China Entertainment 1981: Starting from Journey to the West

On the first weekend after starting work, Gu Bei woke up early and hurriedly left the compound without even eating at home.

Today is fighting Sunday.

Before the rebirth, the country had implemented a weekend system long ago, but now, people still work six days and have one day off. Families with two workers can only do all housework on weekends.

That’s why there is a saying: Sunday of fighting, Monday of exhaustion.

There are a lot of dirty clothes at home, as well as sheets and quilts ready to be taken out and washed.

Gu Bei had something big to do, but he didn't want to be caught by Li Sufen.

Riding a bicycle, I walked through the streets all the way to the post and telecommunications office. I first stuffed the reply letter to my aunt into the mailbox, then parked the car and entered the lobby.

ho...

There are quite a lot of people here, all coming here on weekends to do errands.

The post and telecommunications offices of later generations were sparse and almost closed down, but now, they are a well-established department. Whether it is sending letters, mailing parcels, sending telegrams, or remittances, everything is done here, and it even takes on part of the long-distance business. .

"Hey! Hey! Please speak louder, I can't hear you."

Near the wall, there was a middle-aged man talking on the phone, yelling at the top of his lungs. Judging from his anxious face, he was probably worried about the long distance charge of 1 cents per minute.

Gu Bei queued up consciously, and it was his turn after half an hour.

The speed and efficiency of business processing are really worrying.

"Hello, comrade, I'm buying stamps."

The aunt behind the counter didn't even raise her eyelids, and asked with a poker face, "How many do you want?"

He said that after taking one edition, he would tear it up.

"Are there any zodiac chicken tickets left?"

Auntie stopped in time and glanced at Gu Bei.

"A stamp collector?"

Although there are not many philatelic enthusiasts now, it is not impossible. Before Gu Bei came in just now, he saw a few at the door of the post and telecommunications office. They were holding cardboards with the words: philatelic enthusiasts, looking for colleagues to exchange and learn.

"Yes, comrade, do you still have the full page?"

The zodiac chicken tickets were issued at the beginning of the year, and it’s already November. It’s hard to say whether they are available or not.

Although the value of chicken tickets in later generations is far less than that of monkey tickets, a single ticket has been sold for more than 200 yuan, and a full page of 80 tickets can be sold for [-] yuan.

Gu Bei didn't buy chicken tickets just to wait for the value to rise in 30 years, but to settle a worry.

After rebirth, you know that this thing has collectible value, but you don't take action. Aren't you afraid of being criticized by readers?
"Yes, how many editions do you want?"

Really?

"Comrade, do you still have the monkey tickets?"

Gu Bei asked in a greedy manner.

What if.

The aunt was obviously impatient: "Why did you go so early? How many editions do you want?"

Gu Bei was secretly sad and estimated the money in his pocket.

“Let’s have a version!”

It will take 30 years for the value to rise to more than 2. Saving a copy is purely for comfort. If he really expected to make a fortune, Gu Bei would kill him right now.

The aunt rummaged through several books for a long time, handed Gu Bei a page, offered seven yuan, and got back 6 cents in change.

After coming out of the post and telecommunications office, Gu Bei was still feeling regretful. It would have been better if he could have come a year earlier. He also bought six editions of monkey tickets. After 30 years, when his eldest son gets married, he sells one edition, and when his second son gets married, he sells another edition.

He had breakfast at the state-owned canteen across the street. When he came out, Gu Bei also had a piece of cardboard in his hand, which read: Looking for stamp collectors to communicate with each other.

Then he returned to the door of the post and telecommunications office, put the big sign next to his legs, and ignored the strange looks of people coming and going.

I took out the big heavy nine I got yesterday, lit one, and smoked leisurely.

After half an hour, someone finally approached.

"Little comrade, do you also like collecting stamps?"

The use of the word "small" is very unpleasant.

I glanced at the man. He had black-rimmed glasses and his hair was meticulously combed. He looked like a gentle scumbag.

Seeing that Gu Bei didn't speak and just stared at him, the man felt a little unnatural.

"Do you... accept it?"

It's great to talk about the business, but I'm not familiar with it, so what's the point of covering it up when it's nothing?
"Are there any good ones?"

Gu Bei responded, and the man suddenly became energetic.

"That depends on what you want to communicate?"

Not just business, but also under the guise of communication. Gu Bei wanted to laugh, but when he thought about it carefully, this was also a characteristic of the current era. People were ashamed to talk about money, but it was also what they were thinking about.

"Do you have the monkey ticket from last year?"

The man's eyes lit up: "Yes! Do you want a leaflet or a full page?"

ho...

Gu Bei was a little surprised. He originally just wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect that he would actually meet him.

Dude, you're about to lose an apartment.

"What's the price for a full edition? How many editions do you have?"

People nowadays are reserved, but Gu Beike doesn't say much.

The man hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and reported a number: "25, I only have one page."

Gu Bei's shocked expression was like meeting a freak. When the man said "2", he thought it was 200. At this price, he really couldn't afford it.

He only had more than 50 yuan in his pocket with all his wealth in it.

Result, 25.

Thirty years later, this man will definitely regret it and go crazy.

"Brother, what's going on? It's 8 cents a piece, six dollars and a half for the whole page. You asked me for 25. Excuse me, can you earn 25 for the last month of work?"

Although Gu Bei couldn't wait to get it, he still decided to negotiate the price.

Every penny saved is worth a penny. His current monthly salary is only RMB 32.

