Chapter 123 Guess
Qin Huairu was stunned for a while, thinking about where she had guessed where Yang Weibiao had invested five hundred. No wonder others reacted that way, saying she was ignorant.

Qin Huairu was thinking when she suddenly saw Yang Weibiao coming to the kitchen, followed by a strange girl, but looking at her clothes, she knew she was from a wealthy family, or she was a member of a high-ranking official.

"Where's the Silly Pillar?"

Yang Weibiao looked around and saw no one.

"I'm coming."

Silly Zhu was just hiding from Qin Huairu, but he was actually right next to the kitchen.

"Nanyi, come here too."

"okay!"

Nan Yi also hurried over. He worked hard for half a month during his off-duty time and earned sixty yuan. He felt what fast money meant. It was the time to work hard.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Lou Xiao'e, a clerk from the Publicity Department!"

"Hi, I know this."

Of course Sha Zhu knew Lou Xiao'e, and they met when they went to Lou's house to play a movie with Xu Damao.

Nan Yi was confused, what was he doing?

Yang Weibiao then said: "I am looking for you three to discuss something. I am going to compile a cookbook called Palace Cuisine!"

"Recipe? Palace cuisine?"

The three of them were confused, including Lou Xiaoe.

Qin Huairu was standing over there. Before he could drive her away, she regarded herself as a little transparent.

"Yes! Silly Zhu, you are the descendant of Tan's cuisine, which is ranked second. Needless to say, Nan Yi, you know more about palace cuisine.

And you, Lou Xiao'e, have a rich family background. Your mother's surname is Tan. You are a descendant of the Tan family's cuisine.

So, the three of you are working together to help me compile a cookbook, or recipes to be precise.

In this matter, everyone is paid, so the work is not in vain. "

Yang Weibiao also had a sudden idea, because just now he actually received another royalties. The poem he wrote last time was used by a newspaper.

This allowed him to discover a way to make money. Otherwise, in the current environment, you would be easily criticized for anything you do, but you can just get royalties.

"Yang Weibiao, it's okay to make up recipes, but what do you use them for? Your cooking skills are quite good."

Nan Yi was confused as to what was going on.

"Come to my office and talk."

Yang Weibiao thought that this was the chef after all, and there were many people with mixed eyes, so it would not be good for the news to spread temporarily.

At this time, Qin Huairu did not dare to follow him, and was extremely curious.

Here, after arriving at the office, Yang Weibiao made it clear, "I want to publish this cookbook, and the signature will be my name.

You can just take the labor fee, fifty yuan each, no matter how young or old you are. "

It's equivalent to him spending a hundred and fifty to find someone to edit the book. This is really not an ordinary willfulness.

"Ah, you want to publish the cookbook."

The three people were confused again.

After a while, Lou Xiao'e said: "Yang Weibiao, I can't cook!"

"It's okay, you have hands, ahem, you can write. The two of them said, you write.

Not only do you have to write recipes, but you also have to introduce the story behind each dish, and then criticize it and point out the level of luxury in the palace. Do you understand?

This is a politically correct cookbook that will pass muster with me when the time comes.

I'll give you a week, Lou Xiao'e, please work hard, take time to record in the factory during the day, and go back and work overtime at night to sort it out. "

Yang Weibiao wants more reasonable income.

Based on his current salary, it is actually quite a lot. It is more than 1,600 yuan a year, but it is still not enough, so he really has to make money reasonably.

In other words, only by turning the money in the dark and using it openly can we truly live a good life, and others cannot report him because his income is legal.

"A week should be enough."

Lou Xiao'e thought that it was not easy for her to just record the recipes.

Silly Zhu and Nan Yi are fine, they can earn fifty yuan.

"Okay, I'll see the recipe in a week."

After Yang Weibiao finished explaining, he left the steel rolling mill and went to the Writers' Association to find Feng Huacheng. This had to be put to good use.

"Director Yang, please sit down quickly. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Feng Huacheng didn't expect anyone else to come, so something must have happened.

