Repairer Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Blue Army Post2022-02-18Author: Drill  Chapter 75 Blue Army Post

  The rhythm of the morning exercise was disrupted, and the afternoon nap was naturally cancelled.

   After pumping iron for two hours and feeling a little sore all over, Su Xiaofan immediately went to the swimming pool and swam happily for an hour.

  The evening meal is naturally beef and roast chicken. Now Su Xiaofan has completely given up the staple food, and only meat can supplement his body's consumption.

   After eating, he went to the scale and weighed himself. Su Xiaofan found that he had only gained two kilograms, and his weight was 112 kilograms. He didn't know where the twenty or thirty kilograms of beef he had just eaten had gone.

  Scientific training allowed Su Xiaofan to grow rapidly.

   I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Su Xiaofan felt that the speed of his practice at night has accelerated a lot, and the Great Zhoutian meridian has been opened up for a little more than two-thirds.

  Su Xiaofan has a feeling that within five days at most, he will be able to open up the Great Zhoutian Meridian.

  Su Xiaofan didn't call Master anymore, and he couldn't do things that stimulated the old man often, that would be too disrespectful to Master.

  Su Xiaofan still went out the next day, because he made an appointment with Zhao Zhengshan yesterday, and today they are going to visit the antique market together.

  As the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, Luochuan naturally has more than one antique market.

  Su Xiaofan and Zhao Zhengshan made an appointment at an underground antique market.

  Compared with the place where Su Xiaofan set up a stall, there are fewer tourists here, and Tibetan friends in Luochuan City like to hang out here.

   Even some of the booths are set up by Tibetan friends, so there are naturally more good things, and the chance of missing something is higher.

   "What's the matter? Xiao Su, can you still compare?"

  Meeting at the entrance of the underground, Zhao Zhengshan looked complacent, "This is my territory."

   "Uncle Zhao, forget it, no one will be the referee today."

  Su Xiaofan shook his head, he came out today, firstly because he wanted to visit this market that he didn't come to often, secondly because he wanted to find an opportunity to return Zhao Zhengshan's favor.

   "Ahem, I don't want to gamble, so it's fine if I don't gamble."

  Thinking of the time when Uncle Jing was the referee, Zhao Zhengshan immediately stopped thinking about competing with Su Xiaofan.

  Others picked up two items at random and sold them for more than 10 million yuan. Compared with Su Xiaofan, it's a bit of an abuse.

   "Uncle Zhao, this market mainly sells a lot of what?"

   Walked into the underground market with Zhao Zhengshan, Su Xiaofan came here only once, I only remember that there are many antique shops, but not many stalls.

   "There are more stamps here, and there are more calligraphy, painting and jade."

  Zhao Zhengshan said with great experience: "This place is underground, and it can't be drenched in wind and rain, so there are many calligraphy and paintings sold.

  Xiao Su, let me tell you that someone once found Tang Bohu's paintings here, so this market is also very famous. "

   "Well, I don't know who made up the story again."

  Su Xiaofan smiled and did not speak. There are too many stories about the antique market. If you were to find Tang Bohu in this kind of place, it would be the same thirty years ago.

   "Huh? Uncle Zhao, the collection of old coins is also the main force here."

   Entering the underground market, Su Xiaofan found that there were many glass counters inside, and many old versions of RMB were displayed on the counters.

   "Yes, these objects cannot be exposed to wind and rain, so they all came here."

  Zhao Zhengshan nodded, and greeted some stall owners very familiarly. Obviously, he often came here to shop.

   "I'd better look at the stamps."

  Su Xiaofan didn't have much research on old coins. On the contrary, he collected postage stamps for a while when he was in junior high school, so he knew a little about stamps.

   "Xiao Su, do you also collect stamps?"

  Zhao Zhengshan looked at Su Xiaofan, and said: "I have a whole page of monkey tickets, I'll show you later, hehe, I also took pictures of the ticket that made the whole country red nine years ago."

   "Oh? Uncle Zhao, you are a big player in stamps?

  Forget about the monkey ticket, the whole country is a red ticket, you must let me appreciate it in the future. "

  Hearing what Zhao Zhengshan said, Su Xiaofan was a little surprised.

  Monkey tickets from 1980 can now sell for more than 10,000 yuan a single sheet, and the complete version is more than one million yuan.

   And it is even more valuable if the country is red all over the country. It was the wrong ticket issued that year. It was immediately recalled and destroyed after issuance, and only a few of them fell into the market.

  Su Xiaofan heard about the auction eight years ago that Zhao Zhengshan mentioned.

   It was a spring auction reported by China Guardian. A big red piece was popular all over the country, and finally sold for a sky-high price of 7.5 million.

  Su Xiaofan did not expect that this ticket would actually fall into the hands of Zhao Zhengshan, which is the ultimate goal that all philately fans dream of.

   "Brother Zhao, you are here, come and take a look at my tickets. I have received a lot of tickets recently."

   "Old Zhao, come here, I have a miniature sheet of Mei Lanfang, see if you are interested."

  As soon as he entered the philatelic area, Su Xiaofan felt the popularity of Zhao Zhengshan here, but no one who saw him did not say hello.

