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Chapter 32 The world's first stamp

After seeing clearly what was contained in the paper, Zhang Junping felt a little regretful.

So sloppy!

You shouldn't have opened the Luban box in front of Ma Du, now it's revealed again.

"Is this a stamp?

What's the use of a few foreign stamps?" Ma Du saw clearly what was contained in the piece of paper and was immediately disappointed.

"Haha! Brother Ma, you don't know this!

Just look at these few stamps, which are enough to buy the royal granary!" Zhang Junping laughed.

Of course, Zhang Junping also had reservations. Any one of these stamps could buy the current royal granary.

At this time, Mr. Ma was still a rookie, and his knowledge of cultural relics and antiques was still limited to his hobby.

However, Mr. Ma is still very good. He is not from a professional background. He just relies on his hobbies and explores on his own. In the end, he can become a famous collector. I am convinced!

"Is this stamp really so valuable?" Ma Du looked unbelieving.

"Of course, let me give you some knowledge!

This stamp was issued by the United States in 1851.

Because it was mainly Hawaiian missionaries who used this stamp at that time, it was called a missionary.

There is also this one called Penny Black, which was issued in 1840 and was the first stamp issued in the world!

This is the first one! I don’t need to say more about its value, right?

As for these, they are all stamps from before the founding of the People's Republic of China, so I won't say the price!" Zhang Junping said with a hint of showoff.

At this time, he no longer bothered about Lu Bai.

It’s good to have horses as witnesses, otherwise how can we express the pleasure of picking up leaks?

As the old saying goes, wealth that does not return to its hometown is like walking in brocade at night.

In the same way, if you don't show off your pick-up, it will be like walking at night in brocade clothes.

"If robbery is not illegal, I would like to rob you right now!" Ma Du looked at Zhang Junping with envy and said quietly.

"Hahaha! Brother Ma, do you think you can beat me?" Zhang Junping bent his arms, revealing his well-developed biceps.

Originally, my predecessor often did farm work and developed a good physique. However, due to poor nutrition, I became a little thin.

For more than half a month, Zhang Junping has been living in the old lady's house. It can be said that he has meat every day. He has grown a lot of meat on his body and looks stronger.

Ma Du looked at Zhang Junping's body shape, then looked at his own body shape, and lowered his head in disappointment.

To say that he is not short, at least in this era, at 1.78 meters, he is definitely tall!

The key is to be thin. In the past few years, the educated youth who went to the countryside has not suffered much due to his brain. However, it is precisely because of this that he has not developed a body like Zhang Junping.

Simply change the subject, "Forget it, I won't joke with you anymore!

What are you going to do with it? Have you sold it?"

"Don't worry, I can't sell it for the price now!

Let’s wait two years before we talk!” Zhang Junping carefully covered the piece of paper so as not to leave the stamp exposed for a long time.

Stamps from more than a hundred years ago can be destroyed by accident.

This is a rare company of four missionaries.

There are also two small leaflets of Penny Black.

There is also a set of big dragon, small dragon and coiling dragon stamps.

If this was ruined, Zhang Junping would have to cry and faint.

Collect the stamps and put them into the Luban box.

He said to Ma Du apologetically: "Brother Ma, leave this Luban box here for now. I will put the stamps in place and send them to you later!"

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry!

By the way, how much does your Luban box cost? We brothers will settle the accounts!" Ma Du said as he was about to pay.

“Brother Ma, this Luban Box is a gift from me!

After all, I have witnessed the whole process of picking up the missing items. The stamps are too precious and I can’t bear to give them to you. This small-leaf red sandalwood Luban box can be regarded as a happy gift!"

"Should I praise you for your generosity, or should I scold you for being stingy?

Okay, finally my trip was not in vain. Thanks in advance, brother!

I’m treating you to lunch. Let’s go to Lao Mo for a big dinner!

Let me introduce you to some good friends!"

"Okay, then I won't be polite to Brother Ma.

But, Brother Ma, you have to wait for me, I have something to do with my teacher, and we will leave when I come back!" Zhang Junping said, casually putting the Luban box into the tool box.

Then he just left the studio.

Everyone who watched it burst into tears, good brother!

Based on this trust alone, I am a sure friend!

Zhang Junping didn't think much about it. The main reason was that he had no place to put it and he didn't worry about the horses coming with the Luban box.

Arrive at the school teaching building.

In two weeks, school will start.

The school staff have already returned to school and started working.

In other words, many faculty and staff simply don’t have much summer vacation.

They are busy recruiting new jobs.

Arriving at the door of the school's deputy dean's office, Zhang Junping knocked lightly.

A deep voice came from inside, "Please come in!"

Zhang Junping opened the door and walked in, "Master!"

This is the first time Zhang Junping has entered Master's office.

The entire office is elegantly decorated, with a complete set of Ming Dynasty furniture made of wenge wood.

A large desk, behind which is a four-year-old official hat chair.

Behind them are two sets of bookcases filled with various books.

In front of the desk are two armchairs.

There is also a museum shelf against the wall on the right, which contains some small wood carvings and root carvings. These are Yang Mingde's own works.

On the empty wall on the left hangs a picture of Xu Beihong's Eight Horses.

Below the Eight Horses picture is an Arhat bed with a low table placed on it.

"Xiao Pingzi is here?" Seeing that it was Zhang Junping, Yang Mingde put down his pen and said with a smile.

"Master, can we change our name?" Zhang Junping protested with a wry smile.

"What's your name? Didn't your parents call you Pingzi?"

"You call me Pingzi, but not Xiaopingzi?

If you co-write with me and act like a bottle, can you still act like a big person?"

"What's the big one? How cute is the little bottle?

Okay, the protest is invalid!

Have you finished sorting out your old furniture?”

"No! Only those in the studio have been sorted out less than one-tenth!

Master Liu bought back all the old furniture from all junkyards and material recycling companies in Beijing at once!

How can I finish sorting it out in such a short time!" Zhang Junping said with a wry smile.

There are hundreds of old furniture placed in the studio, and more old furniture is piled in the school's warehouse.

It's all up to him. If you don't have half a year to sort it out, don't even think about finishing it.

"Then you came to see me for something?"

"Well, Master!

Didn’t I tell you before that you need to work-study?

I like a store in Wangfujing, with a shop in front and a factory in the back!

The property rights are with the neighborhood committee, and they need a letter of introduction from the school before they are willing to rent to me!

Please give me a letter of introduction for opening the business!" Zhang Junping did not show politeness to the master and directly stated his request.

"Open a letter of introduction?

Did you write the report I asked you to write last time?"

"I've written it! Take a look, does this work?" Zhang Junping quickly took out the written work-study application form from his coat pocket and handed it to the master with both hands.

Yang Mingde took it and flipped through it, then picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a few times, "Xiao Li, come to my office!"


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