Chapter Thirty-One: The Post Office

  Qiu Ye decided to go to the post office first after leaving the Central Department Store. Now that she had bought some things, she couldn't carry them anyway, so it was better to wait until her mother came and finished shopping, then put everything in her mother's cart for her to help take back home.

  Qiu Ye pulled her brother who was still looking around and craning his neck to stare everywhere, through the market, to the entrance of the post office.

  Qiu Feng was now used to letting his sister take charge, but seeing her wanting to enter the post office, he still spoke up and asked, "Sister, what are you going to do at the post office? Can you even write a letter?"

  Qiu Feng thought his sister was really strange, she couldn't even recognize a few big characters, and definitely couldn't write letters. Now that they were going to the post office, she must not know what this place is for. He quickly reminded her that he had been here with their father before, and at that time, their father said it was to send money to their grandmother in their hometown. He felt that this place was really boring, with high counters and all surrounded by iron railings.

  Qiu Yeke either doesn't want to write letters, or she can write them, but there's no one to send them to. The people she knows now are all around her and she sees them every day, so why bother writing letters? It's not like it's worth the effort, is it just a waste of time?

  She came here to see if there were any monkey tickets for sale. Although it's said that the original monkey ticket was a misprint with a small print run, and now people rarely write letters, so this kind of stamp is hard to sell. In the end, they were all allocated as tasks to be purchased by internal personnel in the postal system. But in Oil City, this new and emerging small city, it's really hard to say whether there are any for sale or not.

  It's not like they're selling them, those monkey tickets have been issued for several years already, and it's unlikely that this post office would have them. So Qiu Ye was just coming to take a look, find some peace of mind, if they had any, she'd grab them all, no matter what, but if not, then there's nothing she could do, she just didn't have the luck to get rich. This seems to be something that all reborn female protagonists must do, and Qiu Ye was no exception, because she was a commoner who only cared about money.

  Now looking at her brother, she can't tell him that those stocks will be worth tens of thousands of yuan per share after 20 years. Even if she said so, her brother wouldn't believe it. In this era, people with a net worth of over 100,000 yuan are still rare.

  "I didn't come here to write a letter, I have something to do. Just follow me." Qiu Ye pulled her brother's hand and walked into the post office.

  Behind the high counter sat a middle-aged man with a lazy look, and Qiu Ye asked politely: "Uncle, hello, do you have monkey tickets for sale here?"

  Qiu Ye looked at her after she finished asking, and the middle-aged man had a bewildered expression. She thought to herself: Is it that this place doesn't have any or is it just not called "monkey ticket" at this time?

  "She didn't give up explaining: 'It's just a red background with a golden silk monkey inside, don't you have it here?'"

  "Oh, little friend, you're talking about the Geng Shen Monkey stamp, right? I have a few sheets here, take a look and see if it's what you want." The middle-aged man immediately perked up upon hearing Qiu Ye's description, quickly opening a cabinet and pulling out several large sheets of stamps.

  A middle-aged man named Li Yanqing is an ordinary staff member of the post office. A few years ago, the post office issued a stamp that the little girl was talking about, but it didn't sell well. In the end, the leader assigned tasks to everyone and had to sell them out. If they couldn't be sold, they would have to buy them themselves. This stamp has been thrown in his drawer for many years. Although he heard that this stamp has risen in price in big cities, no one came to buy it here either.

  Last year, he even brought all the monkey tickets back to the provincial capital, wanting to take advantage of the good price to sell them. As a result, after inquiring with the staff at the provincial post office, he only found out that although the monkey ticket had risen in value, basically no one was buying it. They even claimed that if he could find a buyer, they would help him sell a few, and it would be fine to sell them cheaply.

  It can't be sold out, even if it's valuable, it's a waste of money. So he went with excitement and returned in disappointment, those stocks were still frozen in the cabinet.

  Finally met someone who asked about the monkey ticket, although it was just a kid, but also made him very excited, hoping that these monkey tickets in his hand would have a chance to sell out, now his idea is to sell one by one.

