"Comrade, how many are you going to buy? My stamps were collected by my grandfather, but he was gone last year, and no one in my family liked these stamps, but if they were broken, I was afraid that they would not be worth anything in the future, so now we hope to sell them all. ”

After the man finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Su Xiaoxiao would deliberately lower the price, and hurriedly added: "But you also know that this is my grandfather's beloved collection, and if it is sold low, the family will not agree." ”

"So how many do you have? How much are you going to sell? Su Xiaoxiao didn't listen to these words, and only cared about the final amount of money.

"My grandfather has collected a total of 364 sheets over the years, and all the series are complete sets. In addition to a small number of issues on the market, wrong editions, and those that have been withdrawn, he has even collected all the special supplies in the army. The face value is basically eight cents, only a small number of twenty cents, but if I want to sell it, it will definitely be sold for three yuan a piece. The man immediately quoted a price.

"Five pieces of one, and I will take all yours." Su Xiaoxiao quoted a price.

"That's not good, I'll only give you a thousand yuan for the cheapest set." He shook his head firmly.

"It's too expensive, I can't be sure of your condition, and there must be a lot of it that I have. 1,000 yuan is enough to buy a house of about 50 square meters in Shanghai, or marry three or four daughters-in-law. Su Xiaoxiao continued to bargain.

She could see that this person just thought she was wronged and wanted to slaughter her.

But there will definitely be a time when this man beats his chest in the future.

"Five is definitely low, no, you can add some more to me." The man rubbed his hands together and said anxiously.

He was in a hurry to ask for money because there were people at the post office who wanted to sell their jobs, and he wanted to buy a job for his daughter-in-law, so that it would be easier for the two of them to raise a family together.

But the man asked for six hundred dollars, which was not a small amount.

His grandfather's philatelic album was given to him by the family, and he still hated that this thing could not be exchanged for a few dollars, but he didn't expect to meet him this time.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the man, hesitated for a long time before saying: "That's it, you bring your grandfather's philatelic album and I'll take a look, if there are really a few things I like, I can increase the price a little." ”

As soon as the man heard that there was a joke, he immediately nodded again and again, "Okay, then you are waiting for me here." I'll run home and come back again, fifteen minutes will be enough. ”

"Then you can go quickly." Su Xiaoxiao said.

The man didn't dare to stop for a moment, and hurriedly turned around and ran.

After less than two minutes, Jiang Yexun also came out with two huge packages.

"Xiaoxiao, the staff member at the post office just now is your friend?" He looked around, but didn't see the staff who came out with his little daughter-in-law, and asked a little curiously.

"It's not a friend, it's just that I want to buy stamps, and it just so happens that he has stamps collected by the old man in his family and wants to sell them." Su Xiaoxiao explained casually, and then looked at the two large packages at Jiang Yexun's feet with some confusion.

"Who sent you that package?"

"Zong Xiaoping." Jiang Yexun said and took out a letter from his pocket, "He saw that we said that we couldn't supply hydrating pills and whitening pills for two months, so he specially called to cry. ”

Su Xiaoxiao took the letter and glanced at it.

The one written on it is called a pity, as if they don't hurry up to make up the whitening pills and hydration pills, and his business is about to open the skylight.

"Actually, it's pretty good, and it's kind of hunger marketing." Su Xiaoxiao smiled and pursed with crooked eyebrows.

Hunger marketing?

Does it mean to regulate supply and demand, create the "illusion" of short supply, maintain product image and maintain high selling prices and profit margins of goods?

Jiang Yexun raised his eyebrows, a little more interested in the word he suddenly heard.

But they didn't dwell on the subject, and after a while the salesman at the post office hurried back with a thick notebook.

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao still standing in place from a distance, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Comrade, look, this is the philatelic album left by my grandfather."

Su Xiaoxiao took the photo album handed over by the other party, and her eyes trembled.

But in order not to be discovered by others, she could only endure her calm and slowly turn down.