"By the way, how did the last poetry competition go?"

Yang Weibiao thought that there would be no more social interactions, so he forgot about Feng Huacheng.

"Alas! It was a little bit worse. I only got second place, which is not bad."

Although it was a pity that Feng Huacheng did not win the first place, he was still very grateful to Yang Weibiao because the gift was given free of charge by others.

"The days are long and you will have another chance next time.

I am here to publish a cookbook this time. You also know that I am the canteen director and need political achievements. "

Yang Weibiao told the story. Although he could find other connections regarding the publishing issue, he finally decided to let Feng Huacheng handle it. This guy seemed aloof, but in fact he was an unscrupulous egoist.

It is the most appropriate thing to help him with this kind of thing, and he will not only publish one book, but also make money from it in the long term.

"Director Yang, I think it is feasible for you to publish recipes for palace dishes, and it would be easy for the publisher to contact you.

But I'm afraid it won't be easy to sell. It would be great if there are only 500 copies in the first printing. "

Feng Huacheng expressed his worries. Not only would this not make money, it would not improve his reputation, and it would not even count as making a profit at a loss.

"You introduce people to me, and I will print 100,000 copies."

Yang Weibiao waved his hand and said, "My brother wants to make money from this. The plan is to price it at 30 cents. He will get ten cents in royalties, which is three cents per book. In general, it is only six cents, which is less than two cents."

If he prints 100,000 copies for three cents, he will get a royalties of 3,000 yuan, which will trigger the payment of taxes, and he will have to pay more than 200 yuan.

It's good to pay it. After paying it, the money will be more legal.

"One hundred thousand copies!"

Feng Huacheng was immediately confused. Good guy, do you really dare to think about it? Do the people from the publishing house dare to agree?

"Just introduce me to the person who can make the decision."

"it is good!"

Feng Huacheng also gave it and found a deputy director who could speak to Xinhua News Agency.

He didn't know what the two talked about in the office.

When they opened the door and came out, even the two of them were happy.

"Director Yang, don't worry, you can send the manuscript and I will arrange for the editor to contact you. If there are any problems, I will correct it directly for you.

The 100,000 copies you want are absolutely no problem. I will arrange for typesetting and printing as soon as possible. "

The person in charge has a very good attitude, but the only thing missing is the publication of the manuscript.

"Director Ye, I'm going to trouble you. Don't worry, this won't be a problem."

Yang Weibiao was mumbling riddles because he didn't want others to hear him.

When they got outside, Feng Huacheng didn't even come back to his senses.

"Director Yang, it's settled, one hundred thousand copies?"

"Yes, otherwise you think you can still do this."

Yang Weibiao did not explain, and then withdrew. Feng Huacheng was a tool man. He would use it when he thought of it and forget about it.

Soon, a week later, Lou Xiaoe's recipe was written and quickly sent to the publishing house.

And this week, Yang Weibiao was not idle, and went through his previous connections.

It is also a test to see if his face works well. If he encounters someone who is unwilling to help, he will give up on this connection, stop losses in time, and reduce investment.

New Year's Day is here, and every factory unit, including the commune below, is holding a big dinner. This is a tradition.

Because I have to go to work on New Year’s Eve, which is not a legal holiday, and every family has to have New Year’s Eve dinner on that day.

Therefore, New Year's Day is extremely important. Some people stay up all year just for this free meal.

Yang Weibiao also took this opportunity to sell his cookbook. Each factory sold a little bit of it. One hundred thousand copies may seem like a lot, but as long as there is a fulcrum, it can be leveraged.

The General Iron and Steel Factory alone had purchased 20,000 copies for him, and the price was that he had provided supplies for the banquet there.

Steel system, food system, metallurgical system, labor protection system, mechanical system, textile system...

Today, the total number of factories he is involved in has reached more than 400, with an average of 1,000 people per factory. This is the huge consumption power of more than 400,000 workers.

