The rhythm of the morning exercise was disrupted, and the afternoon nap was naturally cancelled.
After masturbating 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 meal in the evening is naturally beef and roast chicken. Now Su Xiaofan has stopped eating staple food at all. Only meat can replenish his body's consumption.
After eating, he went on the scale and found that Su Xiaofan had only gained two kilograms and weighed 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.
Not sure if it was his own misunderstanding, Su Xiaofan felt that the speed of practicing at night had accelerated a lot, and a little more than two-thirds of the Great Zhoutian Meridian had been opened.
Su Xiaofan had a feeling that within five days at most, he would be able to open up the Great Zhoutian Meridian.
Su Xiaofan didn't call the master again. You can't do things that irritate the old man often. That would be too disrespectful to the teacher.
Su Xiaofan still went out the next day because he and Zhao Zhengshan had made an appointment yesterday to go shopping at the antique market together.
As the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, Luochuan City 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 sets up his stall, there are fewer tourists here, but Tibetan friends from Luochuan City like to hang out here.
Even some of the stalls are set up by collectors, so there are naturally more good things and a greater chance of missing something.
"What's the matter? Xiao Su, do you still want to compete?"
We met at the underground entrance. Zhao Zhengshan looked proud, "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, he wanted to visit this market that he did not often come to. Secondly, he wanted to find an opportunity to return Zhao Zhengshan's favor.
"Ahem, I don't want to gamble, so forget it if I don't gamble."
Thinking of the time when Uncle Jing was the referee, Zhao Zhengshan immediately gave up his thoughts on competing with Su Xiaofan.
Someone else randomly picked up two items and sold them for more than 10 million. It was a bit cruel to compare them with Su Xiaofan.
"Uncle Zhao, what does this market mainly sell?"
We walked into the underground market with Zhao Zhengshan. Su Xiaofan had been here once before and remembered that there were many antique shops but not many stalls.
"There are more people trading stamps here, and more people selling calligraphy, paintings and jade."
Zhao Zhengshan said with great experience: "This place is underground, so it won't get wet even if it's windy or rainy, so there are many calligraphy and painting sellers.
Xiao Su, let me tell you, someone once found Tang Bohu's paintings here before, so this market is also very famous."
"Yeah, I don't know who made up this story again."
Su Xiaofan smiled and said nothing. There were too many stories in the antique market. If you were to hunt for Tang Bohu in a place like this, it would have been about the same thirty years ago.
"Huh? Uncle Zhao, the old coin collection here is also the main force."
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 or rain, so they all came here."
Zhao Zhengshan nodded and greeted some stall owners familiarly. It was obvious that he visited here often.
"I'd better look at the stamps."
Su Xiaofan has no research on old coins. On the contrary, he collected stamps for a while when he was in junior high school, so he has a little knowledge 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 them to you later. Hehe, the ticket that made the country red all over the country nine years ago was also taken by me."
"Oh? Uncle Zhao, are you a big player in stamps?
Forget about the monkey ticket, if the whole country is red, you must show it to me in the future."
Su Xiaofan was a little surprised when he heard Zhao Zhengshan's words.
A single Monkey Ticket from the 1980s can now be sold for more than 10,000 yuan, and a complete edition is worth more than a million.
And the whole country is in red, which is even more valuable. Those were wrong tickets issued that year. They were immediately withdrawn and destroyed after they were issued, and only a few of them ended up in the market.
Su Xiaofan later heard about the auction that Zhao Zhengshan talked about eight years ago.
It was a spring auction reported by Guardian, and the whole country was red with a big red coin, which was 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 philatelic fans dream of.
"Brother Zhao, you are here, come and take a look at my tickets. I have received a lot of new tickets recently."
"Old Zhao, come on, I have a souvenir sheet of Mei Lanfang. See if you are interested."
As soon as he entered the philatelic area, Su Xiaofan felt Zhao Zhengshan's popularity here. 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 had no airs at all. He walked in while saying hello, and in the process he took the cigarette that was handed to him and put it in his ear.
"This is not the drunken concubine issued in 1962, but the commemorative stamps on the back, which are 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 you said is so rare. If I had a drunken concubine, I would have put it up for auction long ago. Are you still displaying it here?"
"Are there any newly collected tickets? Let's take a look?"
Zhao Zhengshan took two matzas from the stall, handed one to Su Xiaofan, and said, "This is Lao Zhang. I have been playing with stamps for more than thirty years. I bought many of them from him."
"Hello, Uncle Zhang. My name is Su Xiaofan. I'm here with Uncle Zhao to gain some knowledge."
Su Xiaofan quickly said hello. He was quite familiar with people in his antique market, but when he came here he was just a jerk.
"Hey, not many young people play with stamps these days."
Lao Zhang smiled at Su Xiaofan, then took out a stack of about seven or eight stamp albums from the box next to him and placed them in front of Zhao Zhengshan.
"It's getting harder and harder to collect. These books were collected from the west of the city.
The old man in that family used to collect stamps. He passed away a few days ago. His children and grandchildren found these books and asked me to collect them."
Lao Zhang lamented that business is hard to do now.
