Shen Changan was worried, so he remained silent on the way back.

Jiang Yi has always been very sensitive. Seeing that Teacher Shen was in a bad mood, he lowered his head and did not say anything.

Until he returned home, Shen Changan came to Jiang Li's room with a stack of information.

He put the information on the table, and Jiang Li, who was teasing the child, was startled by the noise.

"Why did you bring back so much information? Aren't you tired of carrying it on the road?"

"These are all translation materials, mailed over by the publishing house."

Shen Changan simply told the whole story, and Jiang Li immediately became interested.

She took out a pair of scissors and quickly opened the packaging of the documents, then took out the top book and flipped through it casually.

Two pictures of great unity fell out of the book.

The family had a total of 20 yuan, but it only took her more than an hour to translate the materials.

In other words, she earned 20 yuan in more than an hour.

Jiang Li knew that translation was popular in the 1970s, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. It was simply huge profits!

Besides, translation is her forte, which is much easier than other physical work.

She only needs to use her brain and occasionally look up information, and she can output quickly.

However, this stack of information is a bit too thick. Even if I translate it day and night, it will take more than a week.

If something happens along the way, it may take more than ten days.

"The translation fee is quite good, but how long does the publisher give for this pile of information? And how is the fee calculated?"

Jiang Li asked very detailed questions, but Shen Changan didn't think too much about it at the time, so he couldn't answer.

Jiang Li saw that he didn't say anything for a long time, so he knew that he definitely didn't know.

She continued to sort out the documents and found a letter hidden inside.

After opening it, Jiang Li carefully read every word in the letter. It turned out that all the requirements and treatment were written clearly.

All translation materials are charged at a uniform rate of 25 per thousand words. These materials are relatively professional and require reading a large amount of information and having a huge vocabulary reserve, which is simply impossible for ordinary people to do.

Jiang Li calculated that she could translate 2,000 words a day at the fastest, and if she was slow, she might not even be able to finish translating 1,000 words, after all, she was a mother who had to take care of a child.

The publishing house sent a total of 50,000 words of materials and gave a deadline of one month.

As for the requirements for translation, it should be concise and fluent, and try to organize it with sentences that are acceptable to the public.

After the translation is completed, it will be reviewed. 25 per thousand words is just the most basic price. The price will be raised or lowered again in the future depending on the professionalism of the translation.

The minimum price reduction is 15 yuan per thousand words, and the higher it can be is 80 yuan per thousand words.

Jiang Li was very satisfied with the time, price, and subsequent supplementary terms.

This means that she can make a lot of money from translation in the next month.

As for how much you can earn, it mainly depends on your own ability and the other party's conscience.

But the guarantee of no less than 15 yuan per thousand words still made Jiang Li feel a lot more at ease.

At least there is minimum security, so no matter how hard you try, it will not be in vain.

"Xiao Li, what do you think of the above conditions? Are you acceptable?"

Shen Changan had never done translation work before, so he didn't know whether such pricing and rules were reasonable. He was afraid that Jiang Li would suffer a loss, so he was a little worried.

"The conditions are reasonable. Anyway, let's give it a try. If it's a good fit, we can work together later. If not, forget it."

Jiang Li said this, but in his heart he was thinking that even if it was 15 yuan per thousand words, he could make a lot of money in a month.

However, it is still far from making pastries. What if your translation is very accurate, but the other party only offers the lowest price? Such a publishing house is too shady and deceptive, and there is definitely no need to continue cooperation.

"If there's anything unreasonable, tell me and I'll reason with them. We absolutely cannot let them bully our little Li!"

Shen Changan hugged Jiang Li into his arms and said in an extremely firm tone.

"Okay, okay, if they dare to bully me, I will definitely be the first to tell you!"

"That's good."

Shen Changan lowered his head and gently kissed her slightly fragrant hair.

He buried his head in Jiang Li's neck and smelled the fragrance from her body.

"Xiao Li, you smell so good. Is it something you put on your body or is it just a natural smell?"

Jiang Li smelled himself in confusion, and strangely, there was no other scent except the scent of soap.

Jiang Li pulled Shen Changan out of the room. She took the soap she had bought a few days ago and asked Shen Changan.

"When you say fragrance, do you mean the smell of soap?"

Shen Changan took the soap and smelled it carefully, then shook his head affirmatively.

"No, I'm sure it's not this smell, but another faint fragrance. This fragrance is very special and only comes from you."

Jiang Liting thought what Shen Changan said was quite mysterious. She sniffed herself again to make sure there was no smell.

"I still can't smell it. I wonder if Jiang Yi can smell it?"

Jiang Li's unintentional words gave Shen Changan a lot of inspiration.

After dinner in the evening, Shen Changan tutored Jiang Yi in doing his homework. He held his chin with both hands and wanted to speak several times but didn't know how to start.

It wasn't until Jiang Yi finished all the questions and started asking questions that Shen Changan started the conversation.

"Jiang Yi, every time I get close to your sister, I can smell a fragrance on her body, but your sister says she doesn't use perfume, and it's not the smell of soap, and she can't smell it herself."

"I'm a little confused. Are we the only ones who can smell it? Is it my problem? Or can you smell it too?"

As soon as Shen Changan finished speaking, Jiang Li pushed the door and walked out of the room.

As her arms swung, Shen Changan smelled a pleasant fragrance again.

Jiang Yi quickly sniffed, but found that he could not smell anything, at most a little bit of soap smell.

But the whole family uses this soap, and he himself also smells like soap.

Why can’t Teacher Shen smell the soap on him, but can smell the soap on his sister?

Shen Changan turned his head and looked at Jiang Yi, expecting his answer.

Jiang Yi shook his head blankly and said helplessly, "I don't smell anything on my sister. Teacher Shen, is there something wrong with your nose? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Yi stared at Teacher Shen's nose and asked cautiously.

Shen Changan immediately frowned. He had undergone many examinations when he was in the army and had long confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his body.

If there really was a problem, he wouldn't be able to join the army even if his family had connections.

So, he was the only one who could smell Jiang Li's fragrance? So what was the logic behind this?

Shen Changan frowned, puzzled.