Chapter 32: Open the champagne at halftime, my wife, you celebrated too early (please follow up)
The revision of "Wrangler" was very smooth, and it didn't take Cheng Xuemin much time!
After agreeing to continue submitting good manuscripts to Yanjing Literature, I made an appointment with Bai Ling to have a gathering of educated youths from the Chengjiawan Educated Youth Point. With a resentful look on his face, Zhang Dening left under the proud gaze.
"Xuemin, you are really unfathomable and terrifying! Two random articles you wrote were made headlines by Yanjing Literature. When did you become so powerful?!"
On the way back, Feng Jiayou hugged Cheng Xuemin's waist tightly and said excitedly.
Just now when she was at Yanjing Literature School, in front of so many outsiders, the Feng family couldn't praise her man enough.
Now when I come out, my eyes are filled with those adoring little stars!
She thought hard and wrote for more than a month, and revised the manuscript again and again for more than a month. Her mother's "October" could not pass the manuscript no matter what.
But what about her man?
If you don’t take action, it will be fine. Once you do, both articles will be used by Yanjing Literature, and they will be the front page headlines.
This kind of treatment is not something that even top-level celebrities can get for every manuscript!
"It's okay, it's okay. Wife, you're not bad either! You can definitely pass the manuscript that mom took away this morning!" Cheng Xuemin really wanted to float, but he couldn't do it because there were people in the back seat. A woman with a big belly.
"What's my share!? It's all thanks to you, Xuemin, that I can pass. You did a good job in helping me correct it!" When it comes to his manuscript, Feng Jiayou is full of frustration.
"It doesn't matter who makes the changes, as long as the manuscript is passed and the royalties are paid!" Cheng Xuemin smiled and said to the woman again, "Daughter-in-law, please do the math. If all the manuscripts are passed, how much royalties and deposits can we have?"
"Xuemin, the two articles you wrote today cost 315 yuan. I have to wait until I get back to ask my mother if I passed the article!" Feng Jiayou nodded and began to count their current savings, "But even if I pass It’s only four yuan for a thousand words. My manuscript is fifteen thousand words, so it’s about sixty yuan!”
"In addition, our family has more than 800 yuan...fright, Xuemin, our small coffers have exceeded 1,000 yuan!"
It's not like I don't know. I was shocked when I calculated it. The small treasury exceeded 1,000!
"You're so petty! You're so happy when you're worth a thousand!" Cheng Xuemin said to Feng Jiayou while pedaling his bicycle hard, "Daughter-in-law, I asked the old man in the front yard, now there is a courtyard house in Yanjing The price is around three thousand to four thousand!”
"So if we want to have our own courtyard house, we haven't succeeded yet, so we have to keep working hard!"
Cheng Xuemin's current short-term goal is to earn as much royalties as possible and buy his own house in Yanjing as soon as possible.
It is true that manuscript fees come quickly this year. The two manuscripts today cost more than 300 yuan, and Cheng Xuemin probably only spent a week!
This is the first time I have come to Yanjing. I haven’t settled down yet and don’t have a stable writing environment. Otherwise, with Cheng Xuemin’s hand speed, I could be faster.
Not to mention one hundred thousand per day, but ten thousand per day should be simply sprinkled with water!
From now on, we will start with a daily requirement of 10,000 yuan.
"Do you really want to buy your own house!? My dad's house should be allocated soon, right?"
When it was first mentioned about buying a house, Feng Jiayou was very excited and supported it, because she didn't have the ability to buy it at that time, so it was good to brag about it!
But now she suddenly discovered that they did have the ability to buy a courtyard house by themselves, which made her reluctant to part with it!
In this era of housing allocation based on work arrangements, there are few precedents of buying a house by oneself.
Why should I spend thousands of dollars to buy it myself when I can obviously wait for the unit to allocate a house? !
Isn’t it true that whoever buys it is just a big fool?
Besides, Feng Jiayou heard from her mother that the house in her father’s work unit was almost settled.
After all, he is the director of a large foreign affairs unit like the Foreign Languages Publishing Administration. It has only been half a year since he returned from ordinary times, and the unit still has to arrange a house.
So, why spend a lot of money on it yourself? Wouldn't it be nice to wait until her father's office allocates rooms? ?
"Dad is his house, and we are our own little home. Beauty comes from distance!"
When things get tough, the woman is reluctant to buy it?
Are you still waiting for her dad to get a room from his work unit and then move in together?
Cheng Xuemin didn’t want to do it anyway!
"Yes!" Feng Jiayou nodded and said, "If we really want to move there together, I don't know how my mother will dislike it!"
