When the manager of the **** shop saw Ye Feng and the two of them coming in, he immediately left the woman behind and came up to him.

"Are you two going to **** or redeem?" The manager's eyes circled around the two of them, as if guessing their net worth.

A **** shop like this, in addition to pawning things, also sells some expired things that no one can redeem. It can be regarded as half an antique shop.

Ye Feng waved his hand casually, "We just take a look."

As he said that, he pretended to casually pick up the antiques on the shelf and start admiring them.

Seeing this, the manager had no choice but to walk back to the woman, "Miss Oda, what do you want to **** this time?"

Ye Feng was always paying attention to the movements over there. From what the manager said, it could be heard that this was not the first time this woman came to **** things.

That Miss Oda glanced at Ye Feng warily, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the cloth bag in her hand, "This time it's a stamp."

The manager took the cloth bag and opened it layer by layer.

It can be seen that this woman attaches great importance to this stamp and has covered it six or seven layers.

When the last layer is opened, there is an exquisite small wooden box inside. The wooden box is made of golden nanmu, and the carvings on it are very delicate. It can be seen that it is made by top craftsmen.

But looking at the carvings on the wooden box, it is not the craftsmanship of the island country, but it seems to be made by the craftsmen of the Hua country.

The manager opened the box calmly, and saw a stamp inside.

The background color of that stamp is red, and the words "Daqing Post" and "Dang Yiyuan" are written in Chinese characters on it.

The moment the manager opened the box, Ye Feng had already started a deep scan of the system, and then a large piece of information appeared in his mind.

"The one-yuan stamp of the Qing Dynasty was identified as genuine. The red stamp was not stamped with the original stamp. It was printed by the Qing Dynasty Customs in 1896, entrusted by the Huade Road Company in the Foggy City of Yingguo. Only 50 stamps were printed. Currently, there are only 32 stamps left in the world. ...system valuation: 5 million Chinese currency!"

When he saw this piece of information, he was somewhat surprised.

It's not because of the value of this stamp. With his current vision, let alone a stamp worth 5 million, even if it's worth 50 million, it won't make him much trouble.

He was just surprised, how could such a precious postage stamp from Hua country fall into the hands of an island country woman?

Contrary to his surprise, after seeing the stamp, the manager immediately showed a look of disappointment on his face, "Miss Oda, what you brought this time is far less valuable than before."

When that Miss Oda heard this, her pale face flushed immediately, "All the valuables at home have been pawned, and this is the only postage stamp left, please give me a price."

The manager put down the stamps with little interest, "We islanders don't have much enthusiasm for these antiques, and it's still a Huaguo stamp, so there is no market for it. I really can't make a price for you. Otherwise , would you like to ask elsewhere?"

When Ms. Oda heard that he would not accept it, she immediately showed a pleading look, "Manager Ishigaki, please help me, I really need a sum of money now."

"How much do you make an offer, I only trust you now..."

Manager Ishigaki leaned back on the chair, took a sip of the tea, and put it down after a long time, "If it was someone else, I definitely wouldn't accept it, but Miss Oda and I are old friends, so let's treat it as a favor for you." Let's do it."

That Oda-san immediately beamed with joy and thanked her repeatedly, as if she had taken advantage of it.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes as he watched from the side, this manager Ishigaki really knows how to do business, he was here to give him money, but he had to owe him a favor after saying a few words.

Ishigaki picked up the stamp again and looked at it, thinking for a moment, "I can only give you five million island national currency for this stamp, and the deposit period is still one month. If you don't come to redeem it after one month, then I will deal with it myself." It's gone."

Five million island national currency is equivalent to about 270,000 Chinese national currency.

If Ye Feng didn't know the true value of this stamp, he might be surprised. After all, it is very rare for a stamp to be worth more than 200,000 Chinese currency.

But he already knew the true value of this stamp, that was another state of mind.

Either this Ishigaki didn't see the true value of the stamp, or he was too black-hearted.

Ms. Oda was somewhat disappointed when she heard the offer, "Manager Ishigaki, can't you ask for more? This price..."

Ishigaki spread his hands, "I'm sorry, Ms. Oda, I've already taken a lot of risks for you at this price. Perhaps the people of China will be interested in this kind of thing, why don't you go find them?"

Seeing his resolute attitude, Ms. Oda fell silent for a long time before speaking again, "I don't trust Chinese people, I only trust you."

"Since you said it was only worth so much, then so much."

Only then did Ishigaki smile happily, "Then I'll ask someone to issue a receipt. According to the previous rules, as long as you can collect enough money within a month, I guarantee that the property will be returned to the original owner."

Ms. Oda smiled wryly, "You know my situation, how can I redeem it?"

Manager Ishigaki smiled and said nothing, and was about to issue a receipt.

Ye Feng suddenly said, "Wait a minute, can I have a look at this stamp?"

Manager Ishigaki and Miss Oda looked over suspiciously, including Shen Baitian who also showed a puzzled look, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ye Feng walked over under the puzzled eyes of the three people, "I am from Huaguo, and I also like to collect stamps, can you let me have a look?"

That Ms. Oda was a little embarrassed. She just said that she didn't believe in Chinese people, but she didn't expect a Chinese person to stand next to her. Wasn't she pointing at the monk and scolding the bald man?

Although Manager Ishigaki was very dissatisfied with this Chinese man who jumped out to cut off his beard, he couldn't say anything in front of Ms. Oda, so he reluctantly put down the stamp, "Look."

Ye Feng picked it up, looked at it pretendingly, and then nodded, "I like this stamp very much, can you sell it to me?"

Ms. Oda's eyes lit up immediately, "How much... can you pay?"