Chapter 37: How much is the royalties for a two hundred thousand novella?
"Xuemin, my mother really approved that manuscript for me!"
"Look, look, look, this is the royalties I earned!"
Previously at the dinner table, Feng Jiayouke had been tense, trying his best not to interact with Cheng Xuemin beside him.
Now after returning to their own nest, Feng Jiayou couldn't hold back anymore. She took the manuscript payment slip in her hand and showed it to Cheng Xuemin as if it were a treasure.
"It's amazing! My wife, you are amazing. You got the royalties before me!"
"So this is what the royalties bill looks like!? Sixty-five yuan, which is equivalent to our family income for three months!"
Cheng Xuemin cooperated with the woman, took the manuscript fee slip from her hand, and looked through it!
Don’t say it yet!
This is the first time Cheng Xuemin has seen the legendary payment slip, which is also a postal remittance slip.
"Hehe, that's necessary! Under your wise guidance, Xuemin, our royalties will only become more and more profitable!"
"As I started writing, I suddenly found that I was bursting with inspiration tonight, and I had so many ideas at once..."
"Wait, don't rush to write. Did you forget something?"
Seeing that the woman was about to fold up her book at the desk again, Cheng Xuemin quickly held her hand and said with a bit of a smirk on his lips.
"Did you forget something?" Feng Jiayou turned around and took a confused look. He found out that he had forgotten something. He took the remittance slip from Cheng Xuemin's hand and said, "I forgot about this. Thank you Xuemin for reminding me! "
"Little financial fan, is this what I'm talking about!?" Cheng Xuemin's face darkened. This woman must have been pretending to be confused, so she pointed it out directly, "My wife has agreed, there will be a big reward tonight on the front page! Farewell! You can’t keep your words, can you?”
"There is a big reward! Why can't I keep my word?" The young general of the Feng family waved the manuscript fee slip in front of Cheng Xuemin again and said, "In order to express my gratitude and reward you, Xuemin, I will give you this first payment." The royalties will buy you a pair of leather shoes, is that a big reward?”
Now Cheng Xuemin only has two pairs of shoes to change, and they are all Jiefang brand cloth shoes. They are very inconsistent with Cheng Xuemin, who now exudes the literary temperament of a great writer!
So the Feng family had long planned to buy a pair of leather shoes for Cheng Xuemin. Now Cheng Xuemin was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that he could no longer hold on, so he had to sacrifice this in advance to block the gun.
"What leather shoes do I want?! My wife, buy yourself a pair! But now you have to give me... some inspiration!"
Cheng Xuemin doesn't know what's going on?
Even though he knew he couldn't play during the critical period, his needs became more and more uncontrollable. During this period, the Feng family ate it almost every night, but they just couldn’t get enough of it!
“You’re not doing anything right?!”
"Besides, we've just finished dinner, can you please let me slow down, what if the unscrupulous guy from the end of the house breaks in later?"
Feng Jiayou's face turned red instantly. She was a good man, but he was too annoying!
Her lipstick has really been worn out these days!
I don’t learn well every day and think about all these black and white ‘dirty things’.
"Okay! Wife, please slow down!" Cheng Xuemin nodded and said indifferently.
"Thank you, Xuemin. I know you are the best to me, Xuemin! I will take out the royalties tomorrow to buy you leather shoes, and I will buy you a watch during the Chinese New Year. You can write more articles and publish them more, so that we can change the university next year. house!"
"Yeah, let me go talk to my mother-in-law!"
Cheng Xuemin continued to nod, pretending to be indifferent, and was about to go out to meet his mother-in-law to communicate and talk!
"Huh?! Xuemin, what do you mean!? What do you have to communicate with my mother?!" The Feng family was dumbfounded for a moment, and did not realize what Cheng Xuemin meant?
"Exchange about the headlines!? Isn't Mom very concerned about it tonight?!" Cheng Xuemin asked with a bit of a smirk!
