Chapter 208 The clever guy sells tickets

Two days later, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei picked up Guo Yudao at the train station.

He came with his wife, and when they met again after two years, Guo Yudao's face was sallow with a hint of grayness.

"Lao Guo!"

If we look purely at close relationships, among the four people in the dormitory at the Institute of Literature, Lin Weimin and Guo Yudao did not have the best relationship.

But when he saw Guo Yudao again after not seeing each other for two years, Lin Weimin couldn't help but feel a bit of joy at seeing an old friend again.

He waved his hand, with a smile on his face that looked like a reunion after a long absence, but when he saw Guo Yudao's face, he realized that this didn't seem good and restrained his expression.

"For the people! Xiaowei!"

"Lao Guo!"

Several classmates hugged each other and patted each other on the back.

Guo Yudao laughed first: "It's been such a long time!"

Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei said, "That's right, I'm looking forward to you coming to Yanjing!"

After exchanging pleasantries at the exit, a few people exited the station.

The car was ordered by Lin Weimin. It was a small Toyota and cost 80 cents per kilometer.

Xiao Toyota directly dragged several people to Xiehe, and Lin Weimin found Yu Junli, Meng Weizai's daughter-in-law.

Lin Weimin helped her daughter buy a piano before, and she was particularly enthusiastic when meeting Lin Weimin this time.

"Sister-in-law, I really want to trouble you this time." Lin Weimin said.

"We are all our own people, so why are we so polite? It was thanks to you that Yanni bought the piano last time!"

Yu Junli didn't behave like a doctor in dealing with people, but rather like a person working in the government. Lin Weimin guessed that this might be related to the work of his husband, Meng Weizai's son.

In future generations, the resources that this couple can leverage in this society are by no means comparable to ordinary people, but at this time in 1982, the couple actually asked to go to Lin Weimin to buy a piano for their daughter, which is enough to show that

At this time, everyone is still doing their job.

The hospital in his hometown highly suspected that Guo Yudao's liver might be cancerous, but due to its limited capabilities, it did not dare to make a diagnosis. Guo Yudao and his wife could only come to Yanjing for examination.

The examination would take several days, so Yu Junli temporarily arranged for Guo Yudao to be hospitalized, and also helped make an appointment with Professor Ou Yuanmin, who was an expert in oncology at the Union Medical College.

When Jun Li left, Guo Yudao's wife and Lin Weimin came out to see Yu Junli off. Guo Yudao's wife kept saying words of thanks to Lin Weimin outside the ward.

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and Lin Weimin comforted him: "Sister-in-law, don't be so discouraged first. Maybe it was a misdiagnosis?"

Guo Yudao's wife shook her head and said: "Who doesn't hope it is a misdiagnosis? But I have been with Lao Guo for so many years, and I know his temperament very well. Unless the pain is so unbearable, he will never go to the hospital.

Look at his face now, he has lost almost 20 pounds in this month. It’s not cancer, is it possible?”

Lin Weimin's heart was heavy. What Lao Guo's wife said was right. Even a layman like him could see the problem with Lao Guo.

The hospital only allowed them to come to Yanjing for follow-up examination just to be on the safe side. It would be best if they were really diagnosed with cancer and stay in Yanjing for treatment.

"Sister-in-law, you have to be strong. Lao Guo's examination hasn't been done yet. What if the result is good? Besides, even if the result is not so ideal, it still needs to be treated. You can't give up so easily."

Guo Yudao's wife wiped her tears and nodded: "That's for sure. Lao Guo is the backbone of the family, he is the god of our family."

After comforting Guo Yudao for a few more words, the two returned to the room.

Guo Yudao and Qu Xiaowei were chatting happily, but according to Lin Weimin's observation, Guo Yudao seemed to be forcing a smile.

Lin Weimin went out to buy some daily necessities for Guo Yudao and his wife. Because he had a large number of foreign exchange certificates in his hands, Lin Weimin now had no shortage of all kinds of bills. There was no shortage of foreign exchange certificates for any bills. What bills he needed could be exchanged for foreign exchange certificates.

A little is enough.

Then they arranged Guo Yudao's wife to the guest house closest to the hospital. Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei's mission was successfully completed.

Before leaving, Guo Yudao took Lin Weimin's hand and said, "Weimin, Xiaowei, thank you both."

Lin Weimin's expression was relaxed, "Lao Guo, when did you become so polite? Aren't Xiaowei and I in Yanjing? If we were in other places, we would be out of reach. You, just stay in the hospital for examination and wait for your illness.

Okay, when will Xiaowei and I go to Xining to have fun, why don't you entertain us both with good food and drinks?"

A smile appeared on Guo Yudao's face, "Absolutely. Then I will let you eat enough beef and mutton, and drink highland barley wine until you can't get out of bed."