What's more, the number of people is not limited. Let's just say that the Iron and Steel Corporation is currently at its peak, with more than 80,000 related employees. However, the subsequent decline in revenue will reduce a lot.

But for now, it is not difficult for him to sell recipes, and for group purchases like this, the discounts are the lowest.

In this way, on the New Year's Day dinner, many workers had a free meal and even received a book for free.

The real authors are Shazhu and Nanyi, both of whom are relatively bragging and confident in their cooking skills.

In addition, Lou Xiao'e is a capitalist's girl. She has lived a good life since she was a child. What she writes is more immersive and her writing style is also strong.

In the end, Yang Weibiao checked it, and the editor at Xinhua News Agency made adjustments to ensure political correctness.

The end result was a very interesting cookbook, both a recipe and a royal secret, and the response to the workers was very strong after it was sent to them.

"It's ridiculous. The food in the palace is too luxurious. Let's take a look and say that this stir-fried phoenix tongue actually uses the tongue of a precious bird. How much effort does it take? The taste is sure good."

"I'm talking about this cherry meat dish. To make this dish, you have to rush to buy cherries from the south.

The book says that the ripening period of cherries is only about 20 days every year. This dish requires the death of dozens of horses and thousands of people.

In the end, the cherries were delivered to the palace. Only ten kilograms of the best ones could be selected from a hundred kilograms of cherries. After the juice was fried, the pork belly was stewed with a secret method to finally produce a portion of cherry meat.

It must taste good without even thinking about using it, but this is too extravagant. "

"There is also this Buddha jumping over the wall. Is this something that ordinary people like us can afford?"

"Also, the roasted deer tendon, the sweet-scented osmanthus shark's fin, the sea cucumber soup... which dish should not be criticized?"

"The best thing is the eggplant dish in Dream of Red Mansions. It must be delicious. No, the Jia family deserves to die!"

This palace dish greatly aroused the appetite of the workers, and even the banquet seemed to be unsatisfactory.

Everyone was criticizing, drooling, and sighing that they might never be able to eat even one of these dishes in their lifetime.

Unsurprisingly, the book became a hit and appeared in major newspapers, triggering even more criticism.

But if you want to criticize, you must first have a book, so the cookbooks in Xinhua Bookstore also sold well.

Moreover, this trend has also spread beyond the Forty-Nine Cities, and other places also want to purchase this palace cookbook.

After more than a month, by the time of the Chinese New Year, the book had actually sold 170,000 copies, and more copies would be printed later.

This made Yang Weibiao dumbfounded. It seemed that he was playing too big, and he was troubled by the excessive royalties.

On this day, the team members were having a meal in the courtyard, and they were also making year-end dividends, because in three days it would be New Year's Eve, and the year 1962 would come.

"Wei Biao, did you write that palace cookbook? This will make you a lot of money!"

Many teachers in Yan Bugui's school bought this book. It was priced at 30 cents, and there was a discount for purchasing it in the name of the school, which was very generous.

So everyone can afford it, it just depends on whether it’s worth it or not.

"Yang Weibiao, how do you know this book will be popular?"

Silly Zhu was also dumbfounded. He was one of the authors of this book. Although it was dictated, almost half of the content in it came from him.

Silly Zhu himself also received a copy. The steel rolling mill distributed this book, and everyone had a copy. This was simply a saucy operation, and it was self-produced and sold.

Xu Damao also said: "This book must have sold at least 100,000 copies. Yang Weibiao, how much can you get?"

Liu Haizhong blew his beard and said: "Wei Biao is so smart that he actually thought that he could make money with this."

Yang Weibiao said with a smile: "We have sold 170,000 copies so far, and it is estimated that 250,000 copies will be printed. I get ten points, three cents, for each book, which is a royalties of 7,500.

But after tax is deducted, there are still more than 6,700.

Now that I can get 4,600, the remaining payment cycle will be longer. "

"Oh, you really lost your temper."

Yan Bugui's eyes turned red. Is it really so easy to make money?

