National Tide 1980.

Chapter 699 The First Generation

On September 1984, 9, the weather was not very hot.

Since the autumnal equinox passed five days ago, it has been cooler every day.

The highest temperature on this day is about 27 degrees.

Compared with the first 30 degrees, it is certainly very pleasant, but it is not so interesting.

It should be said that after the summer, there is still a little bit of warmth.

However, the stamp market outside the Heping Gate did not feel the change of the weather at all. It was still in full swing, and it was so lively that it was about to explode.

In fact, since the beginning of this year, since the sale of zodiac tickets for the Year of the Rat began, the Beijing postal market has been driven by zodiac tickets.

Subsequently, the country successively issued many good stamps, all of which were fully recognized by philatelists.

Especially for the release of the two stamps and souvenir sheets of "Lady's Picture" in March and "The 3rd Olympic Games" at the end of July, people queued up to buy them even more frantically.

As a result, this year's stamp market, after three new stamp issuances led to a sudden increase in the market, the entire stamp market has become a big iron pot with a raging fire underneath.

All varieties, including souvenir sheets, old specials, commemorative postage covers, and low-end stamps, have experienced a sharp rise in prices.

You only need to look at the road in front of the Hepingmen Philatelic Headquarters to know that the ever-increasing wave of postage speculation has made the originally broad street supersaturated.

The sidewalks can no longer accommodate those who seem to be trading stamps, and many people have gone to the curb to discuss prices.

So there are often dangers here, such as people standing outside the sidewalk turning around and almost being scratched by a speeding bicycle.

Or a cyclist passing by, trying to avoid these people, was almost hit by a car.

How to describe it?
For example, it's like a can of luncheon meat that was stuffed too tightly burst open, and a ring of meat sauce overflowed around the iron lid of the can.

The characters gathered here are even more varied.

For example, under a tree at the gate of the philatelic company.

An old man was protesting loudly that his long-term fixed position here had been forcibly taken.

Although the old man was wearing a white round neck vest, he looked like an old master before liberation.

He is earnest, excited, but without losing basic courtesy.

Continue to tell the reason why the booth belongs to you word by word, even though no one cares.

Occupying the old man's booth was a sleazy fat man, probably a stamp dealer.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he ignored the old man at all.

He only cares about soliciting his own business, and concentrates on attracting passers-by to see his stamps, or yelling for the stamps he wants.

As long as someone stops for a while, he will enthusiastically talk about it, and then bargain.

"Can I make you suffer? I've been here all year round, so I definitely can't make a one-shot deal..."

This sentence is basically his mantra, credit guarantee.

A little further back, there is a very interesting guy in his 30s.

He wears the uniform of the railway system and specializes in selling pre-liberation envelopes.

Those envelopes were all very original, and the powerful calligraphy either read "From the President of XXX of the Beiping Military Reflection Branch" or "From the Director of XXX of the Peiping Garrison Command".

Because of the deep knowledge of these envelopes, he summed up a loud slogan to attract customers.

"Do you want the national army or the puppet army?"

The crowd was constantly surging, and he shouted repeatedly like this.

But because Zodiac tickets and Xinyou are too hot recently, he had to add some fashionable varieties.

So his yelling sounded even more interesting. "National Army! Puppet Army! Rats! Ladies!"

Of course, liars are indispensable in this kind of place where fish and dragons are mixed.

A thin man wearing glasses claimed to be the editor of Mou Publishing House. He had a gloomy face and a mysterious expression, and he never had a fixed booth.

He sells a miniature sheet of "The Great Wall" with embossed characters. This miniature sheet was issued in 1979, and the pattern is the Great Wall stretching in the mountains.

At that time, to commemorate the opening of the 31st International Stamp Exposition, a part of "The Great Wall" was added with hot stamping.

Therefore, this mini-sheet is divided into two types with or without words, and the words with words are of course much more expensive.

This "editor" obviously has some skills.

He printed the "Great Wall of China" with no words on it with the words "Riccione's 31st International Stamp Exposition - 1979" in gold stamps, so the stamps that should have sold for four yuan were sold for 12 yuan.

"Editor" business is good.

This small deception is not easy to see through in this day and age.

Unless Ning Weimin, who is more advanced than him, comes to the market and happens to see him, it is possible to expose him.

Of course, even if someone was cheated into buying it for 12 yuan, he would be relieved after many years.

It's nothing more than earning more and earning less.

Stamps are so wonderful, such fake stamps are more valuable than fake antiques.

There are also some people who seem to be substitute players, eager to try to show their skills on the green field.

Among them was a half-year-old boy who was thirteen or fourteen, and it looked like he was skipping class to join in the fun.

But the gesture he made was as experienced as a postman who has been in the society for many years.

He took out a book from the schoolbag he was carrying and shook it in the air, yelling in a rough voice that didn't match his age.

"Who wants Sister Lin? Who wants Sister Lin?"

