After the two separated, Jiang Yulou returned home with a lot of change in his pocket.
When he got home, his family members were all there. When asked why he came back so late, Jiang Yulou naturally found an excuse to deal with it.
It wasn't that he didn't want to tell the truth and was deliberately hiding it, but he wanted to give his family a surprise.
Now he has only earned a few dollars, which is too little. What's the use if he can't even pay off his family's debts.
After eating, he returned to his house.
After so many days, he has accumulated a lot of stories about Li Fanggui, and it is time to start writing.
Outside the window, there are few stars and moon, and the spring breeze blows. In the house, Jiang Yulou was working at his desk, and stories spewed out in his mind, turning into inspiration and presented on paper.
What is the spring of literary thoughts? This is it.
Pressure is motivation. He writes without any hesitation, he just feels like a god when he writes.
When Jiang Yulou stopped his hand, which was a little sore from writing, he had already written three full sheets of paper.
Rubbing his sore eyes, he knew he had to stop today.
It's not that he can't write anymore, but he doesn't want to affect the quality of the entire novel by pursuing too much speed. This is his first novel, and even if it is a short story, he has strict requirements on quality.
As the old saying goes: "He who seeks the upper part will find it; he who seeks the upper part will find the lower part; and he who seeks the lower part will find nothing."
He is not a talented writer to begin with. If he sets low standards for himself, he will end up accomplishing nothing.
In the days that followed, Jiang Yulou's life was very regular. He had classes in the morning, sold red mushrooms in the afternoon, and wrote in the evening.
One month later…
"This month, we sold a total of two hundred and thirty-five yuan and sixty-three cents. In addition, we received twenty kilograms of meat stamps and fifty kilograms of food stamps."
The red mushroom business can no longer continue. Competitors appeared half a month ago. The county is such a big place, and consumption is limited. With the emergence of competitors, the price of red mushrooms has dropped again. The easy-to-pick red mushrooms are gone, and it is not easy to pick them again.
Together, the two of them ended the red mushroom business, so they got today's dividend.
Jiang Yulou still asked for more meat stamps and food stamps, but the money was less.
This time, Ma Xiao did not refuse.
Looking at the money in front of him, he sighed. More than 100 yuan, more than his father earns.
Unfortunately, the business will be closed after today.
Ma Xiaodao: "Louzi, if you still have a way to make money next time, don't forget me."
"Of course. I can't forget you even if I forget anyone." Jiang Yulou replied seriously.
When you have money, you naturally want to spend money.
Ma Xiao happened to have a bicycle, and he had to bother him to take Jiang Yulou to the county seat.
If you have money, you won't panic.
With "huge sums of money" in hand, Jiang Yulou started the buy-buy-buy mode.
I cut two pounds of meat, weighed two pounds of noodles, bought a box of Golden Monkey cigarettes and a pair of cloth shoes for my father, bought some needles and thread for my mother, and finally pulled a meter of blue khaki cloth for my brother.
He just bought some pens and ink and notebooks.
Although I bought a lot of things, they were not expensive.
These things only cost a total of twelve yuan.
At this time, money was really valuable, and purchasing power was extremely strong. Working as a worker in the city could earn a salary of thirty or forty yuan a month, which was more popular than the civil servants of later generations.
"Louzi, you bought so many things?"
Ma Xiao was startled and his eyes widened. Is this the Chinese New Year? Is it free to purchase so much?
Jiang Yulou licked his tongue and said, "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, so I bought more meat."
Ma Xiao was silent when he thought of his good brother's family conditions.
He patted Jiang Yulou on the shoulder. He believed that with the ability of a good brother, everything would get better.
With the car, Jiang Yulou finally brought his things home safely.
"Dad, Mom, big brother, look what good things I brought you!"
When Jiang Yulou shouted, everyone in his family came out.
Looking at the large and small bags of things at the door, several people carried them home in a hurry.
When the family saw what he brought back, they were shocked.
"It's pork!"
"And white noodles?"
"Golden Monkey cigarettes and clothes?"
"This...why does it still have some needles and threads?"
Jiang Yulou looked at the surprise of his relatives and just smiled from the side.
"Mom, put away the meat and noodles. We have to make something delicious today."
"Dad, I bought the cigarettes and cloth shoes for you."
"Brother, the cloth is bought for you. You must have clothes you can wear."
"I forgot to mention it, Mom, didn't you say that the needles at home were no longer good, so I bought a new box."
Jiang Jianguo and others were surprised and happy. Of course they were happy that Lou Wa had bought so many good things that they needed, but they were surprised because where did he get the money to buy such things?
"Loua, tell dad, where did you get the money to buy so many good things?"
Jiang Jianguo's voice was trembling. He was afraid that his baby would take a detour.
Jiang Yulou didn't answer, but took out a handful of money from his pocket.
"Here are one hundred and four yuan, ten catties of meat stamps and thirty catties of food stamps."
The Jiang family were surprised and happy when they saw that Jiang Yulou took out more than 100 yuan, as well as food stamps and meat stamps.
Jiang Yulou felt a sense of pride in his heart. He had done it. With his own efforts, he could at least let his family live a good life for a while. And this is just the beginning, not the end.
When his novel is published and royalties are earned, the Jiang family's life will get better and better.
When the time comes, he will move all his family to live in the big city.
Countless big cities will emerge in the country in the future. They will have the best educational resources and medical resources in the country, as well as convenient transportation and comfortable living environments. I don’t know how much better they are than the rural areas in the northwest.
When the parents move in, their bodies will be better cared for and they will definitely live longer.
After Jiang Jianguo was initially surprised, he came to his senses and asked, "Loua, what's going on with all this money and all this food and meat?"
"Dad, all this money was earned from doing business with Ma Xiao." Jiang Yulou was afraid that his family would think nonsense, so he explained: "I just picked some fungi from the mountains and sold them in the county. People in the city have high wages. , I like to eat something fresh and can afford it.”
"You kid, your hometown is dozens of miles away from the county. Not to mention you have to carry so much goods. Don't be exhausted." Mother Li Xiulian held Jiang Yulou's hand in distress and looked left and right, deeply afraid. He hurt his body.
Jiang Jianguo took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff. After blowing out a smoke ring, he frowned and said: "You are just a student, just go to school. It's nothing to learn from other people's business. Don't worry about money. My family can afford your education."
"It's illegal to do business. What if you...ahem..."
Jiang Jianguo spoke in a hurry and choked on the smoke in his throat.
Jiang Yuanchao patted his father on the back and said, "Dad, don't get excited. Xiaolou is doing this for the sake of the family."
There are some businesses in the village these days, but at most they just buy needles, thread, and brains from the county and sell them in the countryside. If they go to the county seat, they will look at them with a black eye. Moreover, private business is illegal, and no one dares to take the risk of going to the county seat.
Jiang Yulou naturally knew this, and he would not have come up with this solution if he had no other choice.
It’s not that the family is too poor, he has to be busy writing. Without his half of the labor, the burden on his parents and brother will be much heavier.
"Dad, mom and eldest brother, I'm just going to do this once. My family can't owe other people money for me. It's not easy for anyone these days."
The old father was startled: "Lou Wa, how do you know..."
Soon, he was only moved, and even the fatigue of farm work was nothing at this time.
