Chapter 1184 [1184] I really like this stamp. Can you sell it to me?
When the manager of the pawnshop saw Ye Feng and the other person coming in, he immediately left the woman and went to greet them.

"Do you want to pawn or redeem your items?" The manager's eyes moved between the two men, as if he was guessing their wealth.

A pawn shop like this, in addition to pawning items, also sells some expired items that no one has redeemed, making it half an antique shop.

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

As he spoke, he pretended to casually pick up an antique from the shelf and began to admire it.

Seeing this, the manager had no choice but to walk back to the woman and ask, "Ms. Oda, what do you want to pawn this time?"

Ye Feng was always paying attention to the developments over there. From the manager's words, he could tell that this was not the first time this woman had come to pawn something.

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 wrapped it in six or seven layers.

When the last layer was opened, there was an exquisite small wooden box inside. The wooden box was made of golden nanmu wood, and the carvings on it were very delicate. It was obviously made by top craftsmen.

However, looking at the carvings on the wooden box, it is not the craftsmanship of the island country, but rather seems to be the work of Chinese craftsmen.

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

The stamp has a red background and has the words "Qing Dynasty Post Office" and "One Yuan" 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 long piece of information appeared in his mind.

"A one-yuan stamp from the Qing Dynasty, authenticated as authentic. The red stamp is not stamped with the original stamp. It was commissioned by the Qing Dynasty Customs in 1896 to be printed by the Eagle Country Fog City Huade Road Company. Only 50 stamps were printed, and only 32 are left in the world now... System valuation: 500 million Chinese yuan!"

When he saw this message, he was somewhat surprised.

It’s not because of the value of the stamp. With his current vision, let alone a stamp worth five million, even if it was worth fifty million, it would not make him much of a fuss.

He was just surprised that such a precious Chinese stamp could have fallen into the hands of a woman from an island country.
Unlike his surprise, the manager immediately showed disappointment after seeing the stamp, "Ms. Oda, the value of what you brought this time is far less than before."

When Miss Oda heard this, her pale face suddenly turned red. "I have pawned almost all the valuable things in my house. This stamp is the only thing left. Please give me a price."

The manager put down the stamp with a lack of interest. "We Japanese don't have much enthusiasm for these antiques. Besides, it's a Chinese stamp, so there's even less market for it. I really can't give you a price. Otherwise, why don't you go ask somewhere else?"

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

"Please give me a price. I only trust you now..."

Manager Ishigaki leaned back in his chair, picked up the tea and took a sip, then put it down after a long time. "If it were someone else, I would definitely not accept it, but Ms. Oda and I are old friends, so just consider it as helping you." Ms. Oda immediately smiled and thanked him repeatedly, as if she had gotten a great deal.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes as he watched from the side. This Manager Ishigaki really knows how to do business. People originally came to give him money, but after a few words from him, they ended up owing him a favor.

Ishigaki picked up the stamp again and looked at it, thinking for a moment, "I can only give you 5 million island currency for this stamp, and the deposit period is still one month. If you don't come to redeem it after one month, I will deal with it myself."

Five million island currencies are equivalent to about 270,000 Chinese currencies.

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 yuan.

But he already knew the true value of the stamp, and that put him in a different frame of mind.

Either Ishigaki didn't see the true value of this stamp, or he is just too unscrupulous.

Ms. Oda was somewhat disappointed when she heard the offer. "Manager Ishigaki, can't you give us a little more? This price..."

Ishigaki spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Oda. I've already taken a big risk by giving you this price. Maybe the Chinese will be interested in this kind of thing. Why don't you go find them?"

Seeing his firm attitude, Ms. Oda fell silent for a moment, and spoke again after a long while, "I don't trust the Chinese, I only trust you."

"Since you said it's only worth this much, then it's worth this much."

Ishigaki then smiled happily, "Then I'll have someone issue a receipt, still 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 its original owner."

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

Manager Ishigaki smiled and didn't respond, and was about to go and issue the invoice.

Ye Feng suddenly asked, "Wait a minute, can you let me see this stamp?"

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

Ye Feng walked over under the puzzled gazes of the three people, "I am Chinese, and I like to collect stamps. Can I take a look?"

Miss Oda was suddenly embarrassed. She had just said that she didn't trust the Chinese, but she didn't expect there was a Chinese standing next to her. Isn't this like pointing at a monk and calling him bald?

Although Manager Ishigaki was very dissatisfied with this Chinese who jumped out to intercept, he couldn't say anything in front of Ms. Oda, so he had to put down the stamp reluctantly and said, "Look."

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

Ms. Oda's eyes suddenly lit up, "How much can you offer?"

(End of this chapter)