My 1978 Hotel

"Free royalties."

Li Feng had no objection. Although the scars had been spread privately, it was private after all. Publishing it in a magazine would definitely increase its influence.

After returning to Hanjiaba, Li Feng wrote a reply immediately. Who wouldn’t complain about having too much money?

As for the magazine's request to ask Li Feng to revise the manuscript, Li Feng declined. "What the hell, I'll never revise a manuscript in my lifetime?" Of course, Li Feng was quite easygoing and allowed the magazine to make minor adjustments based on the actual situation.

At this stage, the editors of magazines and publications were generally quite good, and some were even great writers themselves. Li Feng, a fake plagiarist, was supposed to be making a scene by revising the manuscript. If he could get a few editors pissed off and die, it would be a huge disaster.

I'm just being aloof. No matter who comes, I'm determined not to go back and revise the manuscript, even if Jesus calls me. After sending a reply, Li Feng chatted with Wu Xiaofeng and Huang Xiaoli for a while, and unexpectedly, they came up with two more orders.

The two older sisters at the post office had not heard about Li Feng, Wu Xiaofeng and Huang Xiaoli's custom-made furniture. They became interested when they heard that it could be customized according to the size of the house. They liked it even more and made a special trip to Wu Xiaofeng's house not far from the post office.

After seeing the furniture, he expressed his intention to order a set on the spot. Li Feng was quite surprised because the people in the post office were all very wealthy. After asking, he found out that the husband of one of the ladies was a cadre in the county and a director.

The other was a cadre and deputy director of Maya Commune. They all had high salaries, and the couple's combined salary exceeded 100 yuan. They were truly among the richest families in Maya Commune, so it was no wonder that the furniture, which cost over 200 yuan, was decided so quickly.

"Comrade Li Feng, you have to treat Xiao Feng and me to a meal."

"no problem."

Li Feng said with a smile. "Whenever you have time, let me know. I'll treat you to a meal and invite Projectionist Yang and An Jun along."

"Don't listen to Xiaoli's jokes."

Wu Xiaofeng, a daughter-in-law of Hanjiaba, is half a Hanjiaba native. She's quite happy to be able to help the Hanjiaba furniture factory. "When I get back to the county, I'll help you promote the factory and sell more furniture. This will make things better for the dam this year."

"Thank you very much."

"I'll also ask our Yang Ming to help you promote it."

"Thank you so much."

Li Feng bowed. "It's settled on eating out."

"I was just joking. How about this, if you really want to thank me, give me a sample copy. I heard you wrote a novel, and I really want to read it."

"no problem."

Li Feng said with a smile. "I'll ask for a few more copies when the time comes. Comrade Xiaofeng, I'll give you one too."

"That's great."

As he spoke, Li Feng looked at the time. It was almost 4:30, so he didn't bother Huang Xiaoli and Wu Xiaofeng anymore. "You guys are busy, I'll go back first."

After returning to Hanjiaba, Li Feng walked into Han Futian's house with a smile, holding the deposit he had just received.

"Uncle Tomita."

"What's the matter with you, kid?"

Han Futian was counting the money. After delivering this wave of furniture to the county, this guy had a lot of extra cash.

"Nothing, I just received two orders."

Li Feng smiled and took out four large unity notes. "Deposit, two sets of modular furniture."

"Oh, good boy."

Han Futian stood up suddenly and ordered two more sets of modular furniture. This one cost over 500 yuan. "Okay, tell me how you got the order."

"Why don't you go to the commune to mail the letter?"

Li Feng told Han Futian what happened at the Post Office. Han Futian looked at Li Feng and said, "You are really lucky. You have caught up with this."

"Uncle Tomita, I don't accept that. This only means that our furniture is well made and people like it."

"You are being modest. Fine, leave the money there. I'll put it into the account."

Han Futian said with a smile. "Can the regional furniture be delivered in the next two days?"

"In two days."

Li Feng said, "I haven't received a reply yet."

"Then wait for two days. I can use the free time to dismantle the furniture in your room."

Han Futian said, "You are really capable, can you live in all five big tiled houses?"

"Actually, there aren't many people in my family..."

Seeing Han Futian's posture of wanting to hit someone, Li Feng quickly changed the subject. "Uncle Futian, I still have some old furniture that can still be used. Why don't we start with the furniture on order?"

"You got the furniture for free."

Han Futian rolled his eyes. "An Jun came back the day before yesterday. Your uncle Fuguo and I heard from An Jun that you've really made a name for yourself this time, publishing a novel. From now on, the provincial and regional governments might even arrange a job for you."

"By then, writers from the entire province, and even from other provinces, will be visiting your home. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you just used some old furniture? Besides, we think you were right about publicity last time. Your home is the perfect place for that."

Wow, Li Feng finally understood. It turned out that his novel was going to be published. This was a premonition that he would become famous, plus he got a lot of orders at the last writers' gathering.

Okay, okay, this guy really understands publicity. What else can Li Feng say? The publicity fee is not taken for nothing. Besides, the furniture is made for you for free. What else can you say?

