pappabearbooks Chapter 1154: Blue Mail
Chapter 1154: Blue Mail
The old man stood up, took out a few stamp albums from the old suitcase behind him, then unfolded them and placed them on the stall.
"These are the stamps I collected. Take a look for yourselves."
From the 60s to the 80s, some people collected stamps.
When they died, the family members did not know the value of the stamps, so they sold them to buyers for rags.
The old man in front of me is obviously engaged in this kind of business.
The early 80s was the golden age of stamp trading.
But when mobile phones became popular in 2000, everything changed.
Some people have never even heard of stamps.
Lin Ran looked at the old covers with a sense of age and couldn't help but lament that the times are developing too fast and many precious memories are fleeting.
Of course, only people like him who have witnessed the rise of the Internet era would think so.
Most people in the market, like Luo Yu, feel that stamps will never go out of style.
Luo Yu picked up a stamp album and flipped through it, and Lin Ran knelt down and flipped through it too.
Most of the stamps inside are stamped with postmarks, which means they have been used.
Only a very small number of stamps are new.
However, Lin Ran had never heard of most of the stamps in it. They were not famous and the value of the stamps was not very high.
Most of the people who collect stamps in this era are not very well off, and some of them just want to make a quick buck.
Compared with antiques, stamp collecting enthusiasts are relatively cash-strapped, and not all old stamps can be sold at a good price.
Lin Ran saw that it was actually just an ordinary person's stamp album, and it couldn't produce anything good.
The old man was also simple and said: "I collected these stamps from the countryside. If you like them, you can give them a discount."
Luo Yu originally invested in stamps. He had no interest in worthless stamps at all.
There is no indication yet.
Lin Ran picked up another tattered stamp album and looked through it.
The first few pages are still extremely ordinary stamps.
"Mr. Lin, let's look at it instead." Luo Yu had already flipped through the stamp album and couldn't find the stamp he wanted.
Lin Ran took a cursory glance and said, "Don't exchange stamp albums with him."
After flipping through a few pages, it turned out to be something valuable.
However, when I turned to the last page, I found a blue stamp hiding behind a black stamp.
Gently slide out.
Blue mail!
Blue stamps are military-specific stamps issued in the 50s.
Due to special reasons, the stamps originally issued to the troops were urgently withdrawn and destroyed.
Before blue mail, there were yellow mail and red mail.
Blue mail was the latest to appear and was urgently recalled before it was used.
Only a very small number of them happened to be in the hands of the people who needed to send letters, and were sent out.
This stamp with feathers and water chestnuts has naturally become the darling of the philatelic community.
In 1995, a blue stamp sold for a sky-high price of 20 yuan.
90 in the 20s, which shows that the price of blue stamps is the highest among these stamps, second only to Shanhe Red.
As a stamp collecting enthusiast, the old man should also know the price of blue stamps.
But the stamp was stored in the mezzanine, and he didn't find it.
Lin Ran closed the stamp album and handed it to Luo Yu.
"Mr. Luo, how about you buy all these stamp albums?"
Luo Yu was stunned and said: "I already have many stamps in it, and some of them are worthless. It's useless if I take them back."
He had no interest in the stamp albums sold by the old man.
Lin Ran thought to himself that the blue mail was expensive and they were taking advantage of the old man, which was not in line with Lin Ran's original intention.
But he didn't forget the purpose of his visit. They were here to pick up leaks, not to do charity.
After weighing the pros and cons, it was their choice to buy all the old man's stamp albums.
Luo Yu was a little unhappy.
He doesn't care about money, he just thinks that collecting some stamps will lower his level.
But seeing Lin Ran's firm eyes, he seemed to realize something.
He said to the old man: "Sir, your stamp albums are not very valuable, but my little brother has just started collecting stamps, and your stamps are of some value to him. You set a price, and I want all these stamp albums."
The old man was older and could tell at a glance that something was fishy.
He did not agree immediately, but took Lin Ran's stamp album back and looked through it.
After looking around, I didn't find anything unusual.
Lin Ran had just stuffed the blue stamp back under the normal stamp. It overlapped perfectly and would not loosen anymore.
But the old man saw their intention to buy and showed his true nature as a businessman.
"Six stamp albums, 1000 yuan."
Seeing his open mouth, Lin Ran, who was still a little hesitant, finally made up his mind.
In business, there is no need to consider morality.
He was the one who made the mistake, so don't blame them for taking advantage.
"1000 yuan. Why don't you grab it?" Guan Yun looked at these broken photo albums. Most of the stamps on them were one-cent and two-cent.
The total added up is definitely not more than ten yuan.
They actually had to charge them 1000 yuan.
Luo Yu said: "Old sir, the value of your stamp album is not high. It costs 300 yuan. The price you ask is too high."
"It's up to you whether to buy it or not," the old man said.
"Then let's go." Lin Ran stood up, "Uncle, I just wanted to take a look. Since there is no fate, let's forget it."
The corners of Luo Yu's mouth raised slightly, finally taking advantage of Lin Ran.
He immediately stood up and prepared to leave.
When they had walked more than ten steps, the old man called them from behind.
"300 yuan is too low. 500 yuan. There is a lot of value in this set of stamps. Even if it is sold in the market, it is worth more than ten yuan. Take it for 500 yuan at a fixed price."
Luo Yu still thought it was too expensive, but now that their backs were to the stall owner, Luo Yu asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, what good thing have you chosen? Is it worth the price?"
500 yuan, in the early 80s, was equivalent to the annual income of an average family in Yunhai City.
"It's fair." Lin Ran did not explain directly.
Luo Yu glanced at Lin Ran and turned back to the stall: "500, just 500, give it all to me."
In fact, the old man could still give some price concessions, but Luo Yu didn't intend to waste time.
He really didn't care about such a small amount of money.
I just feel that the other party's asking price makes me very unhappy.
Since the counter-offer reached 500, he simply took out the money and bought it.
The six stamp albums were packed in a red plastic bag and handed over to Luo Yu.
The old man seemed very happy. He just went to the countryside and the things he took back were sold for so much money. He would definitely be proud of himself when he returned home.
Luo Yu took the photo album and asked, "Should we continue to look forward?"
"If missing one is successful, we can go back." Lin Ran said.