A monkey ticket in good condition costs about 15,000 to 20,000 yuan.

The first edition of 80 well-preserved monkey tickets in good condition costs around 1.8 million.

It was the 360 boss who spent 2 million to auction the monkey ticket at the auction house, and this is 19 years old.

In terms of price alone, the monkey ticket is not the highest, and there are many more than it.

For example, in 1953, the postal department was commissioned by the military to design a military stamp for the troops in three colors according to the three colors of the navy, land and air force.

Due to the fact that this kind of stamps are rarely used within the army, they are not in circulation in large quantities, and because of their age, they are very few in existence, especially the blue stamps that symbolize the navy, which have been destroyed before they are issued, and it is estimated that the number of stamps in the world is not more than ten.

In 2011, a Blue Army stamp fetched a record for 2.7 million.

The most awesome is the most famous wrong version of the "large red stamp" called "The motherland is red" when dyeing the mainland of the motherland red did not show the area where Alishan is located, called "the motherland is red", which can be called a national treasure stamp, the number of single digits in the world, the first day of issuance was found to be wrong, and it was urgently stopped, and it was sold at an auction price of 12 million in 2018, causing a sensation in the stamp collection industry.

I have to say that for these rare stamps, the probability of getting them in this era is indeed greater than that in 2023, but Wang Mingyuan's attitude is to follow the fate.

Specifically to find, it takes too much time and energy, and it may not be possible to find it, and the opportunity to make a fortune is to focus on this aspect, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Even monkey tickets, he didn't plan to get much.

Wang Mingyuan still understands the truth that scarcity is precious.

According to the current situation, he believes that it is easy to collect a lot, and there must be some people who have the same experience as this postman, and it should not be too difficult to get a few hundred sets of the whole version, but when so many things flow into the market, is it still rare? That would be a crazy devaluation.

Of course, he can also collect a large number of them, and then make a time difference, make a quick move around, and make a lot of money, but if he really does this, there will be a lot of problems and troubles.

2023 is the information age, but also the era of surveillance...... A lot of things can only be done in moderation.

However, many stamps before 90 years are still very collectible, Wang Mingyuan does not know the price of their collection, but still went directly to the counter, the stamps inside the same ten editions.

Anyway, you won't lose! (The post office is also engaged in sales performance, so I won't ask you what you are doing when you buy so much)

Things were almost done, Wang Mingyuan went out of the telephone and telegraph building, chose a corner where there was no one, put things into the carry-on space, took out the bag containing muntjac meat by the way, and then carried it back to the front of the building to sit on the steps, waiting for Zhou Jianjun's arrival.

About 20 minutes later, a jeep stopped in front of the building, and Wang Mingyuan saw through the window that the person who came was Zhou Jianjun, and hurriedly carried a bag to meet him.

"Brother Zhou......" Wang Mingyuan greeted with a smile: "It's also troublesome for you to run in person, I'm flattered." ”

"You kid, don't come with me to these vain heads, it's not the first time we've met!"

After Zhou Jianjun got out of the car, he glared at Wang Mingyuan, then looked at the bag that Wang Mingyuan was carrying, and shrugged his nose: "The smell of blood...... What's in your bag? ”

"It's the muntjac that the people in the village hit on the mountain, isn't this coming to see you, knowing that you are good, I thought I brought it to you, it is the four legs of the muntjac."

Wang Mingyuan opened the bag, and there were four red muntjac legs inside, as if they had just been cut off from the red muntjac body, and the blood was still there.

This is probably the hidden effect of the carry-on space, quality!

Zhou Jianjun stretched out his head and looked at it, and then laughed: "You kid still understands me, the reason why I came to pick you up was that I was going to take you to find some game, and I specifically found an excuse for you to come here, just for your craft, I didn't expect you to bring me such a good thing, I have a good mouth." ”

"Make an excuse to make a ...... for me"

Wang Mingyuan was stunned: "Brother Zhou can take a fancy to my craft, that's a good thing, if you want to eat, say hello at any time, and ensure that you are on call." ”

He vaguely heard something different from Zhou Jianjun's words, but he still held back and didn't ask immediately.

Conversations that are too purposeful are never pleasant.

"Let's go, get in the car, and follow me to my house!" Zhou Jianjun took the bag casually, put it in the back seat of the jeep, then opened the cab door, got in, and greeted: "Take the co-pilot." ”

Wang Mingyuan got into the passenger seat as he said, and the car started immediately, turned around and drove along the main road in front of the building for more than ten minutes before turning into Changchun Road.

Wang Mingyuan looked at both sides, and could not see the shadow of Mingcheng in his memory, turning around, he was completely wiped out, it can be seen that after more than 40 years of development, the entire Mingcheng has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It wasn't until the car came to Cuihu that Wang Mingyuan suddenly felt familiar.

Zhou Jianjun's residence is not far from Cuihu, and there are some detached courtyards nearby. Most of them are two-story buildings, and they don't seem to have been built for long, and compared with other places, they are already villa-level existences.

After getting out of the car, Wang Mingyuan took muntjac meat from the back seat and followed Zhou Jianjun into his small courtyard.

