The next day, when Lao Xu came to work, Zhou Yang was still sleeping in the small single room.
Lao Xu was originally going to wake him up inside, but when he saw a thick stack of manuscripts on his desk, he was shocked.
Putting aside whether these manuscripts are up to standard or not, just writing so many words in one night is enough to make one’s scalp numb.
You must know that the hand speed of a normal person is no more than 20 words per minute, and some people with extraordinary talents can only write 45 words per minute. This is still writing without thinking.
Translation is different from native language writing. This thing requires cross-translation, which is actually very time-consuming and labor-intensive.
After working for so many years, Lao Xu has seen the best translators who can only translate seven to eight thousand words a day, which is already the limit.
But Zhou Yang is different. Yesterday, he completed the translation of a 10,000-word journal in less than four hours.
His work efficiency in the evening was even more astonishing, and he managed to finish translating two journals again.
Lao Xu made a rough estimate and found that Zhou Yang had written at least 20,000 words from yesterday afternoon to now.
Although I don't know when he took a rest last night, even if he worked until dawn, this speed was still unmatched.
But what Lao Xu didn't know was that Zhou Yang in his previous life had learned English very professionally and systematically, published articles in English all year round, and personally translated English books.
Therefore, his English level is very high, even higher than that of most foreigners who speak English as their native language.
It is really not that difficult to translate these journals and magazines that do not involve a lot of professional terminology.
Knowing that he had found a treasure, Lao Xu did not disturb Zhou Yang's rest. Instead, he picked up the phone on his desk and hurriedly dialed a number to the distant provincial capital!
.......
When Zhou Yang woke up, it was already past eleven in the morning!
When he walked out of the small room, he saw Lao Xu receiving several young women, who seemed to be buying books.
After seeing Zhou Yang, Lao Xu immediately said: "Xiao Zhou, wash your face first, and we will have lunch together later!"
"okay!"
When Zhou Yang came out of the bathroom, the young women had also left, and only Lao Xu was left in the entire bookstore.
"Xiao Zhou, I have some good news for you!"
"Brother Xu, is there any news from the provincial capital?" Zhou Yang asked hurriedly.
"Well, after being reviewed and evaluated by experts from the provincial capital, all your manuscripts are qualified, and the accuracy rate is over 98%, so you are now officially a translator!"
After hearing the good news, Zhou Yang was in a very good mood and said immediately: "Thank you, Brother Xu, for taking care of me!"
"Hahaha, this is what I should do. I will need you, Xiao Zhou, to take more care of me in the future!"
"We are taking care of each other and cooperating for a win-win situation!"
"Well, I have read the manuscript you translated last night, and it will be sent to the province for review as soon as possible! Also, do you have any requirements regarding the remuneration?" Lao Xu said again.
"Didn't you say there are standards?"
"Standards are standards. In order to take care of special talents like you, in addition to money, we can also provide you with some tickets. I wonder which tickets you need?" Old Xu said.
Zhou Yang didn't expect such a good thing, and immediately said: "I want some rice stamps and meat stamps, and it would be better if there are oil stamps and sugar stamps!"
In fact, Zhou Yang also wants a few industrial coupons. After all, it is more than 20 kilometers from Babaoliang Village to Yunshan County, and it takes at least more than three hours to walk.
In the following time, he would inevitably have to go back and forth to the county to mail manuscripts, which would require a full bicycle.
But he thought that industrial coupons were not easy to get, and it was the first time he asked someone for rice stamps, meat stamps, etc., so he was really embarrassed to ask for industrial coupons again.
Anyway, there would be opportunities in the future, so Zhou Yang suppressed the idea of asking for industrial coupons.
Hearing that Zhou Yang wanted some ordinary things, Lao Xu immediately said: "I will report to the superiors, it should be no problem!"
"Thank you so much, Brother Xu!"
Lao Xu saw that the time was almost up, so he immediately locked the store and took Zhou Yang to the state-owned hotel opposite!
.......
Zhou Yang finally had meat, a plate of fat and oily pork head, plus half a pork knuckle!
In addition, Lao Xu also ordered a bottle of Maotai worth 4 yuan!
Although Zhou Yang had experienced an era in later generations when material was so abundant that he could waste it at will, and he had already passed the age where he was greedy for food, he should not have too much desire for food.
But whether it was the needs of his young body or the fact that he had eaten too many coarse grains and wild vegetables in the past few days after his rebirth, he actually coveted the pig head meat that he had dismissed in his previous life!
Lao Xu obviously saw Zhou Yang's thoughts and made arrangements for him directly.
This meal was a comfortable one, and it was not over until the two of them had swept away all the meat and wine on the table.
After having enough wine and food, the two returned to the bookstore again.
Old Xu spent the entire afternoon sorting out the books on the bookshelf, and took time to receive a batch of new books, while Zhou Yang continued to stay in the bookstore and translate journals.
In fact, Lao Xu wanted to give him some professional books for translation. However, since Zhou Yang was only a small translator now, and he had not yet been subject to political review, some confidential information could not be handed over to him for translation.
Lao Xu also made this situation clear to Zhou Yang, and Zhou Yang expressed his understanding but didn't care at the same time.
He knew that there were enemy agents in this era, and the superiors would naturally not hand over confidential information to an unknown person for translation, no matter how skilled the person was.
Therefore, when his manuscript is sent to the above, he must also be investigated by the above.
Only after passing the review can his ability be truly valued by the superiors and be able to play a role.
Before that, he could only practice with less important periodicals and magazines published in Western countries!
Fortunately, the purpose of his translation is not to gain access to state secrets, but to make money. There is no difference between professional translation books and translation magazines for him, only the remuneration is different.
In an entire afternoon, Zhou Yang successfully translated the two journals at an astonishing speed.
His work efficiency once again shocked Lao Xu, forcing the bookstore manager to re-evaluate Zhou Yang's strength!
Originally, he thought that Zhou Yang's foreign language proficiency should be at the professional level, only slightly worse than those foreign language experts in the provincial capital.
But now it seems that I have underestimated Zhou Yang's strength. His level is at least expert level. He should not be much worse than those foreign language experts, or even better.
Overjoyed, Lao Xu once again dragged Zhou Yang to the state-owned hotel after get off work. He had to establish a good relationship with this young man. Such a talent was really rare.
But this time Zhou Yang didn't let Lao Xu treat him. He knew that the lunch meal was not cheap. It cost more than ten yuan at least. After all, a bottle of Maotai cost 4 yuan.
Although Lao Xu is a state cadre holding an iron rice bowl, he only earns more than 30 yuan a month. One meal consumes one-third of his monthly salary, which can still make him pay for two meals in a row.
Moreover, friends in a relationship value reciprocity, always take advantage of others, and this kind of friend will not last long.
Therefore, Zhou Yang insisted on paying for the dinner himself.
It's just that Zhou Yang, who didn't have much money, didn't treat Lao Xu to meat or wine, he just ordered two simple bowls of hot noodle soup!
