Chapter 123: If you refuse to change despite repeated admonishment, is this private money again? (please order in full)
Damn it, why is it so accurate?
Normally, Feng Jiayou rarely sits in this position. In the morning, Cheng Xuemin just stuffed it under the mattress. How could it be such a coincidence?
“Well, please elaborate on this!”
Feng Jiayou nodded. She just felt a pain in her buttocks, and she took out a good treasure just like that.
Journey to the West? !
When she opened the contents, she found that they were all blank pages with only text. Only the first few pages had some drawings, which were obviously drawn by her man!
I didn’t wait for her to ask what was going on? Still looking for inspiration?
Her man just gave up!
The extra three hundred yuan in royalties was earned not from writing manuscripts, but from drawing illustrations for the Humanities Society?
Can you really make money by painting this? !
No wonder she made a joke about this illustration yesterday. Her man was so nervous and kept explaining and emphasizing. It turned out to be a cover-up!
Then this must be explained carefully and clearly!
Just for those illustrations, I earned 300 yuan in manuscript fees. The time spent by Feng Jiayou must be obvious to all, and it will not be less than what he earned from writing the manuscript!
"To elaborate... My wife, if you have this "Journey to the West" in your hands, you may get a royalties of one thousand fourteen to five hundred when you finish it!"
Cheng Xuemin had no one to love and had given up everything. He originally wanted to rely on this little book "Journey to the West" to build a small treasury and get closer to the Feng family.
But who knew that this was just the beginning, and it was already exposed!
"How many?!"
For a moment, Feng Jiayou stood up in shock, looked at Cheng Xuemin in disbelief, turned over the "Journey to the West" booklet in his hand, and exclaimed!
Fourteen or five hundred dollars?
This, this, this... this can all match her husband's fee for writing a novella!
The royalties they gave Li Qingquan of Yanjing Literature for a novella of more than 200,000 words were only a little over 1,500.
But now her man told her that with this little book in her hand, she would get a royalties of 1,400 to 500 yuan after finishing the manuscript?
This... was completely beyond her imagination. How much money can be made from drawing comic books with little people?
But aren't the people watching this stuff just kids the same size as her nieces and nephews?
Is it really so easy to make money for a little kid?
"Not just this volume!"
Cheng Xuemin looked at the woman's surprised expression and knew that she, a small money fanatic, had a good way to make money and had another way to make a fortune.
Then he confessed to her: "To be precise, there are three volumes, upper, middle and lower, with a total of 189 comic strips. This is the first volume!"
"Lao Pan from the art editorial department of the Humanities Society gave me a price of seven yuan for a single copy!"
After saying that, he took out the remaining two volumes from the stack of books under the desk and placed them honestly in front of the woman.
"Top, middle, and bottom, three volumes, a total of one hundred and eighty-nine pictures? Will you pay seven yuan for each leaflet?" Feng Jiayou took the other two volumes in his hand, flipped them over, nodded, and asked again , "How long will it take you to finish them?"
Three volumes of nearly 200 comic strips need to be painted. This is a very large project. The Feng family estimates that it will take at least three months?
So if you do the math, it’s actually easier to make money by writing a manuscript than by drawing this little book!
However, it is not bad to secretly create a small vault to hide personal money behind your back, under the pretext of finding inspiration and changing your brain.
This man of his has really beautiful thoughts. If she hadn't taken the right position today, he would have been so blatantly hiding his private money in his little vault under her nose!
Moreover, 1,400 to 500 yuan of private money, isn’t this amount a bit too huge?
“Lao Pan from the Humanities Society gave me the time it would be best if I could finish the painting before the year!”
Cheng Xuemin nodded and continued to explain honestly, "According to my plan, if I allocate half a day every day to write the manuscript and draw the little book at the same time, I estimate that I can finish all the manuscripts within this month!"
"And since I still have to hide from my wife, if I put all my effort into painting this, I estimate that I can finish it in ten days to half a month at most!"
This is not Cheng Xuemin's bragging. Ten days and a half are indeed enough time. If you go all out, there will be more to say!
I draw ten pictures in the morning, ten pictures in the afternoon, and ten more pictures in the evening. I can finish thirty pictures in one day!
Calculating this, the comic book with more than 180 comic strips can actually be completed in about a week!
Of course, if you polish it carefully, ten days and a half months will be very easy!