The yard is quiet, except for a few green plants such as osmanthus and camellia, there are not too many things.

"The son of the family went to the army, the daughter went to study, the daughter-in-law went to work, and she could not come back until the evening, in this house, there are only the two of us, you are casual."

Zhou Jianjun opened the door, led Wang Mingyuan into the house, casually talked about the situation at home, and in the living room, he made Wang Mingyuan a cup of black things: "Sit down and rest first, taste this thing, guess what?" ”

Wang Mingyuan took the cup, and as soon as the smell in the cup wafted to Wang Mingyuan's nose, he immediately became pleasantly surprised: "Coffee!" ”

"I thought you were in a rural village and didn't know about this thing!"

"I know the director of Haicheng Pharmaceutical Research Institute, he returned from studying abroad, he used to drink coffee a lot, and he also brought me a little bit, saying that it was from abroad, so I know." Wang Mingyuan turned on the mode.

Zhou Jianjun nodded: "This is produced by the farms under the Agricultural Reclamation Bureau, I went to inspect the work last time and brought some back, how is it, compared with foreign ones, which one tastes better?" ”

Wang Mingyuan still understands this.

The Yunnan Provincial Production and Construction Corps has built farms in the border areas, vigorously developed overtropical and subtropical cash crops, cultivated rubber trees and cut the rubber in short supply is the main task, and some farms have planted other cash crops, such as tea and coffee beans, according to local conditions.

But when it comes to the taste, Wang Mingyuan really doesn't know, after all, when drinking coffee before, milk and sugar were added, and if you drink pure coffee directly like this, you really haven't drunk it.

However, this does not affect him to know that Yun Province small grain coffee has a great reputation in China, as early as the fifties, it has been very popular in the international coffee market and has been rated as the top coffee in the world.

In recent years, it has been driven by the unprecedented prosperity of trade, and it has an extraordinary position in the world.

That one tastes better, do you need to think about it? I have to support it.

He took a sip lightly, and after a slight aftertaste, he praised: "The taste is strong but not bitter, fragrant but not strong, and slightly fruity...... Compared with foreign ones, it is more than that, and it is particularly refreshing. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Jianjun immediately gave Wang Mingyuan a thumbs up: "Know the goods, when you leave, I'll give you a ...... Okay, you drink first, I'll cook the rice, and as for the dishes, it's up to you! ”

Zhou Jianjun got up and went to the kitchen to make a fire to boil water, wash rice and cook rice.

Wang Mingyuan hurriedly put down the hot coffee and went to the kitchen with him.

He's ready to show off his skills today, and he can't always use the bottom lake to make people.

In fact, when he came with muntjac meat, Wang Mingyuan had already thought about the method, and said confidently: "Today, let's get something different for Brother Zhou." ”

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

"Of course you have to get me something different, you have to let me learn more, you're not here, I can also make it myself!"

Wang Mingyuan didn't ink either, took out a hind leg from the bag and began to fiddle.

Either way, things have to be happy to get things done.

"Today, I prepared three dishes made with muntjac meat for Brother Zhou!"

"Okay, you do it, I'll give you a hand, just say whatever you want."

Wang Mingyuan cut the hind leg into several sections, rinsed it with water, selected the thicker part of the meat, made two pieces and put them on the plate, added green onions, ginger, garlic and cooking wine and some condiments, and asked Zhou Jianjun to find a steamer, steam it on the stove, and then find a casserole and start simmering.

For this reason, seeing that the fire was not enough, Zhou Jianjun also deliberately found a small stove to burn the fire.

Two people eat, one leg is enough.

While waiting for the steaming, Wang Mingyuan took out the other three legs and asked Zhou Jianjun to find salt, pepper powder, chili noodles and five-spice powder, which he was going to pickle and leave for Zhou Jianjun to eat later.

When looking for these ingredients, Wang Mingyuan also saw the ability of Zhou Jianjun's glutton, the ingredients at home are quite complete, and the richness of their types is much more than that of Bai Qidong, and there are even some more rare ingredients that can only be seen in some ethnic areas, and he has some inventory.

The spices and salt were smeared on the three-legged meat, and Wang Mingyuan told him to marinate them overnight and then take them to a cool and ventilated place to dry.

Now is not the cold winter wax moon, the weather has begun to heat up, insects, especially flies and the like gradually become more, smeared pepper pepper and five-spice powder, etc., can effectively prevent insects, easy to preserve.

The next thing is to wait for the things to be steamed, which takes a lot of time, and the two go back to the living room to continue drinking coffee.

More often, he was listening to what Zhou Jianjun had seen and heard in various places, and what delicious foods he had eaten that impressed him.

Wang Mingyuan always responds to the harmony, but he has also gained a lot of knowledge. By the way, he kept in mind a few dishes that Zhou Jianjun was particularly concerned about, and at a critical time, he took them out to his liking.

Gourmets, there is usually a drawback, as long as you are satisfied, you can say anything.

Wang Mingyuan felt that it was necessary for him to put more effort into this area.