Some people came to ask out of curiosity, what he sold were some miniature sheets of "A Dream of Red Mansions" issued in 1981, and several sets of stamps of "The Twelve Beauties of Jinling" issued at the same time.

The grown-ups scolded him on purpose when they heard his yelling absurdly.

"You came out to sell sister Lin at a young age, what do you know?"

The half-sized boy rolled his dark eyes, revealing a white part of Ruoda, and replied.

"What do I not understand? The times are different, and now children understand everything!"

When a stamp dealer wanted to take advantage of it and came to do business with him, he quickly opened the book and took out a souvenir sheet or stamps.

But the price didn't make much difference. The kid insisted that he had already done the investigation.

The stamp dealer didn't give up, so he deliberately asked him where did the stamps come from?Did you steal it from home?

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "My classmates and I took it up. Do you want it? Don't take advantage of it. I have already left you a profit, and you don't even bother to pick up the free money, so let's just let it go. "

Then he turned his head and continued to introduce others who passed by.

"Everyone take a look, take a look, my product is definitely the lowest price in the entire market. My miniature sheet is called 'Shuangyu Reading Music', the male is Jia Baoyu, and the female is Lin Daiyu. They are reading "The Romance of the West Chamber" among the peach blossoms. ", it was considered a pornographic book at the time. "The Twelve Beauties of Jinling" has more famous stamps. Daiyu buried flowers, Baochai fluttered butterflies, Keqing Chunxian, Miaoyu served tea..."

This can't help but surprise a passerby.

"Hey, this kid is terrible. If you study hard, you will be promising in the future! Don't miss class, go to school quickly."

Unexpectedly, the child firmly despised it.

"What's the use of studying? My dad's monthly salary, why not come here three times..."

At this time, the stamp dealer also discovered that the book with the stamps was just the first volume of "A Dream of Red Mansions", and he knew that the child did this on purpose.

As soon as he wanted to accept a little brother, he began to pay with a smile, and kept talking to the child.

There are also some people who are doing big business, and these people are often in small groups.

And they put up signs as soon as they arrived at the mail market.

That's basically what's written above.

"Purchase a large number of zodiac stamps, 80 yuan per stamp for rat stamps. Interview for other varieties."

Or "purchase all kinds of old specials, souvenir sheets, and postage sheets. The larger the quantity, the better the price."

In fact, some people are not locals, but speak the accent of Jinmen.

These people are still relatively smart, they only eat the price difference between the capital and Jinmen.

This is the biggest change in Beijing Post City compared with previous years.

The rising market day by day has already spawned the first generation of large households with relatively abundant funds in the postal market.

It also attracted a lot of funds from other channels to snowball here, which can be called the first generation of hot money.

This is the status quo of the stamp market in Beijing.

But no matter what, these big households are also superficial, and they are a dish that can be eaten in the mouth.

Because people in this era generally don't have the consciousness of being a manor.

Big households are nothing more than having a bigger plate, or hitchhiking, obsessed with the happiness between buying and selling.

Only Ning Weimin and his lurking group can be called the real man-eating crocodiles in this market.

Ning Weimin and the others have achieved remarkable results in joint operations.

Basically, the number of zodiac tickets in circulation in the north is controlled, and the supply of goods is also prepared.

They don't have to bask in the sun every day, but they also keep their jobs and keep their duties.

Although it cannot be said that from the beginning of the year to the present, there has been no twists and turns in getting along with each other.

After all, the market has skyrocketed several times, and every time this small group sees the price soaring, there are always some people who can't bear it and want to sell.

But fortunately Ning Weimin had something to say first.

He has full control over the decision-making power, and he has already vaccinated everyone against the problem of blind buying and selling.

Moreover, his design of the system is relatively perfect, and everyone must advance and retreat together.

It is impossible to take out the stamps and funds that everyone hoarded together for private transactions without the permission of others.

So when the facts proved that Ning Weimin's policy of sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai was the best choice, no one was unconvinced.

Now they are together, besides entertaining each other, drinking tea and chatting.

It's just exchanging brotherly loyalty to each other, and endless rhetoric, and the harmony can't be more harmonious.

At the beginning of this month, most of these executives attended the thank-you banquet in the banquet hall of Beishen Kitchen in Tangong.

Some people even rushed over to help ahead of other important matters.

For this reason, Dang suddenly received a notice from Ning Weimin through Luo Guangliang and Xiaotao, asking everyone to come to Xuanwumen Hotel 606 for a meeting.

These senior executives from Pilkardon even came here even if they asked for leave.

Even after the meeting, Ning Weimin unexpectedly made it clear what he wanted to do. To everyone's surprise, he decided to start selling zodiac tickets in advance.

None of these people were surprised.

Everyone thinks, considers, and asks their own questions as seriously as in a company meeting.

It has to be said that this investment group is already somewhat formal.

(End of this chapter)