  He enthusiastically introduced: "This version has 80 pieces, with a face value of 8 cents. Now this monkey ticket is rising rapidly, originally one version was 6 yuan and 4 jiao, now it's 33 yuan, which is five times the price! Little friend, you really have good eyesight."

  Qiu Ye looked at the stamp in front of her, which was similar to the one she had described. However, she herself wasn't sure if it was the rare monkey stamp from the Qing dynasty, as she hadn't seen one in her previous life. She hesitated, not only because she didn't have a lot of money, but also because she wanted to save some for other things. If she bought the wrong one, she would lose a lot.

  Li Yanqing saw Qiu Ye's hesitant look and thought she felt it was too expensive, so he immediately made a painful expression and said: "Forget it, since you're so fate with me, I'll sell it to you at a cheaper price, 30 yuan per copy, how about that? This is the lowest price I can offer, no one can be cheaper than me."

  Qiu Ye was delighted, but before she even had a chance to haggle over the price, he started lowering it himself. It seemed that there were indeed very few people buying monkey tickets these days. However, she still retained her habit of bargaining when shopping and asked him, "Uncle, how many versions do you have here?"

  Li Yanqing saw that the little girl didn't say whether to buy or not, but instead asked how many she had. This couldn't be a child with nothing better to do, coming here to tease herself, right? He took another look at the clothes of the two children in front of him, and the more he looked, the more they seemed alike. Their ordinary clothes were so plain that they didn't seem like people who could afford to spend 30 yuan on stamps, let alone ask how many versions there were.

  Suddenly Li Yanqing lost his spirit again, but he still replied, "There are 9 versions in total."

  Qiu Ye thought for a moment, she had 200 yuan in her savings account, plus the 145 yuan she earned over the past few weeks, which added up to 345 yuan. After buying all the monkey tickets, she would still have 75 yuan left, which was enough.

  After thinking for a moment, she piled up her sweet smile and said: "Uncle, if I buy all of them, can you give me a discount? Can 9 versions be 250 yuan in total?"

  Li Yanqing didn't have the heart to haggle with her anymore, so he casually said, "Alright, as long as you have 250 yuan, I'll sell all nine monkey stamps to you."

  "Ah, Uncle, you're too kind! I'll go get the money right away." Qiu Ye said with a smile, then excitedly pulled her brother and ran out, able to save 20 yuan, she was truly overjoyed.

  Li Yanqing watched as the two children ran off, then sat back down in the chair behind the counter. He didn't believe for a moment that those two kids would come back with money to buy something.

  Qiu Ye pulled her brother directly to the opposite China Bank, the 200 yuan that their godfather and godmother had given them at first, although their father said they didn't want it, but their mother was still worried about putting the money in their hands being unsafe, so she forcibly took the money back the next day, and in the afternoon, she threw a deposit slip to her niece, which was deposited under her name. She was overjoyed when she saw it, thinking that having a deposit slip was very convenient, and from now on, she could deposit her own earnings into the bank herself.

  Today Qiu Ye came to Central Street and brought her deposit book with her. If she needs to use money, she can withdraw it at any time.

  Qiu Ye walked up to the bank counter, put her deposit book on the counter and said: "Hello, sister, I'd like to withdraw some money."

  It's not that Qiu Ye's 140+ cm height isn't short, but the other person just took a look at her and handed over the deposit slip on the counter, asking: "How much to withdraw?"

  "150 yuan." Qiu Ye calculated that she still had 45 yuan left over, which should be enough to buy something for a while.

  Holding the fifteen 10-yuan bills and deposit slips handed over from the counter, Qiu Ye carefully put them away, then sighed in admiration at the current banking system, how convenient it is, unlike in later generations where you need an ID card to withdraw money. She also didn't think that people now are still very simple-minded, not like people in later generations who have become cunning and often take advantage of loopholes in the banking system to commit crimes, so banks will gradually improve their withdrawal systems.

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