"Wen Qiang, it's really you, you really came to see me." When she saw Xiang Nan, she was stunned for a moment, and then happily threw herself into his arms.
Xiang Nan smiled and hugged her, then gave her the violet flower, "Yanyun, long time no see~"
Fang Yanyun took a look at the flowers and saw that they were violets instead of red roses. She couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but she still happily invited Xiang Nan in, "Come in and sit down."
"Okay." Xiang Nan nodded.
"This flower is so beautiful." Fang Yanyun smiled again, "Sister Xiang, go to my room and take down the agate vase."
The maid responded.
After a while, the vase was brought.
Fang Yanyun inserted the flowers with her own hands, and then said with a smile, "Wen Qiang, how do you know that I like violet flowers?"
"I thought it drove beautifully and matched you well, so I bought it." Xiang Nan nodded.
"Well, you have always been so discerning." Fang Yanyun said happily.
…
"Mr. Xu, drink tea." Sister Xiang made a pot of tea.
Xiang Nan and Fang Yanyun were drinking tea and chatting.
"Wen Qiang, when did you arrive in Hujiang?" Fang Yanyun asked with a smile.
"I arrived three days ago." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "I originally wanted to come to you as soon as possible, but it was too shabby at that time, so I waited for a few days."
"Shabby?!" Fang Yanyun looked him up and down, then smiled and shook her head, "That's not like it."
Xiang Nan's silk suit, woolen hat, leather shoes, and gold pocket watch cost only one or two hundred dollars, but they couldn't be bought. In any case, it cannot be called shabby.
Xiang Nan smiled and didn't explain much.
"Eat here, I'll wash your hands for you. What do you want to eat?" Fang Yanyun smiled again, "By the way, you must have said that when it comes to eating, you don't have to eat all kinds of delicacies, the most important thing is to be full."
"You still know me best." Xiang Nan smiled and nodded.
Fang Yanyun was very happy to hear what he said and immediately ordered Feng's mother to prepare meals.
"By the way, Wen Qiang, you have been in Hujiang for three days. Where are you staying now?" Fang Yanyun asked again.
"Pujiang Hotel." Xiang Nan smiled.
"How dare you call yourself shabby after staying in such a good hotel." Fang Yanyun said with a smile.
"However, I plan to rent a house to live in next time." Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Pujiang Hotel is good, but it is not suitable for long-term living."
"Why don't you rent a house? Come and live with me." Fang Yanyun said immediately after hearing this.
Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile, "Yanyun, you will always be my good friend. I don't want to trouble you with everything."
Fang Yanyun heard his subtext and could only smile and nod, "Well, in short, if you need any help, you can come to me."
Xiang Nan nodded.
"Then what are you going to do in Hujiang?" Fang Yanyun asked again.
"I'm just a scholar. I don't have the strength to tie a chicken, so what else can I do?" Xiang Nan smiled and said, "I'm going to write something."
"Okay, you are so talented, I believe you can do it." Fang Yanyun clapped her hands and smiled.
"Thank you." Xiang Nan nodded.
…
After the two chatted for a while, they ate together.
Valley Butterfly
After finishing the meal, Fang Yanyun drove Xiang Nan back to Pujiang Hotel.
"Wen Qiang, after we met, you didn't even ask me what I'm doing now." She said suddenly.
"I've heard some." Xiang Nan was silent for a moment and said, "I don't support it, but I can understand it."
"Thank you." Fang Yanyun breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't want to explain too much. I have my own difficulties."
"Yes, I know." Xiang Nan nodded, "Yanyun, we are good friends. If you have any trouble in the future, you can always come to me."
"Okay, it's settled." Fang Yanyun responded immediately.
…
Xiang Nan then rented an apartment on Changning Road, with two bedrooms and one living room, with transparency from north to south. The monthly rent is fifteen yuan, equivalent to half a month's salary of a white-collar worker.
After renting a house, Xiang Nan began to write his own.
In the 1920s, writing was very profitable.
For example, well-known writers such as Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Tian Han, Ba Jin, and Yu Dafu can receive royalties of three to six yuan per thousand words. The monthly income can reach about 400 yuan, which is more than ten times that of ordinary white-collar workers.
And Mr. Zhang Henshui bought a mansion with seven yards in the capital with the help of his book "The Golden Fen Family".
There were many genres at that time, including realistic themes, critical themes, romance, detectives, martial arts, etc.
Xiang Nan plans to write the martial arts he is best at - "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
This is one of Mr. Jin Yong’s classic works, ushering in a new era of new martial arts. The story has ups and downs, the characters are vivid, and the plot has twists and turns. It was very popular as soon as it came out and became popular in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia. Decades after it came out, it is still famous and is known as one of the most classic martial arts.
Xiang Nan immediately bought paper and pen and started writing.
He writes extremely fast and can write 20,000 words in a day. Within a few days, I had accumulated hundreds of thousands of manuscripts.
Later, Xiang Nan submitted the manuscript to Shenbao.
Shenbao was founded in 1872 and lasted until its suspension in 1949. It is one of the longest-running and most influential newspapers in modern China.
The reason why Xiang Nan submitted his manuscript to it was because of its circulation and influence.
…
About a week after the manuscript was sent out, Xiang Nan was writing in the study that day when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He immediately walked over and opened the door, and saw a gentle man wearing glasses standing outside the door.
"Hello, does Mr. Xu Wenqiang live here?" the visitor asked with a smile.
"Hello, this is Xu Wenqiang. Who are you..." Xiang Nan nodded and then asked.
"Hello, Mr. Xu, this is Shen Jingtao, editor of Shenbao." The visitor introduced himself.
"Hello Editor Shen, please come in and sit down." Xiang Nan smiled and nodded, bringing Shen Jingtao in, and then made a pot of tea, "Mr. Shen, please have some tea."
"Thank you." Shen Jingtao nodded, "Mr. Xu, I have read your masterpiece "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". It is really well written. I am not exaggerating. I think it is better than Mr. Xiang's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". ", the writing is even more wonderful."
Mr. Xiang is Xiang Kairan, whose pen name is Pingjiang Buxiaosheng. His representative works include "The Legend of Jianghu", "The Legend of Modern Chivalrous Heroes" and so on.
The internal and external skills that modern readers are familiar with, the sectarian struggle, the hero Huo Yuanjia, the burning of the Red Lotus Temple, etc. all started from him.
Because he was the first to write martial arts and pioneered the martial arts craze, he is also known as the founder of the old school of martial arts.
When Xiang Nan heard this, he smiled and waved his hands, "Hey, that's just a game of mine. How dare you compete with Mr. Xiang?"
In fact, it is an indisputable fact that "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is better than "The Legend of Jianghu".
Because most of the old school martial arts were derived from koan and short fights, they have a strong storytelling flavor. If you often listen to storytelling, you will know that any character can lead to a story that has nothing to do with the main plot.