After all, there is no need for Cheng Xuemin to think about how to draw. The reason why he chose this little book "Journey to the West" to draw is that he had read it himself when he was a child, and it was still fresh in his mind. He could copy it as a tribute. No need for inspiration at all!
Coupled with Cheng Xuemin's existing painting skills, it is very easy to produce more than ten or twenty paintings a day!
“You can finish the painting in ten days and a half, so fast?”
With a little kick, Feng Jiayou's little heart beat hard. He thought that this would take a long time and would not be cost-effective to earn royalties.
But who would have known that her man actually said that he could finish it in ten days and a half and earn 1,400 to 500 yuan in royalties for his novel?
"What else?!" Before he started biting him, Cheng Xuemin's short memory started to wander a little, and he said with a proud smile, "This is also a new way for me to earn royalties by accident. By the way, I went to the Humanities Social Network that day. Manuscript..."
"Yes, yes, Xuemin, tell me in detail, tell me in detail how you discovered this new... track!"
Although Feng Jiayou doesn't know what a 'new track' is, it should be the same as a track. This is what a new track for making money means!
Her man accidentally discovered a new track. Feng Jiayou was also curious about the unexpected method and asked him to explain it in detail quickly!
You can earn one thousand fourteen to five hundred in royalties in ten days and a half. This new track is a money grab.
"Okay, okay, my wife, please sit here first. Don't get too tired. I'll explain it to you slowly!" Cheng Xuemin saw that the woman's face was too excited, so he quickly pulled her over to sit down, and then said, "I'll go there that day. People’s Literature helps with proofreading of manuscripts, as you know, my wife!”
"Yeah, yeah, just a few days ago on Thursday!" Feng Jiayou sat down and nodded repeatedly.
"Well, it's Thursday. Wife, you have a good memory!"
After praising her and giving him a look, Cheng Xuemin quickly continued, "Originally, I was ready to go home, but I didn't know that Lao Pan, the art editor of People's Literature Publishing House, suddenly barged in with a bunch of The storyboard asked me if I drew it!”
"I was also wondering at the time, how come the storyboards for the Wrangler script given to Director Xie were in the hands of this old Pan?"
"Later I found out that Lao Pan was invited by Director Xie to communicate, and he brought the useless storyboards back to the Humanities Club. He said that they were going to publish a single volume for my Wrangler and Yoyo Grass Heart, and they needed illustrations..."
Step by step, Cheng Xuemin honestly explained the ins and outs of how to open this new track!
"So, these three hundred yuan are the illustration fees for the single book of Wrangler and Yoyo Cuncaoxin. You have already handed in all the manuscripts?"
After hearing this, Feng Jiayou was also dumbfounded. Is this possible?
I finally got the remaining three hundred yuan in royalties right!
“Three hundred yuan is just for the illustrations I drew for the Wrangler’s single-volume book. My wife, you can count the royalties. I really didn’t dare to spend it. I didn’t dare to spend a penny. It’s all in it. "
"Daughter-in-law, seeing as how hard I work for my family and how worried I am, will you forgive me this time?"
"Daughter-in-law, I promise you, I won't do this again! Every time your man and I earn royalties from now on, no matter how much it is, I will hand it over to you in full, okay?"
Seeing that Feng Jiayou's expression softened, Cheng Xuemin quickly took the opportunity to please the girl and tried to celebrate only in the evening without kneeling on the washboard.
"Go find the beginning of the novella and let me take a look. Sister Xiaolin is waiting outside in a hurry, right?"
The young Feng family member could not comment but did not express his opinion. Instead, he wiped the little book of Journey to the West in his hand, thinking that it was as beautiful as it was beautiful.
In less than ten days, this will be another 1,400 to 500 yuan in royalties, how wonderful is that!
And if her man continues to do this, he might be able to achieve the first ten thousand yuan household in his family, right?
"Ah...good!"
The woman had no attitude, and Cheng Xuemin felt unsure. Seeing her urging her to read the manuscript, he could only get up and read the beginning of his novella.
"Xuemin, you...do I really care about you? If you want money, just tell me!"
When Feng Jiayou saw Cheng Xuemin standing up again and taking out the manuscript of his novella from the neatly arranged bookshelf, he asked in annoyance.
"No, no, no, wife, no, no! I, I, I... I really don't plan to hide you for a long time. I just want to make more money before the year and give you some new clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc. !”