This is also true. Stamps are most likely the memory of the generation born before the 1980s.
For people born after the 1980s, most of their means of communication when they grow up are telephones and mobile phones. Many of them have only heard of stamps but have never seen them.
Su Xiaofan started to like it when he was in school because his father collected stamps when he was young and there were several stamp albums at home. However, he later stopped this hobby.
"When our generation gets older, not many people will play with stamps anymore."
Zhao Zhengshan was also a little emotional, so he picked up a few stamp albums and started reading them.
Su Xiaofan was fine and had a few books in his hands.
Most of the stamps in the stamp album are used, and only a few commemorative stamps are brand new.
Although they were well preserved, Su Xiaofan could tell that the value of the stamps was not very high, and the people who collected stamps in the past were not very well-off either.
"Old Zhang, these stamp albums are just average. They don't have any good stamps."
What Su Xiaofan could see, Zhao Zhengshan could naturally see too, shaking his head while flipping through the stamp album.
"It's just an ordinary family that collects stamps. If you can get some good stamps, you can see if you want anything. It'll be cheaper for you."
Lao Zhang naturally knows what kind of stamps are in these stamp albums.
But now in stamp collecting, many people are no longer completely pursuing high-value stamps. After all, those stamps are only a very small number.
Nowadays, many stamp collectors like to replenish their own collections. The price is not expensive and they can exchange what they have, and they can also find the fun of collecting stamps.
"I basically have everything 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 when Su Xiaofan was looking at a stamp album, the information about the repair value suddenly appeared in Su Xiaofan's mind.
"Huh? Blue Army Post, how is this possible?"
Su Xiaofan looked at the stamp album in his hand and rummaged through it bit by bit.
I once collected stamps and later noticed them in the antique market. Su Xiaofan naturally knew the value of Blue Army stamps.
Blue Army stamps are military stamps issued in the 1950s. At that time, not only Blue Army stamps were discovered, but also Yellow Army stamps and Purple Army stamps were discovered.
Due to various reasons, these military stamps were withdrawn and destroyed as soon as they were issued to the troops.
Because the Blue Army stamp was the last to come out, it stopped using it before it could be distributed, so very few of it reached the public.
Therefore, the price of Blue Army Post is also the most expensive. One was sold in the 1990s and was worth 800,000 at that time.
A few years ago, a blue army stamp appeared at the auction house. At that time, it sold for a sky-high price of 3.2 million, second only to the one that made the whole country red.
"No?"
After rummaging through the stamp album in his hand, Su Xiaofan didn't find the Blue Army stamp, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Is there a mezzanine?" Looking at this old-style stamp album, Su Xiaofan's heart moved.
"Uncle Zhao, this stamp album contains a lot of stamps that I am missing. Please help me pay the price."
Su Xiaofan touched Zhao Zhengshan and saw that the boss was talking to others and did not pay attention. He lowered his voice and said: "I'm not familiar with you here, and 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 does this book cost you? There are a few in it that I am missing. If the price is right, I will take it!"
"Let me take a look." Lao Zhang took the stamp album and looked through it.
"Three thousand!"
Lao Zhang said: "There are seven of them worth two or three hundred, and there are more than a dozen worth more than six hundred in total. I'll give you the rest, how about it?"
"That's fair."
Zhao Zhengshan glanced at Su Xiaofan and said: "Three thousand is three thousand, I want it, and I will give you the money."
The price given by Lao Zhang was not high. Zhao Zhengshan felt that there was not much room for bargaining, so he simply bought it. If Su Xiaofan didn't want it, he would keep it for himself.
"Let's go, Lao Zhang. I'll go shopping in front. If you have good tickets, call me later."
After scanning the QR code to pay, he got the stamp album, said hello to Lao Zhang, and walked a few stalls further before Zhao Zhengshan handed the stamp album to Su Xiaofan, "Xiao Su, here you go, the price is not high."
[Blue Army Mail, incomplete, can be repaired!]
[1 point of repair value needs to be deducted, 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, there is something wrong with this stamp album."
Su Xiaofan looked through the stamp album carefully, looking at 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 stamp albums are all like this. They are a little worn out. If you don't like them, just buy a new one and replace it."
"Uncle Zhao, let's go back to the car and talk."
Su Xiaofan took Zhao Zhengshan and walked back.
"Hey, we've just started shopping."
Zhao Zhengshan shook Su Xiaofan's hand and was suddenly stunned for a moment, "Xiao Su, this...is this something I missed again?"
"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, but he didn't need Su Xiaofan to pull him, and walked and ran to the elevator leading to the ground.
"This is really a mezzanine. It's made very delicately and is generally invisible."
A few minutes later, the two of them sat in Su Xiaofan's car. Zhao Zhengshan found a flashlight from nowhere and was looking at the third page of the photo album.
"Do you have a blade?" Zhao Zhengshan raised his head and asked.
"No, I'm not paying for it, why would I bring that thing?" Su Xiaofan shook his head.
"Let's go to my house!"
Zhao Zhengshan's heart was in a state of excitement at this moment. It didn't matter who the thing belonged to, but he had picked it up and missed it today.
