What's particularly advantageous is that due to poor information and border barriers, he doesn't even need to stock up on goods and doesn't need much capital to become the largest dealer of Japanese stamps in the domestic market.

You can sell based on the market's ability to bear it, and there is almost zero risk.

I'm afraid only he, a superman with thirty years of hindsight, can find such a cheap thing in the world, right?

I slowly browsed the Japanese stamps on the counter and thought about my plan to make a fortune in the future.

Ning Weimin asked the post office clerk for a "Dangerous Goods Declaration Form" that needed to be filled out before sending air parcels. Then he stood in front of the empty public table by the window, picked up the pen provided by the post office, and took it seriously.

Fill it out.

To be honest, this is actually the purpose of his coming here today.

He wanted to send something to his only relative in the country, his master Kang Shude.

The old man told him before he went abroad that he really didn't like Japanese products and there was no need to bring him anything.

But I just want to try the Shizuoka Sencha tea I used to drink.

Shizuoka Prefecture is located in the central part of Japan, between Tokyo and Osaka.

Because it faces the Pacific Ocean, this climate is very suitable for tea cultivation. The tea industry is Shizuoka's pillar industry and is famous all over the world.

It turns out that Mrs. Song's natal family had a tea garden in Shizuoka, so Mr. Song's family was never short of sencha, and Kang Shude became accustomed to drinking it.

As for Sencha, it is actually Japanese green tea, which is cheaper than Gyokuro and more expensive than Bancha.

Better quality sencha is about 2,000 yen per tael. With current exchange rate changes, one kilogram is equivalent to 500 yen.

Speaking of which, Ning Weimin should have done this for the old man long ago.

But the problem is, wasn't he busy in the first period of time?

I really can't care about this.

Thinking about it now, maybe the old man has been waiting anxiously in the capital for a long time, right?

Maybe when I sneezed recently, the old man was scolding him behind his back!

But to be honest, in his opinion, this Japanese tea tastes too weird.

Especially the sencha, the tea leaves are actually mixed with the green flavor of seaweed, and the tea color is a bit unnaturally green, which is really not very drinkable.

In fact, it is far less relieving and flavorful than the jasmine tea in Beijing, and it is incomparable to domestic green teas such as West Lake Longjing and Biluochun.

Probably this thing is similar to the bean juice and stinky tofu in Beijing.

If you can't enjoy it, you can't enjoy it, but once you accept it, you will become addicted.

He now misses the taste of stinky tofu and fried steamed bun slices with scallions.

It's a pity that Japan doesn't have these three things...

As the requirements for filling out column after column became increasingly difficult to identify, Ning Weimin had to stay away from random thoughts and concentrate on it.

But even so, it still took half an hour to write out two forms before it was considered qualified.

Thanks to this, this is just a document to ensure the safety of the goods when sending international parcels. It is not difficult to write down the list of things to be shipped clearly.

Otherwise, if it were a complicated document, Ning Weimin would not be able to handle it even if he was sweating profusely with his poor Japanese writing skills.

Speaking of which, the Japanese president Hidehiro Hasegawa must be blamed for the suffering he suffered today.

Rinko Kagawa and Director Taniguchi had both been recalled to work by the president's order, otherwise Ning Weimin wouldn't have had to worry about it.

When the filling was completed, Ning Weimin finally wrote down the address and name of the recipient - Kang Shu De Shu, No. 2, Dashilan Shan'er Hutong, Chongwen District, Capital City, the Republic of China.

Then he handed the items and receipts he brought to the post office clerk and asked them to weigh them.

There really weren't many things, except for two boxes of tea, there were only two other items.

However, as soon as Ning Weimin took it out of the package, the post office clerk was almost amazed on the spot.

"It's so beautiful! What is this?"

Ning Weimin was not confused at all, pointing to a Tang Dynasty bronze mirror with Baoxiang pattern and a Yuan Dynasty mother-of-pearl dragon pattern lacquer plate with a mouth full of firewood.

"This copper one is used to press tea leaves. When we drink tea in China, we like to press the tea leaves more, which will make it more fragrant. This plate is for holding the teapot. I bought it at the Tokyo flea market. Don't they look good? These two pieces

I only spent 50,000 yen on these things.”

"Oh, you have such good taste. Things like this are really rare." The post office clerk was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed again. "Nani? It's so heavy. Guest, please send it."

Everything weighs five kilograms. The one you chose is the airline that arrives in six days. So the cost, according to regulations... may be 4,000 yen. Is that okay?"

"Okay, if it's not too much trouble, can you add more cushioning materials for me? I'm willing to pay the extra cost."

Looking at the post office clerk, he followed the instructions and packaged it carefully.

Ning Weimin's eyes shone with relief, and the corners of his mouth also showed a cheerful smile.

Don’t be afraid of being late for a good meal. Although it was sent a few days later, it doesn’t matter.

If the old man sees what else I have sent him besides tea leaves, he will definitely turn from anger to joy.

Huh? Come to think of it, am I taking the lead again?

These should be the two earliest cultural relics returned after the founding of the People's Republic of China, right?
Chapter completed!