"Can I design some furniture myself?"

"You need to talk to Master Gao and the others about this."

Han Futian said with a smile, "That's not my business."

"Okay, okay, Uncle Tomita, I understand. I'll go to the furniture factory then."

Li Feng thought to himself that he had been taken advantage of this time, so there was no point in being polite. He went to find the Gao Cheng brothers.

Before he could finish his thoughts, Gao Chengji smiled. "Boss Li, take a look at this, what do you think?"

"what?"

This is not it, Li Feng was a little confused, this is not the kind of boss chair that appeared in the late 1990s, Li Feng remembered that when his second brother got married, his second brother's wife had this thing as a dowry, a coffee table, two large chairs with wide backs and a long chair with a back about two meters long.

"and this."

"dining table?"

The framework has probably been typed out. Li Feng thought to himself, wow, I don't even need to say this myself.

"Ah."

What else can I say? With all that taken into consideration, Li Feng had nothing to say. Just build it well and use good materials. "I'm afraid this thing has really become a furniture showroom," Li Feng muttered on the way back.

"Cousin, you're finally back."

"What's the matter, this?"

Li Feng was puzzled as to why Wu Tong and Qin Yue looked so unhappy, until they pointed at Han Mingliang standing beside them. "Good boy!" Li Feng rubbed his eyes. "Huishao, you guys poked the snake's nest, and this guy got another one?"

"hey-hey."

Han Mingliang grinned and laughed.

"come in."

"It's okay, this snake is not poisonous."

"Let's go in later."

Whether it is poisonous or not, they don't want to get close to that thing. Snakes, normal people will feel uncomfortable when seeing them.

"Okay, I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

Li Feng waved at Han Mingliang. This boy was an expert snake catcher. "Put it in the jar first. What do you want to exchange it for this time? Biscuits, mooncakes, or candy?"

"moon cake."

"Okay, wait."

Li Feng took a mooncake and a handful of candy. "Here's the candy for you. Oh, and next time you catch a grayling, don't just take it from me. It might scare people."

"got it."

Han Mingliang happily put the mooncake into his pocket and peeled a candy and stuffed it into his mouth. "Hey kid, why don't you wash your hands? This ash tree is not clean."

"Remember to wash your hands before eating next time."

"I know, uncle."

Han Mingliang grinned, and it was not known whether he had heard it or not. After getting the mooncakes and milk candies, the kid ran away happily, and even stuck out his tongue at Wu Tong and Qin Yue when he left.

"This naughty child."

Wu Tong muttered, "He's really brave. He catches snakes as if they're playing. There aren't many children in later generations who are as brave as him."

"Hey, why don't you come in?"

"Boss Li, where's the snake?"

"Don't worry, I've put it away." "Will it run away?"

"Can't run away."

Li Feng said with a smile. "Where are Uncle Wu and Aunt Wang?"

"Go help break the corn."

"Li Muchen and the others went too."

"Cracking corn?"

"Ah."

"Then let's go and help."

Li Feng planned to buy some. Corn wasn't sweet these days, but it did have a nice grainy aroma. He'd pick some tender ones to cook and eat, and take some back to the B&B. When the three of them arrived, everyone was busy lifting and breaking off the corn cobs.

"Uncle Wu, Aunt Wang, let me do it."

"Grandma, why do you do such heavy work?"

Wu Tong also came over. Although grandma's health had improved a lot, she was not completely recovered after all. How could she do such heavy work?

"grandfather."

"Don't blame your grandfather. I did it myself."

Wang Yin said with a smile. "It's nothing, actually. This basket is already full, so it's not very heavy."

"That won't work, grandma. You don't know your own body." Wu Tong was a little anxious and forgot where this place was. Fortunately, everyone was busy and didn't pay much attention.

"Auntie Wang, please take a rest."

Li Feng took the basket and found it was okay, only about 40 to 50 kilograms. "Are we going to harvest all the corn in this field?"

"Of course not. It's too dry."

The corn cobs are quite dry, and the yield has decreased a lot, but this is already considered good. After all, corn does not need as much water as rice. Rice has the most serious yield reduction, and an acre of land is probably only about 100 kilograms, which is considered good.

"Pick something tender first."

Li Feng poured the corn into the oxcart, took an empty basket, picked up a basket of tender corn and put it aside. "Uncle Fuguo."

"Do what?"

Han Fuguo was busy with his work, but his brows furrowed. The corn was even worse than he had expected. "Uncle Fuguo, I want to buy some fresh corn cobs."

"Buying tender corn on the cob?"

"How about I pay ten cents per pound?"

Li Feng's voice was a little louder, and many people heard it. Wow, he paid ten cents per pound to buy tender corn cobs. This guy has too much money and has no place to spend it. This is stupid. Dried corn only costs a few dollars.

"Okay, pick some and we'll weigh them when we get back to the dam."

"One cent per pound?"

"Ah."

Li Feng really doesn't care about this little money now. At one cent per pound, no one will say anything, after all, the team is getting a bargain at this price.