Yang Weibiao shook his head, "The cost of one hundred and fifty will be deducted. This book was compiled by Shazhu, Nanyi, and Lou Xiao'e, and I paid for the copyright.

In the end, I'll probably earn 6,600, which is considered auspicious. "

"Yang Weibiao, your brain is so good. Otherwise, I will also publish a book."

Xu Damao thought about it. He was from the Publicity Department. Publishing a book might help him get promoted to section chief.

"I said Damao, you can pull me down. What can you write? A story about going to the countryside to play a movie? Or the three days and two nights with the widow that year?"

Yang Weibiao teased him directly, making Xu Damao's face turn red.

"Okay, publishing a book is a side step, just this once.

I mainly need funds on the surface. With this money, I won't be afraid of being reported for my lavish spending in the future.

What about you, you can find excuses for spending money, saying you borrowed it from me, otherwise I would have gone to such trouble? It would be more practical to sell more hot pot base ingredients. "

"Yes, that's right!"

Liu Haizhong realized that his company was still more profitable, and it was impossible for him to publish a book. He just graduated from high school and couldn't read all the words, so why write about it.

"Even so, Yang Weibiao, you make too much. With a brain like yours, it's hard not to get rich.

If you have any good ideas for next time, how about bringing some friends with you. "

Xu Damao was still unwilling to give in. He also wanted to earn enough fame to spend money on the outside. The key was fame.

After publishing a book about a big fire, are you still worried about not being able to find the outer room? Xu Damao has been struggling with this matter.

"Okay, if you have any good ideas next time, I will take you with me. Why are we brothers?"

Yang Weibiao patted Xu Damao on the shoulder and told him to trick him next time.

"Let's get back to business. Third uncle, please talk about the company's net profit. I won't mention the expenses."

Yang Weibiao made a circle of cigarettes and entertained himself today.

"it is good!"

Yan Bugui nodded, and then said: "As of today, our company's net profit is as high as 23,200 yuan, not to mention the fraction. There is also a reserve of 20,000 yuan."

As the third uncle who can calculate the money to the point of dividing the unit, it is not easy to wipe out zeros like this.

"So many, more than three thousand more than expected."

Liu Haizhong was very happy. It showed how wise his original investment was. Wouldn't this make a lot of money? Yang Weibiao then said: "How much should be divided is calculated according to each individual's shares. It was previously planned that the company's reserve fund would be 30,000. The extra 13,000 will be divided now."

This time he wasn't going to be stingy, he had to see money all year round.

It won't cost much for everyone to divide it up. When he really needs money, he can still find a way to get it back, so he simply enlarges the layout a little bit.

As he spoke, he poured out the money from his bag. It was more than ten thousand yuan, which was more than a dozen discs, because the maximum denomination was only ten yuan.

"We can all have a good year this year."

Silly Zhu was also extremely excited. He originally had no idea of ​​doing business, but he was willing to follow Yang Weibiao. Wouldn't it be profitable?

"Old Liu, you and Wei Biao are both three thousand four hundred and thirty-two.

Xu Damao, you are two thousand six hundred and forty.

Silly Zhu, you are one thousand nine hundred and eighty.

As for me, I can divide it into 1,716. "

Yan Bugui planned the money and counted it out separately. After dividing the profit, there were dozens of pieces left. Everyone unanimously decided to use it for the entertainment tonight, which was enough for food and drink, so no one suffered any loss.

While everyone was counting their money, Yang Weibiao said: "Liu Lan, Qin Jingru, and Qin Changqing, I gave each of them 100 yuan.

The other two helpers were given eighty each. This amount has been deducted from the profit, but I still need to make it clear to you. "

"It's right to give them this money. After half a year, it only costs them more than ten yuan a month. This can't help us work in vain."

Liu Haizhong got more than 3,400, and he was satisfied. The little he gave out was just drizzle.

"Okay, and the other thing is what everyone needs to pay. For example, second uncle, you have to give some money to the ten or so workers who work for you.