"I really want to give you a surprise, my wife, and I didn't want to make personal money behind your back!" "And you don't care too much about my wife. Look at the pocket money you gave me, I didn't even have it for a month." After spending it, there will be plenty left!”
Seeing the woman suddenly choked with sadness again, Cheng Xuemin really coaxed her with all his heart.
If it was not discovered, of course it was his private money vault; now that it is discovered, it must all belong to you, my wife, and it must have been saved to help my wife buy new clothes, new leather shoes, and new jewelry for the Chinese New Year!
Of course, jewelry is not popular in this era, and no one dares to go out with jewelry in a flashy way, but that doesn’t mean you can’t wear it at home!
It’s okay to show it to your man secretly!
“Who wants your new clothes and shoes?”
"Cheng Xuemin, let me tell you, if you don't do this next time, don't do this secretly behind my back. If you want to do it, we will do it together, do you know?!"
Feng Jiayou must be more moved and distressed!
As a man, he worked so hard for their little family, and it made her feel bad to see him!
I originally thought that her man had worked hard enough to feel sorry for him, but who knew that he was working even harder behind his back.
It’s all the pressure she puts on her man, and it’s all the pressure her family puts on her man. It hurts to watch!
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, my wife, you are right. If we don't do it next time, we will do it together!"
Cheng Xuemin nodded repeatedly, thinking this matter should just go away, right?
"Okay! Then you can also teach me how to draw little books later. In fact, my talent for drawing is pretty good. When I was a kid, I even won prizes for the paintings I drew!"
Feng Jiayou choked and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded repeatedly and said to her man!
I also want to try a new track myself. Although she is from the Chinese Department of Yanda University in terms of writing articles, it is too difficult to publish articles!
But after Feng Jiayou flipped through the comic strip in her hand, she felt that she could do it too.
I thought about changing to a new track to make money with my man.
"Okay, wife, if you don't tell me, I will take you to paint with me later! After all, I have seen your painting skills when we were in Chengjiawan. You are really good at painting!"
Cheng Xuemin also quickly started complimenting her. Women also want to try drawing comic books, right?
That’s a good feeling!
Cheng Xuemin already had an idea in his mind, so he asked Feng Jiayou to draw with him first!
"Do you also think I can draw well?"
Feng Jiayou's beautiful eyes flickered, and she looked at her man with surprise and emotion!
"For sure, my wife is a talented woman. Of course she is proficient in all eighteen talents!"
Cheng Xuemin flattered him again!
“Okay! Let’s start with the four classics!”
Feng Jiayou nodded and saw the manuscript turned out in Cheng Xuemin's hand. He took it and asked, "Is this the new manuscript you are going to give to Sister Xiaolin?"
"Yes! That's it!" Cheng Xuemin followed, "I originally planned to give it to this, but just now Sister Xiaolin said that she wanted to move in a different direction, so I had to change the manuscript. This article..."
"Parental love?" Feng Jiayou took the manuscript and found that the title of the article was actually this. He couldn't help but asked in confusion, "This is the same as "Loess High Slope" you published in "Yanhe Literature". Is it what happened to my parents in those years? "
"This... daughter-in-law, if I say I wrote it based on my father and my mother, will they kick me out if they see it?"
When it comes to this, Cheng Xuemin is really not writing about his parents, but paying tribute to the classic work from his previous life.
But when he started writing, he suddenly realized that what he was writing about was the generation of his mother-in-law and his father-in-law!
“It’s written by my father, my mother, your mother-in-law and your father-in-law!?”
"You dare to write this?"
In an instant, Feng Jiayou was dumbfounded. Is she really desperate for her life? He actually secretly wrote about the events between his mother-in-law and his father-in-law in those years behind everyone's back?
“This, so I thought about changing it to another one. If I don’t write this, I won’t write it. I can’t write it!”
The Feng family's reaction was so big, so what if his mother-in-law found out?
If he had done it secretly, Cheng Xuemin could have done it, but now he was doing it in front of the Feng family and her mother. Cheng Xuemin was afraid that before he could finish the manuscript, the manuscript would be aborted!
Even if it doesn't die young, under the supervision of their mother and daughter, they will definitely ask for revisions over and over again. This won't work and that won't work.
So now that it has been exposed, this manuscript can no longer be written!
"I'll take a look first, I'll take a look first!"
But Feng Jiayou was really excited. She also wanted to know what her man had written about her mother-in-law!
She’s so scared that she doesn’t dare to write anymore. Apparently she’s secretly messing with her mother-in-law!