Lin Weimin smiled and nodded, "Then it's settled. Xiaowei and I are leaving now, and I'll see you again in two days."

After coming out of the hospital, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei heaved a long sigh. They were laymen in medicine, but they still had good observation skills.

Lao Guo was really confused this time.

Qu Xiaowei thought inexplicably that when he was at the Institute of Literary Studies, Lin Weimin seemed to have reminded Guo Yudao to go to the hospital for a check-up more than once.

His eyes looked at Lin Weimin, "Weimin, are you really good at reading faces?"

"What do you mean?"

"Wang Shuo told me."

"Then do you believe what Thief Sun said? Have you two met recently?"

"I had a meal at his restaurant a few days ago."

"Isn't his restaurant famous yet?"

Qu Xiaowei gloated: "It's almost time. I'm preparing to sell my property. When I went there, I started moving tables."

He added: "Wang Shuo said, you said that his electronic watch business may not be able to continue."

Lin Weimin said: "Do you know what the policy trend is? You bunch of uneducated people should read more newspapers and magazines and avoid getting into bed with your wife."

Qu Xiaowei scolded: "You kid, you haven't even thought about it yet!"

"Okay, no more talking, I have to go back to work."

Lin Weimin got on his motorcycle and left, leaving Qu Xiaowei looking at his back. He suddenly thought of the time when he first entered the Literary Research Institute, when he took Lin Weimin to Yanjing to draw the Geng Shen Monkey Ticket.

When Lin Weimin handed him the monkey ticket, he had a confused expression on his face.

Qu Xiaowei rode his bicycle home and rummaged through his belongings, and finally found two unused monkey tickets. He rode his bicycle to the unit again.

"Old Liu! Old Liu!" Qu Xiaowei called a middle-aged colleague out of the office.

"What's the matter?" Lao Liu asked Qu Xiaowei as he left the office.

Qu Xiaowei pulled him aside and asked, "Don't you collect stamps?"

"Yes." When Liu was middle-aged, his hobby was collecting stamps.

Qu Xiaowei took out the two monkey tickets from his pocket and asked, "Is anyone collecting these Gengshen monkey tickets now?"

When Qu Xiaowei took out the monkey ticket, Lao Liu's eyes lit up, "Hey, where did you come from? It's not easy to buy monkey tickets now."

"I bought it when I was writing a letter before, but I didn't use it up." Qu Xiaowei mentioned casually.

Old Liu happily looked at the monkey tickets for a long time, and then handed them back to Qu Xiaowei, saying with a bit of regret in his tone: "It's a pity that there are only two..."

Seeing that he was not talking about the topic, Qu Xiaowei asked: "Does anyone collect this thing now? Is it valuable?"

"Of course someone has collected it. Do you want to sell it?"

Qu Xiaowei saw his expression and said warily: "You want to buy it?"

Old Liu smiled and asked: "Two yuan a piece, do you want to sell it?"

"Not for sale."

The face value of a monkey ticket is eight cents. When Old Liu came up, he offered two yuan. Qu Xiaowei was surprised, but he also knew that Old Liu dared to offer such a high price right away. The price of this monkey ticket

The value cannot be lowered, so I reject it categorically.

"You guys are really smarter than monkeys." Seeing that he didn't get a bargain, Old Liu said truthfully: "The monkey tickets are rising rapidly now. They are basically three yuan each on the market. If they are full pages, they will be even more expensive.

.”

Three dollars?

Qu Xiaowei was a little shocked. From the face value of eight cents to three yuan, this was an increase of nearly forty times?

Qu Xiaowei immediately thought that Lin Weimin had bought several editions and more than a hundred scattered monkey tickets. Each one cost three yuan. Counting so many monkey tickets, it must be at least fifteen hundred yuan, right?

After counting this, he couldn't help but be surprised. It was higher than he had worked for two years.

In this era, ordinary people in China have no access to financial products such as futures, stocks, and funds. The monkey ticket that has increased nearly forty times in two years is enough to shock them.

Damn, this guy is really lucky.

Qu Xiaowei thought this in his mind, and felt that something was wrong. What kind of bullshit luck was there? This guy definitely knew in advance that the price of monkey tickets would increase.

"Hey, Lao Liu, is it worth it for you to spend such an expensive price on this thing?"

Old Liu looked like a kid who has never seen the world.

"As long as someone collects stamps, there is no loss in this thing. If you don't collect stamps, you don't know that when the monkey stamps came out, not many people were optimistic about them. Most stamp collectors only bought a few tokens for collection.

, but it immediately changed in the second year.”

"What happened to the second year?" Qu Xiaowei asked.

"The next year there was another chicken ticket."
To be continued...