As for the few of us, if we use any connections to find someone to handle the matter, we can solve it ourselves.

But if you encounter a lot of gifts, you should still withdraw the money from the company. "

Yang Weibiao explained again, try your best to get even rain and dew, so that the company can last long.

"understand!"

Everyone thinks it’s okay!

"After counting the money clearly, just put it away. You can also put it here with me first, and when we get to the courtyard, I will give it to everyone, so as not to lose it after drinking, which would be a tragedy."

Yang Weibiao also had good intentions, and he had no intention of embezzling Mo's money.

"Yes, yes, let's put Wei Biao here first."

"It's true, don't fall on it on the road."

After everyone ordered, they packed their wallets, wrote their names, and put them in Yang Weibiao's bag, so they could eat and drink with peace of mind.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Basically, he was bragging about what he wanted to purchase.

In the end, it was decided that each person would give 100 yuan and let Yang Weibiao help buy supplies. Of course, this would come at a premium. For example, pork cost one yuan per pound.

"Okay, then each person will have thirty kilograms of pork and twenty kilograms of beef, paired with a leg of lamb, a goose, some jujubes, walnuts, peanuts, melon seeds and oranges, and a hundred yuan to spend."

Yang Weibiao just cleaned up 400 yuan worth of supplies and made everyone extravagant this year.

"There's so much, how can we finish it all?"

Yan Bugui actually didn't want to buy it, but he was worried that he would be looked down upon, so he couldn't leave it behind.

"If you don't have enough to eat, you can give it to your neighbors. We agreed to have a good year, so we can't afford anything less.

I will prepare supplies for everyone the day after tomorrow and eat fresh ones. "

Yang Weibiao himself will also make big moves. His outdoor casual restaurant has been repaired and can be used for shabu-shabu and grilling. How beautiful.

This meal lasted quite a long time, but I didn’t drink because I wanted to go back and count the money, so I had to find a way to hide it.

At 8:30 in the evening, everyone returned to the courtyard, divided their money in Yanbu's house, and then broke it into pieces and disappeared, holding their hands as if they were thieves.

This is actually the first time I have divided so much. I am not used to it and I am afraid of losing it on the road.

Silly Zhu ran the fastest, his hands trembling with excitement, taking three steps and two steps at a time. Before he could stop, he closed the door with him.

This startled Bai Xiaohong, "Silly Zhu, what are you doing? You are a thief. Don't scare the child."

"Hey, I'm so excited. Xiaohong, do you know how much I got?"

Silly Zhu started to scream and took out a small brick wrapped in newspaper from his arms.

"Is it all money?"

Bai Xiaohong was surprised. She knew that Shazhu should have earned a lot, but she didn't have a specific amount.

"No! Guess how many there are?"

Silly Zhu sat on the chair with his legs crossed, not looking at anyone seriously.

"Is there five hundred?"

Bai Xiaohong tested a median, and what she was thinking about was whether it could be divided into one thousand.

Silly Zhu broke through his defense instantly, "Oh, can you have some courage? What five hundred? This is one thousand nine hundred and eighty. With my salary this month, our family has earned more than two thousand points this month."

And my shares are worth 4,500 yuan. Our family can become a household worth 10,000 yuan if we are late. "

"Really that much?"

Bai Xiaohong took the newspaper and opened it. She was dumbfounded when she saw that it was full of money from Heihuahua.

"Silly Zhu, you only have fifteen shares and you only have so many shares. How about Yang Weibiao and the second uncle?"

"Alas! They divided more than three thousand four hundred."

Silly Zhu wasn't jealous either. He didn't do anything else. He was mainly cooking and frying hot pot ingredients. He was content.

“Oh, our family suffered a loss, I should have invested more if I had known earlier.

You said, why did I refuse to lend you money in the first place? "

Bai Xiaohong brought up the old matter again. She was not simple. She vaguely felt that the uncle wanted to tie up Silly Zhu.

