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.
To be continued...