Mixed in 1980

Chapter 43: Complete the Interception
"Where's Xiao Li? He's not here?"

"I just went back for something. I'll help him watch the stall for a while. What would you like to order?"

"It's all sweet cucumber sauce, what else is there?"

“……” Chen Fan was stunned.

Li Hongbing is confused. Currently he only produces a single product, which is sweet sauce cucumber. He is often too busy and has no plans to add more product categories.

"How much do you want?"

"Give me three or two."

"okay!"

Chen Fan took his bowl, picked up some cucumbers with sweet sauce swiftly, weighed them and collected the money swiftly, all in one go. He had done this job before.

Having gone bankrupt in his previous life, Chen Fan set up a stall for a while before he got back on his feet.

Customers came one after another, and after working for more than half an hour, there were not many pickles left in the jar. Li Hongbing then rushed back with red eyes.

"Brother Bingzi, congratulations, your family is coming back soon, right?" Chen Fan took the cigarette handed to him by Li Hongbing, took out a match and lit it directly.

"Soon, I'll be back in a few days."

Li Hongbing rubbed his hands together, still trembling with excitement: "I haven't heard from you for more than ten years. I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

Chen Fan took a puff of cigarette and consoled him, "Everything has changed. The past is over. Are they doing well in Hong Kong these years?"

"Everything is fine. I opened a company there and also have two factories. I came back this time to pick me up. I just told your sister-in-law about this and she was scared."

Hearing this, Chen Fan smiled.

Wang Chunyu was a rural girl not long ago. By chance, she married into the city. She had just adapted to life in Beijing, and now she was going to Hong Kong. She was indeed easily frightened.

The 1980s were not the past. Everyone only thought that Hong Kong was a place with a relatively developed economy, and many things were not as good as those in the mainland.

But these days, Hong Kong is synonymous with "high-end", with countless legends circulating, and many people go there to sneak across the border.

I feel like I can turn my life around by going to Hong Kong.

In fact, most people who go there can only live in pigeon cages and do the hardest and most tiring work.

But one thing cannot be denied, the current wage level in Hong Kong is indeed high, and many workers can get 3 to 5 Hong Kong dollars, which is equivalent to about 1 to 1.5 yuan according to the current exchange rate.

"Brother Bingzi, when are you going to go?"

"Wait for them to come back and stay for two days before leaving. By the way, Xiaofan, didn't you mention buying a house before? What do you think of my two rooms? If you want, I'll transfer them to you."

"That's great. I'm used to living here."

This is what Chen Fan was waiting for.

I had deliberately mentioned buying a house to Li Hongbing before, just to leave an impression on him so that when he was about to leave, I could buy the house naturally.

This house is an opportunity!

To be precise, it was the things in the house: "Brother Bingzi, name your price."

"Two rooms together, three thousand please!"

"Brother Bingzi, that won't work. One thousand and fifty per room. That's the price of the house in the front yard. You can't buy the house in the back yard. Three thousand and six hundred for two rooms."

Chen Fan's offer was about the same. If it was the main house in the central courtyard, one room would cost at least two thousand. If it was a house that was in better condition, the price would have to be higher.

"My brother is going to Hong Kong, and he still needs this little bit from you? Just three thousand."

"You should bring more when you go to Hong Kong. If you have money, you won't be in a hurry. How about this? Three thousand six hundred, you can leave all the furniture in the house to me, so I don't have to buy more."

"How much are those broken furniture worth? How about this? I'll leave all the pickles and tricycle in the house to you, so I don't have to bother with them anymore."

"Okay, then it's settled!"

Chen Fan happily agreed, agreed to go to handle the transfer tomorrow, and then said goodbye and went home. After getting the things in the house, Zhang Jianjun will have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life.

Zhang Jianjun is not a very capable person. He was able to be successful in his previous life because of the things in the house.

"Why is it so late? What happened?"

Guan Yuemei had been waiting for the entire afternoon and couldn't calm down. She was afraid that her son's personality would make him behave in a disorderly manner and leave a bad impression on others.

"Don't worry, it's all taken care of. I just got drunk and slept over there. My mother-in-law even made porridge for me, and I came back after drinking it."

"That's good!" Guan Yuemei breathed a sigh of relief.

She likes Xu Jinqiu from the bottom of her heart. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a very good personality and never puts on airs when she comes home.

It is hard to find a daughter-in-law like this even with a lantern.

"Sit down first and eat something. You still need to read in the evening. Don't go hungry."

Inviting her son to sit down, Guan Yuemei served him a bowl of rice and asked, "What did Qiu'er's family say? Did they make any requests?"

"Nothing much. His family is easy to get along with. I'm thinking about inviting the two families to have a meal together this weekend to discuss the engagement."

"That's right. Qiu'er is at our house all day long now. Those gossipers in the yard are already gossiping about her. Once she's engaged, no one will gossip about her anymore."

"I'll let Qiu'er know tomorrow. By the way, Qiu'er's two sisters will come to my house for dinner tomorrow night, and I'll cook for them myself then."

This was Chen Fan's invitation before returning home, and Zeng Ali and Zhao Yuanyuan both agreed.
"Great, my brother's cooking is the best."

When Chen Yi heard this, his eyes lit up, remembering that some time ago, Chen Fan brought food to Xu Jinqiu and cooked every day, and the food tasted so good.

"My daughter loves the food cooked by my uncle!" The little girl nodded.

"Two greedy little cats!"

Chen Fan smiled and promised to cook a big meal for them tomorrow. He teased them for a while until they finished their meal and then returned to the room in the backyard.

Take the letter out of your pocket.

I counted them and found there were eleven in total. I looked carefully at the addresses on the envelopes. Seven of them were from newspapers and three were from magazines.

The last letter is from the publishing house!

Chen Fan opened a letter at random, and sure enough, it was a letter asking for an article. The letter was very polite, and it didn't matter if it was a novel, an editorial, or any other type of article.

I opened the other letters one by one, and the contents were basically the same. Some were more straightforward, with the amount of royalties directly written on top, all based on the highest standards.

The only letter with different content was the one from the publishing house.

Beijing Publishing House!
The publishing house had different ideas. They were impressed by the two previous editorials and wanted to ask Chen Fan to write some more short stories, adding up to 8 to 10 words to publish an anthology.

The conditions offered by the publishing house are also very good. The articles in the collection can be submitted to other media first, as long as 20% of the manuscripts are first published in the collection.

This is also normal operation. Many collections are made up of published articles.

Seeing this condition, Chen Fan was really tempted. He had been free recently, so he could write some short stories. The publishing house didn't require them to be editorials.

The two editorials published before can be used to make money again. According to the standard of ten yuan per thousand words, the two articles are 84 yuan each and 86 yuan each, which adds up to 170 yuan.

"Then get moving!"

Chen Fan took out the writing paper. He had originally planned to write a letter to reject newspapers and magazines, but since he had received a request for an article from a publishing house, Chen Fan thought he could give it a try by submitting his article to them.

If I only wrote one or two articles, I would naturally submit them to People's Literature, which was what I had promised Wang Wei before. But if the volume was too large, People's Literature would not be able to handle it, after all, it is a monthly magazine.

As for the People's Daily, there was no need to think too much about it. Not every article could be published in that newspaper. The fact that Chen Fan was able to publish two articles in a row was something that others would never be able to achieve in their entire lives.

After the two editorials were published, the fame of the pen name "Chen Fan" rose sharply, and all the letters requesting contributions were directed at those two editorials.

　The second update is here~ The new book list of categories has rushed from the edge to 34. Do you still have votes? Thank you for your support~
　　
　
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