"An Min, take An Tun and a few others to help Li Feng pick up some tender corn. We'll bring it back to the team and weigh it. You can pay him ten cents per pound."

No, Li Feng thought to himself, Uncle Fuguo, there is no need to ask for help. No, something seems wrong.

Sure enough, after a while, Li Feng was a little stunned.

"Anmin, that's almost enough."

"Oh, that's only a few, not even five baskets."

My goodness, this is not enough. How much do you plan to get? Pick them all up and send them to my house. The problem is, they are not tender enough. If you cook them and chew them, they will not taste good unless you can break your teeth.

"Tender them, these are too old."

"Oh."

After much persuasion, they finally picked up four baskets. Li Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay, at most about 200 pounds, which was only worth about 20 yuan. He could just consider it as a scar that was not published in the magazine.

"so much?"

"No way."

Li Feng was helpless. This guy was cheated by Han Fuguo. Forget it, just let him be cheated. It was only twenty dollars.

"Stop sighing, kid."

Han Fuqiang patted Li Feng on the shoulder. "During yesterday's meeting, Third Brother suggested making furniture for you for free as a publicity stunt. Some people are still a little uncomfortable with that. Buying the corn this time will more or less make up for it."

“I can…”

Li Feng waved his hand. After all, he got the furniture for free. It was okay to suffer a small loss. Everyone could be happy.

"An Min, please send me home."

"to make."

Han Anmin chuckled. "Pay first."

"Give it to me, give it to me. I can't miss yours."

"Nineteen dollars and eighty-two cents."

"I'll give you twenty, no need to change."

Li Feng waved his hand. "It's the shipping fee."

"okay."

Han Anmin called Han Andun and a few others and smiled as they carried the corn to Li Feng's yard.

"Ah, why are there so many corns?"

"It's not bad, less than 200 pounds."

Li Feng didn't mention being tricked by Han Fuguo, but instead said with a smile, "I'll cook some later. Although this corn isn't very sweet, it still has a strong grain flavor."

"Corn now will be more fragrant than corn in the future."

Wang Yin went into the house, retrieved a bamboo basket, and invited Wu Tong and Qin Yue to peel the corn together for cooking. The corn tasted much better than later generations' corn. Although it was coarser and less sweet, it still left a delicious aroma.

"Let's take some more when we go back tomorrow."

"Row."

The next day, Li Feng used the excuse of sending Wu Zhenhua and Wang Yin back to the city. The rest of the family, except for the Gao Ju brothers, continued to work overtime at the furniture factory, leading a large group of apprentices to rush to make furniture. The Li Muchen brothers, Wu Tong, and Qin Yue all accompanied Li Feng to send Wu Zhenhua and Wang Yin back to the city.

"Thank you for your hard work, Anmin."

Han Anmin drove a bullock cart to deliver several people, corn cobs, and some other items, such as a few bags of ash shoots and a few basins of knife loaches, to the commune.

"It's okay. I'll go back first. Do you really not need me to take you to the county town?"

"No, no, the team is busy now and we can't get a car. You should go back quickly and we'll just wait for the tractor to come into the city." Li Feng thought to himself that he would get a car sooner or later, preferably a four-wheeled one.

It's just that it's difficult to get this thing right now. Li Feng can't get it for the time being. Let's do it this way for now. If there's a chance, he can get a three-wheeled motorcycle. After watching Han Anmin leave, the group waited for an hour or so at the commune until the four-wheeled tractor finally set off.

"Alas, it's really not easy to get into the county town now."

When they arrived at the county town, everyone was covered in gray hair and dust. In addition, the road was bumpy. Not to mention the elderly Wu Zhenhua and Wang Yin, Li Feng and the others all looked exhausted and embarrassed.

"It's so rare to go into the city."

"Yes, things are valuable because they are rare."

Li Feng said with a smile. "Let's not talk about anything else. The Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. Mooncakes wouldn't have been a rarity in later times, but they are indeed rare now. Let's bring more this time."

"Yes, now the whole family can share a mooncake, and save it for the future..."

Wu Zhenhua and Wang Yin were deeply moved, and only those who have experienced it can empathize with others.

Why do some old people feel that life in the afterlife is like a dream? Because they never dreamed that there would be a day when they could eat rice and white flour buns to fill their stomachs, let alone a day when they could eat meat regardless of the New Year or other festivals.

"Haha, let's organize some tours to experience this era. I remember some people commented on my TikTok and refuted me, saying that this era is a dreamlike spiritual paradise," Li Feng said with a smile. "Mr. Li, what do you think? Should we organize some tours like this? Looking at the TikTok comments, many people love this era and dream of returning to it."

“I’m afraid they are all young people who have never experienced this period.”

Wang Yin smiled and shook his head, saying that young people are just ignorant.

"Young people are good, they can carry it."

If old people are so ignorant, Li Feng can only accept it. He really doesn't dare to do it. Not everyone can bear it these days, especially the difficult experience. The feeling of pleasure is too strong. Ten hours of high-intensity physical work a day, exercise, lose weight and improve immunity. (End of this chapter)