"This... this is the first edition of the zodiac ticket. It is very collectible. It's definitely not expensive if I want 25. If I didn't need money urgently, I wouldn't be willing to sell it."

hehe!He is very discerning, but he is still limited by this era.

At this time, if anyone tells him that a stamp worth 30 yuan a stamp can be sold for more than 100 million in [-] years, the other person will definitely not be moved, and will only look at him with caring eyes and say this. people.

"Even if the stamps issued last year have collectible value, how high can they be? Besides, the circulation is several million. I can't get a single edition anywhere. I have to spend 25 to buy it from you."

After Gu Bei finished speaking, he pretended not to pay any attention to that person.

"You... if you think it's expensive, just make a price!"

Seeing that the business was going bad, the man no longer cared about his dignity.

"12."

Gu Bei impatiently quoted a price, as if he would leave if the negotiation was not settled.

The man was hesitant: "You can add a little more, it's definitely hard to buy the full page of monkey tickets now."

Nonsense, if it is easy to buy, do I need to hold up a sign on the street?

"15, I'll give it to you."

In order to prevent the other party from feeling too regretful 30 years later, Gu Bei pretended to be embarrassed and hesitated before nodding.

"Okay, let me help you."

As he spoke, he took out a handful of money from his pocket, counted 15 and handed it over. The other party happily took it, then handed the full page of monkey tickets to Gu Bei, turned around and left, as if he was afraid that Gu Bei would regret it.

I hope he can still have such an optimistic attitude in 30 years.

Gu Bei watched the other party leave, and then prepared to close the stall. Winning one page was already an unexpected surprise, and asking for more would be a bit greedy. Moreover, this was not the only thing he came out to do today.

"Brother, do you still want those stamps?"

Uh……

Am I really the son of the plane, the hero of life?

Gu Bei was about to unlock the door when he heard someone talking behind him. When he turned around, he saw that he had a completely different style from the person just now. He had messy hair and was wearing an old military uniform with earth green patches that he didn't know where he bought it from. The cheeks are thin, but the eyes are particularly bright.

“I just received one edition and I’m out of money.”

This man is not a good person.

Gu Bei instinctively didn't want to deal with the other party.

At present, even in the capital, a benevolent place, the public security situation is not optimistic. It will take several rounds of severe crackdowns before things will truly settle down.

"I saw it when you were taking out your pocket just now. I have several editions of monkey tickets. Each edition costs 10 yuan. If you accept it, I will give it to you."

Ha ha!

This is a good thing.

He obviously saw that Gu Bei, who had just traded for 15 yuan per edition, now took the initiative to reduce the price by one-third. If there was still no ghost in this, he would eat the pedal.

Pie in the sky is not a good thing. Those who stretched their necks and opened their mouths obviously did not consider the acceleration of gravity.

"Forget it, I have other things to do today, let's talk about it next time we meet."

After Gu Bei finished speaking, he unlocked the bicycle and was about to get on when the other party held his shoulder.

"No, brothers, we are destined to meet each other. Let's find a place to chat."

While he was talking, Gu Bei felt a hard object pressing against his waist.

Ugh……

I have a good heart, but demons are rampant in the world, so I will save them for a while.

"Brother, have something to say."

Gu Bei pretended to be flustered.

"You have to talk nicely. Let's push the car and walk together."

The man took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Gu Bei's neck, pretending to be familiar with Gu Bei.

He left the main entrance of the post office and walked more than 100 meters before turning into an alley. As soon as he entered, Gu Bei felt someone else following him.

"Boy, give me the money..."

Bang!
Before the man holding Gu Bei could finish his words, he felt a heavy blow on his face. He was already thin, but after this blow, the flesh on one side of his face was almost blown to the other side.

One shot into the soul.

The corners of his mouth opened instantly, and two bloody back molars flew out.

Before the man fell to the ground, Gu Bei hit him with a knee, hitting him in the head. The back of his head hit the wall, and he collapsed to the ground, lying like a loach in a chrysalis.

The person who followed was dumbfounded. He held a stick in his hand and stood there, not knowing whether to go up or run.

Meeting Gu Bei's gaze, a chill rushed to the top of his head.

I want to be cold!
Goodbye mom, I'm going on a voyage tonight.

"Take out your money."

Gu Bei said what the man didn't have time to finish.

Uh?
It seems that we are planning to rob you, why is this the other way around?

"Do you want to try it too?"

Since we want to save these two villains, physical blows can only cure the symptoms. If we want to cure the root cause, we must make them feel pain from the depths of their souls.

"Brother, brother, don't, don't!"

The man quickly threw the stick on the ground, fearing that he would get cold if it was too late.

He rummaged through all the pockets on his body, and before Gu Bei could say anything, he took the initiative to take out the money from his unconscious companion.

"Brother, you..."

Gu Bei took it and found not only money, but also several bills. Then he was too lazy to talk nonsense and pushed the bicycle away.

I believe this lesson is profound enough, there is no need to push it to the end.

I got on my bicycle and planned to go to the commission shop as my next stop.

Gu Bei was very satisfied with today's experience. He had one version of monkey tickets and one version of chicken tickets. He even went on a wave of robberies and gained a lot.

"Oh, I don't have eyes!"

Just as he was looking good, a man unexpectedly ran out from the alley next to him and bumped directly into Gu Bei. Fortunately, Gu Bei reacted quickly and twisted the handlebars, stretching his leg to the ground, so that he did not fall.

"Hey! Third brother, what are you doing here?"