"Is the money enough? Do you need mom to help you out?"
Upon hearing this, May 1st rolled his eyes, "Mom, are you saying the more the merrier?"
"I didn't say that."
May 1st set down his book and stood up to pour her a cup of tea, "A while back, a friend asked if I wanted to sell the Blue Military Postage, and the offered price had increased quite a bit."
Zhou Jiao accepted the cup, glancing at him with a half-smile.
"Of course, we don't care about this small money, we're definitely not going to sell." May 1st moved a stool over and sat next to her, watching her intently, "Mom, my Brother Shitou asked for my advice?"
"Oh?"
"Before coming back, I stopped by his place, he said he has classmates who went to the South during the summer and brought back a bunch of jeans and watches, made quite a bit, he asked me if he could do the same?"
Zhou Jiao took a sip of tea and nodded thoughtfully.
