I'm back in 1990

Chapter 96: Your Man is a Millionaire

However, Ding Yi's words reminded Huang Xiaochuan: "Yes! Why didn't I think of buying a good camera?"

In Shanghai, you can buy almost anything as long as you have money, but Huang Xiaochuan still wanted to buy a Leica camera from West Germany.

This matter was prioritized as the top priority in my schedule, and the next day, Saturday, I only had one class in the morning.

So after class, Huang Xiaochuan rode his bike straight to Huaihai Road.

He remembered that there were several secondhand shops on Huaihai Road, and he wanted to try his luck there.

If he wanted to buy a new one, he could just go to a big department store on Nanjing Road or Huaihai Road, but he didn't like Japanese products, and besides, West German Leica was much better than those Japanese products.

In his previous life, Huang Xiaochuan owned a Leica 6 camera, which was manufactured in 1973, the same year he was born.

So Huang Xiaochuan hoped to find a 6. This camera was definitely not available in department stores because it was produced a long time ago, so he could only try his luck at secondhand stores.

Unfortunately, after spending nearly three hours visiting two secondhand stores this morning, they couldn't find this camera. They did have quite a few cameras from brands like Seagull, Huaxia, Dongfang, and Huhai, but none of them were what Huang Xiaochuan wanted.

It seems this depends on luck; there's no need to rush!

After grabbing a quick bite outside, Huang Xiaochuan rode his bike back to school.

The roommates were taking a nap after lunch when they saw Huang Xiaochuan return. Wu Duo asked him, "You disappeared after class this morning and are only now coming back. Did you go to the stamp market again?"

Huang Xiaochuan untied his bag and threw it onto his bed. He picked up the large enamel mug on the table and chugged down half a mug of water. After running around all morning, plus the slightly salty rice bowl he had for lunch, he was incredibly thirsty.

After drinking his fill of water, he finally had time to reply.

"I didn't go to the stamp market, I just strolled around the streets."

After saying that, Huang Xiaochuan climbed onto his bed, lay down, and took out the market report he had bought yesterday to look through.

Currently, all my money has been converted into stamps and stocks, with stocks making up only a small portion of it.

Huang Xiaochuan felt a headache coming on just thinking about the more than ninety boxes of Japanese pornographic films stored in Lu Gong's warehouse.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll just take a nap while I can, I have class this afternoon.

December arrived quickly, and more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Huang Xiaochuan had a very regular daily routine. Every Sunday morning, he would meet with Yu Xiang, have lunch together, and in the afternoon, he would go to the stamp market to check the market prices and buy a copy of the day's market report.

Since Yu Wei got involved with Tang Yuan, he has rarely contacted Huang Xiaochuan. This unreliable brother-in-law seriously prioritizes women over friends, so let's not talk about him anymore.

The sweater that Yu Xiang knitted by hand is already on Huang Xiaochuan's body. Wearing a sweater made with love feels different; it makes you feel warm from the inside out.

The extra yarn wasn't wasted; it was knitted into a pair of gloves, which are now on Huang Xiaochuan's hands. Of course, wearing just wool gloves in cold weather isn't enough, so Huang Xiaochuan also wore a pair of military cotton gloves over them, so his hands weren't cold at all while riding his bike.

Yesterday was the winter solstice, and today is Sunday. The biting cold wind this morning couldn't stop Huang Xiaochuan's restless heart. Meeting once a week was a must, no matter the wind, rain, or freezing weather, it wouldn't stop Huang Xiaochuan from going to the Second Military Medical University.

In just over two months, the stamps and philatelic items that the students in dormitory 222 bought have all appreciated to varying degrees. Now, the dormitory is filled with laughter every day, and everyone's paper wealth is visibly increasing.

Ding Yi's initial investment of one thousand yuan has now tripled in value.

Wu Duo was the same; those who followed Huang Xiaochuan's advice and bought low-quality miniature sheets and Japanese stamps have all increased in value by nearly three times.

On the contrary, Hao Zhidu's premium JT tickets are still lukewarm, but even so, the two hundred yuan he invested has more than doubled.