  Zhao Zhengshan didn't look like a rich second generation with a net worth of hundreds of millions. He didn't have any airs at all.

   "You are not a drunken concubine issued in 1962, but a commemorative stamp later, which is worthless."

  Zhao Zhengshan took the stamp from someone, took a look at it and handed it back.

  The man was not angry, and said with a smile: "Old Zhao, what a rarity you said, if I want the imperial concubine to be drunk, I would have put it up for auction a long time ago, is it still here?"

   "Are there any newly received tickets, take a look?"

  Zhao Zhengshan took two Mazha in front of that person's booth, handed one to Su Xiaofan, and said, "This is Lao Zhang. He has been playing with stamps for more than thirty years. I bought many of them from him."

   "Hello, Uncle Zhang, my name is Su Xiaofan, and I followed Uncle Zhao to gain knowledge."

  Su Xiaofan quickly said hello, he was very familiar with people in his antique market, but he was a stranger here.

   "Hey, not many young people play with stamps these days."

  Old Zhang smiled at Su Xiaofan, then took out a stack from the box beside him, there were about seven or eight stamp albums in front of Zhao Zhengshan.

   "It's getting harder and harder to collect, these few books were collected from the west of the city.

  The old man in that family used to collect stamps, but he passed away a few days ago. The children and grandchildren dug out these books and asked me to collect them. "

  Lao Zhang sighed that business is not easy now.

  The fact is also the same. The stamps are most likely the memory of the generation born before the 1980s.

   People born after the 1980s mostly communicate with telephones and mobile phones when they grow up. Many people have only heard of stamps but never seen them.

  Su Xiaofan fell in love with it when he was in school because his father collected stamps when he was young, and there were several stamp collection albums at home, but he also stopped this hobby later.

   "After our generation gets old, there are really not many people playing with stamps."

  Zhao Zhengshan was also a little emotional, picked up a few postal albums and started looking through them.

  Su Xiaofan was fine, so he also took a few books in his hand.

  Most of the stamps in the album are used, only a few commemorative stamps are brand new.

  Although they are well preserved, Su Xiaofan can tell that the value of stamps is not very high, and the people who collected stamps before are not very well off.

   "Old Zhang, these stamp albums are average, there are no good tickets."

  What Su Xiaofan can see, Zhao Zhengshan can naturally see too, shaking his head while flipping through the stamp album.

   "It's just an ordinary family playing stamp collecting. If there are any good tickets, you can see if there is anything you want, and it will be cheaper for you."

  Old Zhang naturally knew what tickets were in these stamp albums.

  However, many people are not completely pursuing high-value stamps in stamp collecting now, after all, those stamps are only a very small number.

  Many philatelists now like to add to their collections that they don't have. The price is not expensive and they can communicate with each other, and they can also find the fun of philately.

   "I basically have what you have here."

  Zhao Zhengshan shook his head, and exchanged stamp albums with Su Xiaofan.

  【Repair value: 46 points! 】

  【Blue Army Mail: Incomplete, can be repaired! 1 point of repair value needs to be deducted! 】

   Just as Su Xiaofan was looking at a stamp album, the information of the repair value suddenly appeared in Su Xiaofan's mind.

   "Huh? Blue Army Post, how is this possible?"

  Su Xiaofan looked at the postal album in his hand, and began to search bit by bit.

   I used to play stamp collecting, and later I also noticed it in the antique market. Su Xiaofan naturally knows the value of Blue Army stamps.

  Blue Army Post is a military stamp issued in the 1950s. At that time, not only Blue Army Post, but also Yellow Army Post and Purple Army Post were discovered.

  Due to various reasons, these types of military stamps were taken back and destroyed as soon as they were issued to the troops.

  Because the blue army post was printed the latest, it stopped being used before it could be distributed, and it is very rare that it is released into the society.

  So the price of Blue Army Post is also the most expensive. One was sold in the 1990s, and it was worth 800,000 at that time.

  Only a few years ago, there was a Blue Army stamp in the auction house. At that time, it was sold for a sky-high price of 3.2 million, which was second only to the nationally popular one.

"No?"

   Flipping through the stamp album in his hand, Su Xiaofan couldn't help being stunned for not finding the Blue Army post.

   "Could it be that there is an interlayer?" Looking at this old stamp album, Su Xiaofan's heart moved.

   "Uncle Zhao, there are a lot of tickets I'm missing in this postal album, please help me make a bargain."

  Su Xiaofan touched Zhao Zhengshan, saw that the boss was talking with others and didn't pay attention to this, so he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know you well here, so I don't have as much face as you."

  Zhao Zhengshan took the stamp album handed over by Su Xiaofan, patted it on his hand, and said, "Old Zhang, how much do you sell this book for? There are a few I'm missing in it, so I'll take it if the price is right!"

   "Let me take a look." Lao Zhang took the stamp album and flipped through it.

   "Three thousand!"

  Lao Zhang said: "There are seven worth two to three hundred, and there are more than a dozen that can add up to more than six hundred. I will give you the rest, how about it?"

   "It's fair."