Zhao Zhengshan lives in a quiet villa in the urban area. No need to ask, it is the welfare of the rich second generation.
There was only one live-in nanny in the villa, so Zhao Zhengshan took Su Xiaofan straight to the second floor, where his studio was.
Although the level of appreciation is not very good, there is absolutely no problem for the surgeon to do detailed work.
Zhao Zhengshan took a bowl of water, first wetted the rough edge of the page, and then separated it with a razor blade.
"Uncle Zhao, okay."
Zhao Zhengshan's flowing movements were very pleasing to Su Xiaofan's eyes. If it were him, he would definitely tear them apart.
"Shh, don't talk."
Zhao Zhengshan was so nervous at this moment that he even held his breath. He carefully took out a plastic piece from the gap. In the middle of the plastic piece, there was a blue stamp.
"This...this is the Blue Army Post!!!"
When he saw the stamp clearly, Zhao Zhengshan's voice suddenly became high-pitched.
"Mr. Zhao, is something wrong?" The nanny's voice came from downstairs.
"It's okay, it's okay, Sister Sun, you are busy with your business."
Zhao Zhengshan took a few deep breaths and finally regained his composure. He held the stamps in the plastic sheet to the window and looked at them with fascination.
"Xiao Su, this condition is incredible. I have never seen a stamp that is so old and still maintains such good condition!"
"It's so fresh. It's been repaired a little bit. Could it be in bad condition?"
Su Xiaofan cursed, and he also leaned over to observe.
This is a Blue Army stamp that has not been used yet. It is hard to see where it was damaged before. What appears in front of them is an intact Blue Army stamp.
Except for the slight yellowing that time has brought to the white edges, the entire stamp is in very good condition.
"Xiao Su, I'm impressed by your sharp eyesight!"
Zhao Zhengshan gently placed the Lan Jun stamp on the desk. Although he was talking to Su Xiaofan, he couldn't help but glance at the stamp.
"Uncle Zhao, luck, just good luck. Besides, I didn't know there was a Blue Army post inside."
Su Xiaofan chuckled, "If Uncle Zhao hadn't taken action, wouldn't we still be able 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 liked this stamp.
"Six million, please forward this Blue Army mail to me."
Zhao Zhengshan paused for a moment and then said: "I took a picture a few years ago, but the quality is far inferior to this one. It sold for nearly four million at that time. If this one were to be auctioned now, six million would only be a lot more!"
"Uncle Zhao, you may have made a mistake."
Su Xiaofan looked at Zhao Zhengshan with a surprised look on his face, "This stamp album is what you paid for. Of course the things inside are yours. What does it have to do with me?"
It's not that Su Xiaofan doesn't love money, but the purpose of his coming out today is to repay Zhao Zhengshan's favor for selling the house yesterday.
What comes is what comes. If you always only take advantage and are not willing to endure hardship, then this relationship will slowly be broken off.
Su Xiaofan is not very old, but he sees things very clearly.
"Stop talking nonsense, what's yours is yours, can Uncle Zhao still take advantage of you?"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhao Zhengshan shook his head repeatedly, "I know you are clever and want to repay my favor from yesterday.
To be honest, as long as you are willing to sell the Blue Army Mail to me, even if you return the favor, Uncle Zhao will still accept the favor from you."
"Uncle Zhao, you didn't say that."
Su Xiaofan said: "I asked you to help negotiate the price, but you have already participated. You won't regret holding this thing."
"No, if you don't accept the money, I won't want the Blue Army Mail either."
Zhao Zhengshan waved his hand and closed his eyes in pain.
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, just keep it."
Su Xiaofan suddenly laughed, "Your eyes are narrowed to a slit. Can you see clearly? You'd better open your eyes and take a magnifying glass to see."
Su Xiaofan could tell that Zhao Zhengshan really liked this Blue Army postage. He said he didn't want it anymore, but his body was very honest and his eyes never left it for a moment.
"Come on, your kid noticed it."
Zhao Zhengshan sat up straight and said: "Let's do this. Even if we bought this stamp together, I will give you another three million, and the Blue Army will mail it to me. Otherwise, it won't cost much. I can't get this stamp for nothing!"
"
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, I'll transfer you one thousand and five dollars. This ticket is considered a joint purchase."
Seeing Zhao Zhengshan's determined look, Su Xiaofan could only nod in agreement, took out his phone and transferred 1,500 yuan.
"I'll take the money, haha, hahaha!"
Zhao Zhengshan did not discuss the thousand dollars with Su Xiaofan anymore, but laughed excitedly.
The laughter included the joy of picking up the missing piece, and more of the excitement after getting the Blue Army mail.
At Zhao Zhengshan's insistence, Su Xiaofan left his bank card number. This transaction did not go to the company and was considered his personal gain.
She still had to exercise in the afternoon, so she declined Zhao Zhengshan's suggestion to stay for a drink, and Su Xiaofan said goodbye and went home.
Before driving home, Su Xiaofan received a message from the bank saying that there were three million more in his account.
Pick up missing items on Taobao and get rich!
Su Xiaofan thought about the speed at which he was making money.
No wonder the guy who named that platform became the richest man in China.