The young Feng family, who is not afraid of big troubles, is even more excited to watch!
"Well, take your time and take a look first!"
Seeing that Feng Jiayou is so excited, he will definitely not be able to finish it in a short while. He has already written more than 30,000 words!
Cheng Xuemin also sat back at his desk, thinking about starting a conversation with Li Xiaolin outside!
He also realized that this novella is not suitable for Li Xiaolin to read yet, regardless of whether the manuscript should be written later.
Otherwise, if you show it to Li Xiaolin, her mother-in-law will definitely come over to watch it, and it will be a good show!
So taking advantage of this shortcoming, Cheng Xuemin prepared to pay tribute to another manuscript about the direction of "redirecting", and wrote a thousand words for Li Xiaolin to read, and fool him first!
Immediately, the Feng family in the room quickly forgot about Li Xiaolin waiting outside, and looked at the "parental love" in her hands with fascination;
Cheng Xuemin was also writing hard, trying to write another short story before lunch The beginning comes out.
The manuscript was ready-made, and Cheng Xuemin had already prepared the second manuscript in his mind. He originally waited for the end of the month to write a tribute to his mother-in-law's "October" so that it could be published in the first issue next year.
But now, Cheng Xuemin plans to give Li Xiaolin's "Harvest" first, and his mother-in-law can wait until the end of the month.
Indeed, Li Xiaolin, who was waiting outside, was confused!
What's going on! ?
Why didn't the Feng family's young children, Cheng Xuemin and his wife come out with them after they returned to the house?
Isn’t it so difficult to get the beginning of a medium-length manuscript?
Could it be that she has been forgotten?
Li Xiaolin had a bitter look on her face. The old man and the others were drinking tea and chatting in the room. Li Xiaolin had no common topic with any of the juniors and could not interrupt.
I can only go into the kitchen first and chat with Teacher Gu!
"Xiaolin, why did you come to the kitchen?! Where are the Xuemin family and the two of them? Are they not talking to you?"
Feng's mother was busy in the kitchen. When she saw Li Xiaolin come in, she couldn't help but be startled and asked!
"The two of them went to the cat house and said they wanted to give me the beginning of the novella to read, but they haven't seen it yet!"
"It's not easy for me to come over and listen!"
Li Xiaolin smiled awkwardly, thinking that there were no guests outside. The couple closed the door in the room, what else could they do, right?
“Huh?!”
Feng's mother was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then quickly realized that it must be her debt collector who was training her man!
Although she was in front of everyone just now, the debt collector said that she knew that it was not Xuemin who was secretly building a small vault to hide private money.
But if you don't understand your debt collector, you must be stubborn and don't want to embarrass your man in front of outsiders, so you said that on purpose.
Now I must have caught the opportunity. I don’t know how to train her man in the house!
Kneeling on the washboard?
When Feng's mother thought of this, she took a special look outside the yard and saw that the washboard next to the laundry pool was still there. How could she be trained if she didn't kneel on the washboard?
I turned over my personal money to the small treasury and am busy counting the royalties!
Soon, Feng's mother, who knew her daughter Mo Ruomu, thought again that she must be hiding in the house and ordered her man to turn over all the private money he had hidden in the small vault without even thinking of hiding it.
Now I must be happily counting the royalties and completely forgetting about the guests outside!
After guessing this situation, Feng's mother didn't want to call her debt collectors to stop counting, and hurried out to accompany the guests.
I can only talk to Li Xiaolin in the kitchen!
The main thing I’m talking about is her ‘good son-in-law’!
Li Xiaolin also asked Feng's mother why her son-in-law had written so many good articles, but why had "October" not received a big hit recently?
The mother-in-law, Feng's mother, was really speechless and felt very tight in her chest when she asked!
At almost noon, the door to the east wing was finally opened, and Feng Jiayou was seen holding a manuscript in his hand. When he saw Li Xiaolin, he shouted:
" Sister Xiaolin, Xuemin has just written the manuscript. Can you help me review it? How is it?"
ah? !
Just written a manuscript?
The two cats who co-wrote them were in the house for half the morning, writing this manuscript on the fly?
But didn’t her man Cheng Xuemin say that he had already written the beginning?
Is the quality of a manuscript that is rushed out in such a hurry is guaranteed?
Li Xiaolin was confused after hearing this, and several soul questions flashed through her mind!
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(End of chapter)