Li Yuan directly gave her a big bang and tapped her smooth forehead: "Your brother, I am a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations. I earn this money openly."
Li Zixia beamed: "Brother, tell me how you earned this money. I'm not a child anymore."
Girls generally mature early, and children of poor people become rich early. Li Zixia has a relatively clear understanding of money. Being able to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy brand-name shoes, clothes, etc. is no longer an ordinary big deal.
Li Yuan took out the newly bought laptop and asked with a smile: "Zixia, do you know what this is?"
"Brother, is this a laptop? A classmate in our class seems to have one at home."
"Yes, I just bought it today." Li Yuan smiled lightly.
Li Zixia's eyes lit up: "Brother, you even bought a laptop? It must cost several thousand. How did you get so much money?"
"The female classmate in our class has a laptop that seems to be made by Lianxiang. She can watch videos and play games...it cost seven or eight thousand."
"It's not expensive, it's just over 10,000, it's just a small amount of money."
"More than 10,000 yuan, and you still have a small amount of money? Brother, you are really rich. Is our family a hidden millionaire, or did you win 5 million in the lottery?"
"Tch, are you the kind of person who gets something for nothing? With my IQ, which was admitted to 985 University, making money is easy, all based on my own talent." Li Yuan smiled proudly:
"There is a golden room in the book, you know, right? I'll explain it to you later."
It feels pretty good to show off in front of my own sister. No wonder the ancients often said that wealth does not return to its hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.
This is just a sister who is not familiar with the world. If she drives home and buys a house in Shanghai, her status and face in front of young and old men will not be able to rise slowly.
Just like Jingdong Liu, when he returns to his hometown, the pomp, scene, and power leave a special feeling in his heart.
It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.
Of course, he is far from that point now, so he naturally has to hide it appropriately. He still understands the principle of not revealing wealth.
But that won't be the case in the future. Unless he is willing to lie down, he will definitely have a certain reputation and social status in the future.
When the time comes, thousands of people will accompany them, cheering in front of them and supporting them in front of them, returning home in fine clothes, wouldn’t it be a joy in the world?
Li Zixia hugged Li Yuan's arm and used the coquettish method: "Brother, what are you doing and how do you make so much money? Tell me quickly!"
"Here, let me show you." Li Yuan opened his laptop, connected the wireless network card, opened the Origin Chinese website, and pointed out "Fighting Starry Sky" which ranked first on the best-seller list to her.
"Zixia, have you read this book?"
""Battle of the Stars"?" Li Zixia exclaimed: "Brother, I heard this book mentioned by a classmate in our class. It seems to be a fantasy novel. I heard it is quite popular. There are a few boys in our class and they often discuss it. What’s the plot inside?”
Li Yuan said calmly: "I wrote it."
Li Zixia was completely stunned. This novel that was already famous on the Internet was actually written by his own brother?
For a moment, she was in a daze. It felt like a fantasy suddenly broke into reality. It was really incredible.
Although she didn't understand online novels, she saw that "Battle of the Stars" was ranked number one on the best-selling novel list, and she could understand that this novel would definitely make money.
So, what my brother said is not false? Did he really make a lot of money by writing online novels on his own?
"Brother, how much money can you make in a month?" Li Zixia asked curiously.
Li Yuan stretched out a finger.
Li Zixia's eyes lit up and he guessed nervously: "Brother, ten thousand?"
Li Yuan shook his head: "Guess, guess boldly, guess higher!"
"Brother, it won't be one hundred thousand, right?"
Li Zixia's voice was trembling. Her monthly living expenses were only more than 300 yuan. The three-bedroom, two-story building with a courtyard that her family just built last year only cost 80,000 to 90,000 yuan.
What is the concept of one hundred thousand yuan?
In this era, the total annual income of most families, before deducting expenses, does not reach this amount. The salary of an ordinary working class is only one or two thousand.
Li Yuan just smiled, neither affirming nor denying.
"Don't worry, Zixia. From now on, I will have a brother to protect you and take care of your favorite food and drink."
"Mua, brother is the best!" Li Zixia was so happy that she flew into the air.
"Brother, whatever you want to eat for lunch, I'll make it for you."
Li Yuan and Li Zixia are obviously good at cooking, and their skills are average. However, Li Yuan has been too lazy to cook since his rebirth.
He took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, handed them to Li Zixia gracefully, and said boldly: "Zixia, go shopping and buy some vegetables. Show off your skills. The rest will be your hard work."
Li Zixia took the hundred-yuan bill, her eyes formed crescents, and two small dimples were looming.
"Brother, what do you want to eat? Order!"
"Just watch it!"
"Okay, brother, just wait, I'll go to the street to buy groceries."
Li Zixia readily agreed. Her home was very close to the town market, only about seven or eight hundred meters away. She could get there in a few minutes by riding a small electric donkey.
Watching his sister leave, Li Yuan smacked his lips and smiled secretly: "Does this count as child labor?"
Money can make the world go round, and a rich brother is the male god in my sister's heart.
Not long after, my sister Li Xinxia came back, busy making lunch, a portion of spicy chicken, braised pork, hot and sour potato shreds, and tomato and egg soup. Although it was very simple, it had the warmth of home.
"Zixia, your cooking is indeed much more delicious than mine."
"Hey, brother, I will cook for you from now on, but you have to support me."
"Okay, it won't be easy to support you. Here is a thousand yuan. You can go out and buy whatever you want."
Looking at the stack of red banknotes that Li Yuan took out, Li Zixia's eyes were shining, and she looked like a little money addict: "Wow, brother, you are so good to me. I declare now that you will be my idol from now on." .”
…
In the evening of the next day, my parents returned home in a city-rural bus.
Li Yuan quickly took the package: "Dad, Mom, you are back, haven't you had dinner yet?"
Li Zixia also came out of the kitchen: "Dad, Mom, I've cut the vegetables and I'm just waiting for you to come back."
When Li Heng and Xia Qin saw this, they looked at each other and smiled, feeling particularly motivated.
This is family. Although it is very ordinary, it is very warm.
During dinner, before Li Yuan opened his mouth, Li Zixia happily told Li Heng and Xia Qin the news that Li Yuan had become an online writer and made a lot of money.
"My brother is amazing. The novel he wrote can earn more than 100,000 yuan a month. All my junior high school classmates are reading it."
Li Heng frowned and asked, "What novel can earn more than 100,000 yuan a month? Xiao Yuan, don't be fooled."
Xia Qin also found it incredible that her son was already making money even before he went to college?
Just make money, right? More than 100,000 a month?
How can this be?
Together, she and Li Heng only earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a year, which is considered pretty good among the surrounding villages and neighbors.
"Xiaoyuan, what is going on? Please tell us quickly."
As a last resort, Li Yuan could only open his laptop again, open the Origin Chinese website, and of course in front of his parents, log into the writer area and upload a chapter of "Fighting Starry Sky"...
"Dad, this is my manuscript fee for July, 1.6 million after tax..."