"Old...Old Old Cheng, what are you talking about!?" Feng Jiayou was dumbfounded for a moment. She didn't expect Cheng Xuemin to tell her mother about the headlines!
What does he mean? ?
Reacting after threatening himself, Feng Jiayou pressed his fists with both hands. The pink fist was ready and said to Cheng Xuemin, "Xuemin, please reorganize your language and say what you want again. What are you talking to your mother-in-law about?"
"Uh... yes, yes! Don't tell me, my wife, this inspiration is really inspiration. If you say it's there, it's really there. I suddenly thought of a good idea and I have to write it down right away!" Cheng Xuemin said on the spot! I was dumbfounded. I thought this would hurt the Feng family for the rest of their lives. After all, she was the one who stabbed her mother behind her back, constantly encouraging Cheng Xuemin to vote for Yenching Literature instead of her mother's "October."
Now that Yanjing Literature has made two front-page headlines about him, Cheng Xuemin thought that he would be able to support Feng Jiayou, a rebellious and filial daughter, for the rest of his life.
But looking at the woman's little pink fist, I don't know if it will take her forever.
I chose to give in on the spot and just write a manuscript!
"You have it so soon!? Do you still need me to help you find inspiration!?" Now the Feng family is approaching, leaning towards Cheng Xuemin, eyes full of cunning, asking fiercely road!
"No, no, my wife, you have worked hard. Don't work too hard. You should just lie in bed and read a book! Look, there are not many other books in our room, only this book!"
"Of course, if you can, you can help me look for it again!"
Seeing that Feng Jiayou continued to advance step by step, it might be impossible to survive, Cheng Xuemin simply felt relieved and said.
"Okay, then I'll help you look for it!"
Feng Jiayou's eyes were strange. He really dared to persist like this. He really didn't want to live anymore!
When he got close to Cheng Xuemin, he cleverly said again: "Xuemin, are you really sure?" ! "
Cheng Xuemin also insisted with a playful smile: "Of course! Please help me find my wife again. This time I plan to write a novella of 100,000 or 200,000 words. The money comes too slowly from short stories!"
"Xuemin, you want to write a novella of 200,000 words?"
Feng Jiayou, who originally wanted to teach him a lesson, was stunned by Cheng Xuemin's bold words on the spot.
Scholars dislike the fact that short stories of 10,000 to 20,000 words come in too slowly, so they want to write a novella of 200,000 words?
Two hundred thousand words! ?
The thunder and lightning in her heart quickly turned around, one thousand four hundred yuan!
Her husband, Cheng Xuemin, is currently in the rank of Yanjing Literature, and the top price is seven yuan for a thousand words. Doesn't 200,000 words mean fourteen hundred yuan?
Dear me, after hearing this news, Feng Jiayou, who is a little money-lover, instantly became excited!
"With this inspiration, my wife, if you have the ability and support, I estimate that I can write it in a month and submit it for publication before the end of the year!"
Cheng Xuemin looked at Feng Jiayou who was digging under the table to pick up a pen. He seemed to be less resistant. He felt like this was happening again?
Let’s light another fire quickly, he preached!
"Support and support, Xuemin, for your literary creation needs, I will definitely support your daughter-in-law without any hesitation and give my full support!"
But before Feng Jiayou could stand up, the heartless Feng Jiamo suddenly broke in and shouted: "Dear Old Cheng, Old Old Cheng, how do you solve this big math problem? Please teach me!"
He rushed in with a math paper and shouted "Da Lao Cheng" involuntarily. He glanced around the room and asked doubtfully: "Where is my sister, Da Lao Cheng!? I was outside just now. Do you still hear her voice?”
"Your sister...she just went out to fill the chamber pot, right!?"
Cheng Xuemin saw Feng Jiayou hiding back again, so he could only lie and say that her sister was out
Otherwise, the misunderstanding would be huge!
……
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)