The students in dormitory 222 are currently very enthusiastic about stamps, entirely because stamps can bring them wealth.

Every Sunday afternoon, they would go to the stamp market together. The group of them are now extremely familiar with stamp types, serial numbers, what a miniature sheet, a souvenir sheet, a small sheet, and imperforate stamps are.

Besides, people have very few entertainment options these days, so the group found a common hobby: stamp collecting.

The group also pooled their money to buy a new catalog of Chinese stamps, a color print edition, which detailed images and print runs of all stamps issued since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Of course, the number of stamps issued is only a reference. For example, the 80 Year of the Monkey stamp catalog shows an issuance of 800 million stamps, but the actual issuance was more than 500 million. In addition, natural wear and tear from mailing is added, so the actual number of surviving stamps is much less.

After riding for more than forty minutes, Huang Xiaochuan arrived at Yu Xiang's dormitory building. Having been there so many times, he no longer considered himself an outsider. He put his hand to his mouth, making a megaphone shape, and shouted loudly towards the third floor, "Yu Xiang!"

After riding for more than forty minutes, Huang Xiaochuan arrived at Yu Xiang's dormitory building. Having been there so many times, he no longer considered himself an outsider. He put his hand to his mouth, making a megaphone shape, and shouted loudly towards the third floor, "Yu Xiang!"

Soon the window on the third floor opened, and Yu Xiang leaned out to look down.

She saw Huang Xiaochuan standing downstairs, smiling and waving at her.

Yu Xiang loved seeing his smiling face. From the day Huang Xiaochuan confessed his feelings to her, she knew that her originally calm heart would never be at peace again. Huang Xiaochuan's smile and voice were deeply etched in her mind and could not be forgotten.

Maybe this is love?

Especially after I helped him put on the sweater I had knitted myself, he suddenly kissed me. Why did I feel so sweet at that moment? I wanted to treat him the best in every way possible.

Yu Xiang quickly put on her coat and went downstairs. It was cold outside, and she couldn't bear to let her boyfriend freeze downstairs.

When she reached Huang Xiaochuan's side, she affectionately took his arm: "Have you been waiting long?"

Huang Xiaochuan laughed and said, "Not long ago, I just arrived a little while ago."

Have you had breakfast?

"No!"

"Let's go, let's go eat some wontons."

Eating a bowl of hot wontons on a cold day can both fill your stomach and keep you warm, and Huang Xiaochuan immediately agreed to this suggestion.

There are many snack shops near Ruijin Hospital. Yu Xiang is quite familiar with the area. She sat on the back of the bicycle, put her arm around Huang Xiaochuan's waist, and directed him to a snack shop.

"Go find a seat first, I'll go pay." Yu Xiang told Huang Xiaochuan to go and reserve a seat first. The shop was small and crowded, and if they didn't reserve a seat in advance, they would have to eat standing up.

Huang Xiaochuan shook his head speechlessly. It was always the same. Whenever the two of them went out, Yu Xiang never gave him a chance to pay the bill. "Your man is a millionaire!" he thought. "Now I'm the one who lives off her!"

I need to find a suitable time to tell her the whole story, otherwise it's not good to keep it from her.

If I were to take Yu Xiang to Lu Gong's warehouse now and point to those ninety-odd boxes of JP stamps, saying that these things are worth millions, Yu Xiang would definitely think she's crazy. Although she'd heard from Yu Wei that Yu Xiang collects stamps, her stamp collecting is completely different from stamp speculation; she has no idea about the current value of stamps.

Two seats quickly became available, and Huang Xiaochuan had barely sat down when Yu Xiang brought over a bowl of wontons.

Huang Xiaochuan quickly got up and took it, complaining, "Let me carry it. I'll go get the other bowl. You sit here and wait for me."

Yu Xiang smiled and handed a bamboo token to Huang Xiaochuan: "I bought you two pan-fried buns and a bowl of wontons. I was afraid you wouldn't have enough to eat."

Looking at this woman who was so considerate, Huang Xiaochuan would have loved to kiss her immediately if it weren't for the presence of so many people.