Buy stamps and get on the train

This was Zhao Dongchuan's first time 'finding a treasure'!

Actually, the greater the value of the 'treasure', the happier one feels. Besides the financial income it brings, a significant part of the joy comes from the sense of accomplishment. Discovering something others couldn't understand, thanks to one's 'discerning eye', that feeling is the greatest pleasure of finding a treasure.

Zhao Dongchuan, very interested, flipped through the other stamps, but unfortunately, he didn't recognize any of them.

He had no interest in these things in his previous life, so he naturally hadn't researched them and couldn't judge the value of the other stamps.

Only things like "the whole country is red", which made the news, would he know about.

"These things of yours are good, I like them very much. These stamps will probably be collected by people in the future. Are you sure you want to give them all to me?" Zhao Dongchuan said to Wang Manyin with a slight smile.

"You helped me so much last time. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many more days I would have suffered. If you like them, they're yours!" Wang Manyin said with a carefree laugh.

Zhao Dongchuan naturally wouldn't take his things for free, so he said, "How about this, I'll buy everything in your package, including those stamps. You should take the money and go home!"

With that, he pulled out five 'Great Unity' bills from his pocket and handed them to Wang Manyin.

Originally, Zhao Dongchuan had intended to give 100 yuan, but he was a little uneasy about this 'good-for-nothing'!

He was afraid he would take the money, wander around aimlessly, and squander it!

So Zhao Dongchuan planned to give Sun Lanhua another 50 yuan when he returned to Shuangshui Village.

Wang Manyin looked at the 'Great Unity' bills Zhao Dongchuan handed him, a little at a loss.

"This much? It's too much. These things of mine are worth at most ten yuan. I don't want it!"

"Take it. These stamps aren't worth much now, but that might not be the case in the future. Take them!"

Zhao Dongchuan shook the money in his hand again, signaling Wang Manyin to take it.

Wang Manyin reached out his slightly trembling hand and took the 'Great Unity' bills from Zhao Dongchuan, saying, "Thank you! Thank you!"

"No need to thank me, you deserve it!" Zhao Dongchuan said, waving his hand.

He hadn't seen Wang Manyin get rich from stamps in the original novel, so he probably let Mao Dan and Gou Dan use them as drawing paper and ruined them.

He had, in a way, rescued a historically significant treasure for the stamp collecting world.

Zhao Dongchuan took the package from Wang Manyin's hand and slung it over his shoulder.

He still needed to find an opportunity to put it back into his space; for now, he could only carry it.

"Hurry back to Shuangshui Village, don't wander around outside. Don't spend this money carelessly; take it home and buy some new clothes for Lanhua, Mao Dan, and Gou Dan, and get some New Year's goods!

Remember, if I hear from Sister Lan Hua that you've spent it recklessly, I'll tell Shaoan to give you a beating!"

Zhao Dongchuan didn't care if Wang Manyin would listen; he had at least tried his best to instruct him.

He hoped Wang Manyin would listen at least a little.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll definitely buy good things for Lanhua and them! You can rest assured!"

Wang Manyin smiled broadly, constantly assuring him.

.......

Choo-choo-choo!!!

The train's whistle sounded!

Zhao Dongchuan, with his satchel, walked towards the platform with the crowd.

Wang Manyin's package had already been put into his storage ring space when he found an opportunity to use the restroom.

Wang Manyin was also gone, he didn't know if he had rushed back overnight or gone to stay with his cronies.

He didn't care, and couldn't care.

This 'prodigal son' good-for-nothing, who knows when he would awaken!

Zhao Dongchuan walked to the platform and, according to the carriage number on his train ticket, found the corresponding platform spot.

At this time, there were already a few middle-aged men who looked like cadres, waiting for the train to arrive.

Seeing Zhao Dongchuan's somewhat casual attire, which didn't quite look like a cadre, they couldn't help but look at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Of course, they only grumbled a sentence or two internally and had no intention of asking nosy questions.

Who knew which family's child this was; anyone capable of buying a ticket would have a prominent family background.

As cadres, they all possessed that much discretion.

Zhao Dongchuan also had a calm expression; he didn't care what others thought.

He just wanted to take the train home and see his family.

Soon, the train arrived and stopped at the platform.

Zhao Dongchuan queued up and boarded the train amidst the enthusiastic greetings of the conductor.

The sleeper car had fewer people, and everyone was relatively quiet. After getting on, everyone found their bunks, put away their luggage, and began to rest.

It was already evening, and no one had the desire to communicate; everyone just silently took off their outer clothes and got into bed. It was deep winter, and there was no heating on the train, so hiding under the covers was the best way to keep warm.

Zhao Dongchuan was quite lucky; he had bought a lower bunk ticket.

He placed his satchel at the head of the bed, then took off his outer clothes, draped them over the quilt, and got into bed.

As everyone lay down in their beds, the already quiet sleeper car immediately became even more silent.

Zhao Dongchuan closed his eyes and secretly began to cultivate the Qi Refining Introduction.

Soon, he entered a state, wandering in a profound mystery.

.......

Thus, Zhao Dongchuan spent his first night on the train.

"This train still has to travel another day and night to reach the capital! It's really slow! I wonder when I'll be able to ride a high-speed rail!"

He muttered to himself while reading a book.

"Comrade, would you like to go to the dining car together?"

A man in a Zhongshan suit, looking about thirty years old, seeing him quietly reading a book alone, started a conversation.

Zhao Dongchuan, seeing someone strike up a conversation with him, politely replied, "I'm not hungry yet, so I won't go. You go ahead, old brother!"

"Oh, hehe, Comrade, you're quite serious about your reading!"

"What book are you reading?"

The man asked curiously.

"I'm reading the selected works of mao zedong!" Zhao Dongchuan showed the cover to the man, then continued reading.

"Good Comrade, this book is an excellent book, but many people just buy it to keep at home or hold it to show off; very few can actually read it thoroughly. You're so young and quite patient!"

The man praised Zhao Dongchuan with a laugh.

Afterward, the two exchanged a few pleasantries and chatted for a while. Zhao Dongchuan was unsure of the man's identity, so he only talked about harmless, everyday matters. Most of the time, he was listening.

"Hahaha, from your conversation, it seems you have a good understanding of literature?" The man asked with a smile.

"No, I've just read more books!"

"Hehe, very good. I'm going to the dining car, do you want to come along?"

"Sure, after chatting for so long, I'm hungry too. Let's go together, old brother!" Zhao Dongchuan said with a smile, putting away his book.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Zhao Dongchuan also wanted to go to the dining car, the man walked with Zhao Dongchuan to the dining car.

Soon, they arrived at the dining car. There weren't many people at this time; many in the hard-seat carriages brought their own dry food to eat on the way, and only occasionally would cadres from the hard-sleeper come over.

Most of those who came to the dining car to eat at this time were foreign friends or high-ranking officials in the soft-sleeper.