Time flies.

Counting the time, the admission notice should come.

Zhang Ziming and Wan Zitou did not wait passively for the postman to deliver.

In the past few days, Zhang Ziming took the initiative to go to the commune post office with his meatball head to check.

Every day, I rush to ask Uncle Yang, the postman, before he sets off.

"Uncle Yang, is there a letter from Dalinzhai Village today?"

Wan Zitou looked anxious.

Because some candidates have already received their admission notices.

This is really painful for those candidates who have not received the notification yet.

Especially in this day and age.

There are a lot of possibilities and a lot of variables.

Therefore, as long as you don't receive the admission notice for a day, you won't be able to completely relax.

Only when you get the admission notice can you feel at ease.

"Hi, Zi Ming and Yu Xin, you two are here again. There are really no letters or packages from Dalinzhai Village today. You two come to ask every day, and I remember it. Don't worry, after coming here, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible. Send it to you."

Uncle Yang is a postman about 40 years old. There are only three postmen in the whole commune, and each one is responsible for 20 villages. It is not easy.

Dalinzhai Village and Pingzi Village are both under Uncle Yang's responsibility.

Zhang Ziming held Uncle Yang's hand tightly to express his gratitude.

Before leaving, he stuffed a box of cigarettes into Uncle Yang's hand.

Uncle Yang was an honest man, so he naturally refused.

Zhang Ziming forced it on Uncle Yang, just a box of cigarettes.

For Zhang Ziming, it is not a particularly valuable item.

Even without this box of cigarettes, if Wan Zi Tou's admission notice arrives, Uncle Yang will definitely deliver it as soon as possible.

Unlike the postmen who are responsible for other villages, sometimes they use the excuse of going to other villages to deliver letters first and deliberately delay certain letters.

Zhang Ziming was still grateful to Uncle Yang.

In this era, the postman is not only an iron rice bowl position, but also extremely respected. After all, there are only a few current communication methods.

When Zhang Ziming and Wan Zitou were about to leave the post office, they noticed that Uncle Yang looked slightly sad.

"Uncle Yang, what's bothering you?"

Zhang Ziming didn't want anything to delay Uncle Yang's delivery of the letter, not just because he had to deliver the notice of meatball head recently.

Uncle Yang himself is a good person and does his job conscientiously.

And deal with them often.

After returning from rebirth, Zhang Ziming's first pot of gold was the remittance slip sent by Uncle Yang.

Although everything was planned, Zhang Ziming was still very excited when he received the remittance order. After all, it was the first pot of gold.

"Well, I'm not worried. I'm just a little busy lately."

Uncle Yang showed helplessness in his calmness.

busy?

How busy can a postman be?

Is it possible that there has been an explosion of letters recently?

It shouldn't be.

In 1980, the college entrance examination admission rate was less than 10%, and the total number of people admitted to college nationwide was only 10,000+.

Specifically speaking, if we look at Dabeihe Commune, if there are three or four people who are admitted to college, it will be considered a high-profile event.

"Uncle, there have been more letters recently?"

Zhang Ziming couldn't think of the reason for being busy.

At the door of the post office, the two lit cigarettes and chatted.

Wanzitou obediently ran to the bicycle and waited, like a good girl.

"How can there be so many letters? How much external communication can we have here?"

What Uncle Yang said is that the more backward a region is, the less foreign exchanges it has.

A place with a lot of foreign exchanges cannot be poor and backward, no matter what the method of exchange is.

"Uncle Yang, I don't understand, then what do you mean by busy?"

Can Zhang Ziming be busy?

Now he has to work in a factory, open a store, prepare for marriage, accompany his wife to prepare for the start of school, and accept Zhang Zhonghe's arrangement to help the furniture factory develop together.

They were all on their backs, and they didn’t complain that they were too busy.

After blowing out a puff of green smoke, Uncle Yang said slowly:

"Ziming, you don't know, our postmen also have distribution tasks."

"I haven't completed the stamp task assigned to me at the beginning of the year."

"I have saved some personal money in the past few months, so I thought about buying it myself and completing the task first."

"To be honest, I don't even want to open this box of cigarettes you gave me."

Zhang Ziming understood. Uncle Yang was not a good talker, so he was thankful that he could complete half of the task.

what.

Suddenly, Zhang Ziming was inspired.

stamp?

It is now 1980. Could it be that the task that Uncle Yang failed to complete is the "monkey vote" that will be celebrated all the way by future generations?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziming looked excited.

Zhang Ziming knows a little about the value of "monkey tickets".

The "Monkey Ticket" released in 1980 was inconspicuous at first and even failed to sell well.

Many post office employees suffer from self-digestion.

But when the "Xinyou Year Chicken Tickets" were released the next year, many stamp collectors suddenly realized.

It turns out that the Postal Service is planning to issue a complete set of stamps with twelve zodiac signs. If a complete set of twelve zodiac signs is collected, what kind of collection value will it be?

Unfortunately, after losing the opportunity, I discovered that the "monkey tickets" issued at that time were actually hard to get.

This set of stamps combines the efforts of several masters and has very high appreciation and collection value.

Zhang Ziming suppressed his excitement and asked tentatively:

"Uncle Yang, can you show me the stamps? I usually write a lot of letters. How about I help you solve it?"

Uncle Yang was naturally happy if someone helped solve the task.

"Ziming, I know you have good intentions, but there are too many. Even if you write a letter a day, it will take three or four years to use it up. Buy it now when you use it."

Uncle Yang knew how the other two postmen dealt with it. They just forced the recipient to buy when delivering the letter.

But Uncle Yang can't do such a thing. If someone needs it and happens to buy it, that's the best thing;

If the recipient doesn't need it, Uncle Yang will never forcefully buy or sell it under the letter.

While speaking, he also took out the mission stamp.

"Monkey Ticket".

It is indeed a "monkey ticket".

Zhang Ziming could not hide his excitement.

"Uncle Yang, how many stamps do you have in your hand?"

"There will be ten more editions."

Uncle Yang still knows how much is left and counts it every day.

"Uncle Yang, give it all to me, I want it all."

Zhang Ziming did not hesitate and planned to accept it all.

"What? You want it all?" Uncle Yang couldn't believe it. Even if he was rich, he couldn't build it like this, right?

At this time, there were 80 stamps in each edition, and each stamp cost 8 cents. Therefore, the price of one edition was 6.4 yuan, and ten editions were 64 yuan.

What is the concept of 64 yuan?A red brick only costs 3 cents. This 64 yuan can buy 2133 red bricks.

"Yeah, I want them all."

Of course I will download them all, and if I can draw a few more pages, that won’t be too much.

"No." Uncle Yang rejected it flatly.

"What's wrong, Uncle Yang, why can't it work?" Zhang Ziming looked incredulous. Wouldn't it be better if he could help you solve the task?

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