"purchase!"
"Xuemin, let's continue working hard together and strive to have our own small courtyard before our son is born!" The Feng family thought about it. They really need to have their own small house.
Distance creates beauty, what Xuemin said is so right!
"It's necessary!" Cheng Xuemin is also very confident. There is still half a year left, and he will strive to publish a manuscript every month.
And it cannot be limited to Yanjing Literature. Other more powerful "People's Literature" can also be challenged.
Of course, don’t limit yourself to Yanjing. You can also submit articles to Shanghai’s “Shanghai Literature and Art”, “Harvest”, and other local provincial publications!
Cast a wide net to catch more fish, and strive to achieve the small goal of a monthly manuscript fee of more than 1,000 yuan as soon as possible.
"Roast duck and roast duck. My wife happened to be passing by Quanjude. Let's eat and then go back. Just think of it as a celebration?!"
Cheng Xuemin fell in love with Quanjude Roast Duck since he had it last time. I wish I could come here every week to have a toothpaste.
Today is a good day, and we must celebrate it!
"We really need to celebrate!" Feng Jiayou was actually reluctant to part with it. He had just agreed to save money to buy a house, but now he turned around and had to eat roast duck. It was too expensive and too luxurious!
However, Xuemin was right, we should really celebrate today, so he said, "But let's just pack one and go back to eat like last time!"
"Last time we had roast duck, the heartless guy at the end of the family didn't catch up. He's still talking about it and hasn't even called you brother-in-law! If we eat out secretly again today, we'll be scolded to death by her!"
"Then let's get two! We have a lot of family members, and I'm afraid they will have to fight to eat one!"
Cheng Xuemin also smiled frankly and said, making money is meant to be spent! This is good for him. In his previous life, he was basically a moonlight tribe and couldn't save money at all.
"Two?! Xuemin, are you crazy?!" After hearing this, Feng Jiayou shook his head and said, "At most, one can take some duck racks and go back to make soup!"
"When you pass the Pigeon Market again, chop some meat and buy some vegetables and go back!"
They basically don’t have meat tickets in their hands. If they want to eat meat, they have to go to the pigeon market to buy them!
“Okay, let me listen to you, wife!”
Cheng Xuemin nodded and said nothing more.
After such a celebration, Quanjude's roast duck, duck rack and other cooked food cost them fifteen yuan. Then at the Pigeon Market on the other side of Donghua Gate, I chopped two kilograms of meat for three pieces, and bought some other vegetables for one yuan!
Before and after, another nineteen yuan was gone!
"Xuemin, we can't celebrate just once after publishing an article like today. It's too expensive!"
Feng Jiayou, who was already distressed and reluctant to part with her, felt heartbroken and bleeding all over her face after she took out another nineteen yuan.
He even emphasized to Cheng Xuemin that this was just an example and he really couldn’t do this next time!
"Okay, okay! Next time we will celebrate by ourselves in our house. Wife, just eat more deeply!" Cheng Xuemin laughed.
"I'm going to die! Who said this is a celebration!" Feng Jiayou blushed instantly with embarrassment, and her little hands were twisting around Cheng Xuemin's waist.
"Ah?! It hurts. Wife, please be gentle!"
Cheng Xuemin felt pain in his waist and quickly begged for mercy.
"Are you going to die!? Aren't you going to get rid of this prodigal thing and buy so much meat?!"
When he returned to the courtyard and was entering the door, he saw his mother-in-law coming on a bicycle from a distance. The Feng family asked Cheng Xuemin to wait!
Feng’s mother, Gu Xueqing, also saw her family’s debt collectors from afar and originally wanted to ride slower and not enter the yard with them!
But the debt collector deliberately waited for her at the door of the yard, and he could only face her in anguish.
When he got closer and saw the vegetables and meat hanging on the front of the son-in-law's car, his disgusted face instantly changed, and he asked Feng Jiayou.
"Hehe! Mom, did my manuscript pass? I bought this to celebrate!" Feng Jiayou picked up the Quanjude roast duck in his hand with a playful smile and said, "Look, Mom, there is also a big roast duck, from Quanjude! "
"Who told you that the manuscript was finished?!" Mother Feng looked at her debt collector carrying the big roast duck with a smug look on her face. She was already unhappy and blurted out, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you by Old Liu!" "
"Ah?! Didn't you get killed again?"
Now it's Feng Jiayou's turn to be dumbfounded. This is the magic inertia of popping champagne in midfield. You think you can achieve something but you can't. The main thing is a reversal!
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(End of chapter)