Although Bai Xiaohong has no parents-in-law, she has elderly people at home. With that kind of money, why not take care of her family?

This time, instead of lending money to Silly Zhu, the first man borrowed it from his parents' family. This was a good excuse.

If this goes on for a long time, Silly Zhu will definitely be separated from the first man.

"Hey, I'm not related to the first uncle, so it's normal for him not to lend me money. Unlike Yang Weibiao, who is my brother. As long as I ask, he will definitely lend me money if he has money."

In this regard, Shazhu is still confident. Yang Weibiao is already a household worth ten thousand yuan now. Others' royalties are several thousand yuan. Plus dividends, it can't exceed ten thousand yuan.

He is already the richest person in the courtyard. If this brother is good at dealing with him, he can really make a lot of money by following him.

Not to mention that after counting the money, Silly Zhu and his wife found that they didn’t know where to hide it, and they kept struggling in the house.

But after Xu Damao returned home, he didn't dare to mention the dividends. He sneaked into the house alone and looked around, but he didn't know where to hide the money.

Although the last time the money fell was a false alarm, it still frightened him. He was afraid that when he woke up and lost all his money, wouldn't that be as unlucky as Jia Zhang's family?

It's not okay to sleep with Qian in your arms. You can't be discovered by Chuncao.

This made Xu Damao very worried. He had to pay back the thousand he borrowed from his parents. After thinking for a long time, he temporarily hid it under the bed, right under his pillow, so he could watch it at any time.

After Liu Haizhong returned home, he closed the door instantly and entered the house like a thief.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Every time the second aunt sees her man like this, she usually spends money, but now the family really has no money.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't bring the two children here. Our family has made a lot of money this time. Didn't you say that my investment was not safe before?
You are a woman's opinion, Yang Weibiao really dares to split the money, and Lao Yan is also doing the calculations, so there can be no mistakes in every stroke.

You see, how much I have divided is blinding you. "

Liu Haizhong said as he took out the newspaper bag in his arms. After opening it, the second aunt almost fell to her knees in shock.

"Dang, boss, how much is this?"

"More than 3,400, this is a dividend. My shares have increased, and I can get more next year.

It's all Lao Yi's fault, otherwise I could have divided four thousand. "

Liu Haizhong hated him so much when he thought about it. If he had a chance, he would definitely deal with Lao Yi.

Everyone had spent so much money on repairing the Jia family's house, but they didn't even know how to lend it to him.

"This is too much. Now the boss doesn't have to worry about getting a wife."

The second aunt was relieved, the boss still had a good idea.

……

Yan Bugui took the money and counted it many times. The third aunt also counted it twice, and her hands were trembling.

But in the end, he was worried about leaving it at home, so he sent it to Yang Weibiao overnight for safekeeping.

This left Yang Weibiao quite speechless. He hadn't even figured out yet, and the money was back again.

He didn't even count the money, he just put it in the space. He only needed to calculate the apparent expenses.

When he woke up the next day, he was really not used to the absence of someone at home. Yu Haitang went back to her parents' house, er, to her father-in-law's house.

The school had already been on vacation, and as expected, my test scores were just on the verge of passing, so I had no problem getting my diploma.

There is still work in the factory, but every household is buying New Year's goods. Even if it's not easy, they will buy some white flour, make dumplings and eat meat for the New Year.

Yang Weibiao also had a lot of things to do, so he was ready to go out after breakfast.

"Lily, I have to be busy here for two days. I will come back late in the evening. You go to your parents' place. You will come back the day after tomorrow, or I will pick you up in the afternoon the day after tomorrow."

"Okay! Then you should drink less and put your clothes away for now. I'll wash them when I come back."

Yu Li also wanted to go back and chat more with her mother.

"Yeah! I'll give you another fifty yuan here. Just watch the flowers and don't skimp on them."

Yang Weibiao said as he handed over the money he had prepared. It was not that he was reluctant to give it, but that any more would be too much. Fifty is already a huge sum of money.

"I'll take care of it."