  Zhao Zhengshan glanced at Su Xiaofan, and said: "Three thousand is three thousand, I want it, and I will sweep the money to you."

  The price offered by Lao Zhang was not high, Zhao Zhengshan felt that there was not much room for bargaining, so he simply bought it, and if Su Xiaofan didn't want it, he would keep it for himself.

   "Let's go, Lao Zhang, I'll go shopping in front, and call me when I get a good ticket."

   After paying by scanning the QR code, he got the stamp album, said hello to Lao Zhang, and walked a few more booths before Zhao Zhengshan handed the stamp album to Su Xiaofan, "Xiao Su, here you are, the price is not high."

  【Blue Army Post, incomplete, repairable! 】

  【Repair value needs to be deducted by 1 point, do you want to repair it? 】

   "Repair!" Su Xiaofan took the stamp album and gave the order to repair it.

  【Repaired, remaining repair value: 45 points! 】

   "Uncle Zhao, something is wrong with this stamp album."

  Su Xiaofan flipped through the stamp album carefully, reading every page very carefully.

  When Su Xiaofan turned to the third page, a smile appeared on his face.

   "What's wrong?"

  Zhao Zhengshan said disapprovingly: "The old version of the stamp album is like this, a bit worn out, if you don't like it, just buy a new one later and replace it."

   "Uncle Zhao, let's go back to the car and talk."

  Su Xiaofan pulled Zhao Zhengshan and walked back.

   "Hey, this is just the beginning of shopping."

  Zhao Zhengshan shook Su Xiaofan's hand, and suddenly froze for a moment, "Xiao Su, this... Is this another mistake?"

   "Well, I don't know what it is yet."

  Su Xiaofan nodded slightly, lowered his voice and said: "But there must be something good hidden in the mezzanine."

   "Is there a mezzanine?"

  Zhao Zhengshan was stunned for a moment, he didn't need Su Xiaofan to pull him anymore, he walked and ran to the elevator leading to the ground.

   "This is really a sandwich. It's so delicate that you can't usually see it."

   A few minutes later, the two sat in Su Xiaofan's car, and Zhao Zhengshan found a flashlight from somewhere, and was looking at the third page of the photo album.

   "Is there a blade?" Zhao Zhengshan raised his head and asked.

   "No, I didn't pay for it, why bring that thing." Su Xiaofan shook his head.

   "Go, go to my house!"

  Zhao Zhengshan is really excited at the moment, he doesn't care who it is, but today he missed it.

  Zhao Zhengshan lives in a quiet villa in the downtown area, don't ask, it is the welfare of the rich second generation.

  There is only one live-in nanny in the villa, Zhao Zhengshan took Su Xiaofan straight to the second floor, where his studio is.

  Although the level of appreciation is not very good, it is absolutely no problem for the person performing the operation to do delicate work.

  Zhao Zhengshan took a bowl of water, first wet the rough edge of that page, and then separated it with a razor blade.

   "Uncle Zhao, okay."

  Zhao Zhengshan's flowing movements made Su Xiaofan very pleasing to the eye, otherwise he would have just started tearing it up.

   "Shh, don't talk."

  Zhao Zhengshan was very nervous at the moment, holding his breath, and carefully took out a plastic sheet from the crack. In the middle of the plastic sheet, there was a blue postage stamp.

   "This... this is Blue Army Post!!"

   When seeing the stamp clearly, Zhao Zhengshan's voice suddenly became high-pitched.

   "Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?" The nanny's voice came from downstairs.

   "It's okay, it's okay, Sister Sun, you are busy with your work."

  Zhao Zhengshan took a few deep breaths, and finally managed to calm down. He lifted the stamp in the plastic sheet to the window, and looked at it with fascination.

   "Xiao Su, this appearance is simply amazing. I have never seen a stamp that has been aged for such a long time and can still maintain such a good appearance!"

   "How fresh, it took a little repair value, can the product look bad?"

  Su Xiaofan slandered, and he also leaned over to observe.

   This is a Blue Army stamp that has not been used yet. It is no longer visible where it was damaged before. What is presented to the two is a complete and undamaged Blue Army stamp.

  Except for the slight yellowishness of the white border brought by the years, the appearance of the whole stamp is very good.

   "Xiao Su, you have such good eyesight, I am convinced!"

  Zhao Zhengshan gently put Lanjun Post on the desk, although he was talking to Su Xiaofan, he couldn't help but look at the stamp.

   "Uncle Zhao, luck, it's just good luck, besides, I didn't know there was a blue post in it."

  Su Xiaofan laughed straight, "If it wasn't for Uncle Zhao, wouldn't we still be unable to take it down?"

   "We are on the right track, so there is no need to talk nonsense."

  Zhao Zhengshan waved his hand, he really likes this stamp.

   "Six million, please forward this Blue Army mail to me."

  Zhao Zhengshan paused for a moment, and then said: "I took one a few years ago, and the quality is far inferior to this one. At that time, it took nearly four million. If this one is on the auction now, it will be more than six million!"

   "Uncle Zhao, you made a mistake."

  Su Xiaofan looked at Zhao Zhengshan in astonishment, "You paid for this stamp album, and the contents inside should be

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