Yu Li collects good money but never spends it randomly. Over the past year, she has saved a lot of money.

"I'm leaving!"

Yang Weibiao first went to the factory and determined the ingredients to be used. The New Year was approaching and there were many receptions, so he couldn't make any mistakes.

In the afternoon, he made excuses and left. He did nothing else but visit Ding Qiunan.

"Wei Biao, here we come!"

Mother Ding opened the door and was overjoyed when she saw it was him.

"Isn't this the New Year? I just took a look. There are things in the car that I can't take alone."

Yang Weibiao brought a New Year's gift according to the standards of the team, which was worth more than 100 yuan, which was already a sky-high price.

My father-in-law will also send a copy when the time comes, but he will have to wait until the second day of junior high school.

"Old man, Nan Nan, come quickly!"

When Mother Ding shouted, she didn't expect that Ding Rushan was still running ahead, and Ding Qiunan also hurriedly came out of her room.

"Wei Biao, why did I take so many things and cost you money again?"

Although Ding Rushan has returned to the hospital to work, he is used to living in poverty and cannot take his eyes away when he sees something good.

“It’s a New Year’s purchase, as it should be.”

Yang Weibiao was not being modest. He had already arranged for Ding Qiunan and sent him some food. What a big deal.

"Yang Weibiao!"

Ding Qiunan came out. Although she was already familiar with him, she still looked a little shy when meeting people.

"Ok!"

He nodded and went inside to get something first.

After a while, all the New Year's goods were put on the table: twenty pounds of pork, two chickens, a big goose, a bag of peanuts, melon seeds and walnuts, a bag of sugar, and a bag of chestnuts.

Thirty kilograms of rice, thirty kilograms of white flour, a leg of lamb, a few packets of hot pot base, two bottles of wine, a pack of cigarettes, and ten apples.

"Here, how much does this cost?"

Ding Rushan clicked his tongue, eating meat every meal this year, but he couldn't finish it.

"Wei Biao, there are too many, please take some back."

"It's okay, I still have it over there. I recently published a book and made some money. These supplies are nothing."

Yang Weibiao feels that he can brag a bit, and if he has strength, he must show it.

"Yang Weibiao, have you published a book?"

Ding Qiunan looked incredulous, this is impossible.

"Ahem...this is the palace cookbook!"

Yang Weibiao took out the book shamelessly.

"Ah! You wrote this recipe. There are dozens of them in our school library."

Ding Qiunan was confused. Can the recipe still be used like this?

"I wrote it in my free time. Unexpectedly, it became popular. I received more than 4,000 yuan in royalties, and there are more than 2,000 yuan to come."

Yang Weibiao felt that he could package himself as a cultural person.

Who knew that Ding Qiunan could break his defense with just one word.

"Did you find connections to sell books?"

"Ahem...it's nothing! Uncle Ding, you guys are busy first, while Qiunan and I go out for a walk."

Yang Weibiao felt that he had to leave first. If the conversation continued, he might be in tragedy.

"Wei Biao, go ahead and stay for dinner tonight."

Ding Rushan looked at the things on the table and waited for others to leave. He was taking inventory and planning how to eat later.

Soon Yang Weibiao and Ding Qiunan went out.

The old couple looked at each other and smiled in understanding.

"Old man, you can have enough to eat during the New Year this time."

"Not only that, not only the food, but also the meat can't be eaten! Thinking about last year, this is called a good life now."

Ding Rushan was holding rice in one hand and white noodles in the other, his face full of intoxication.

Only those who are frightened by hunger know how precious food is, more important than meat!
"Qiu Nan, do you want to stay at home every day after the holiday?"

Yang Weibiao didn't have much to ask. He only had half a day today, and he would have to be far away the next time he came back.

"I'm reading. I have a weak foundation, so I need to strengthen my review. After the Chinese New Year, I will go to school to find roommates. Chen Yiyi and the others did not go home. They stayed in the capital during the Spring Festival."

(End of this chapter)

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