After finding the direction, Lin Xiaoman went downstairs and stretched out his hand to Yao Jianfen, "Mom, give me 10 yuan. I'm going out to buy something."
"Take it yourself." Knowing that her daughter would not spend money indiscriminately, Yao Jianfen did not ask any more questions.
He took out two five-yuan bills and said, "Mom, I'm going out." Then Lin Xiaoman went out.
The town is very small. After walking for 10 minutes, Lin Xiaoman arrived at his destination - Xinxia Bookstore.
I picked up three or four newspapers that cost a few cents, bought a stack of graph paper for writing, a pen and ink, and a bottle of glue. The total cost was less than 7 yuan. In this era when pork cost less than 5 yuan per pound, prices were really cheap.
After leaving the bookstore, Lin Xiaoman went to the post office and used the remaining 3 yuan to buy envelopes and stamps.
After buying things, Lin Xiaoman returned to the store.
After going upstairs to put away everything else, Lin Xiaoman took her newspapers and said to Yao Jianfen, "Mom, you go upstairs and take a nap first. I'm not tired now. I can sleep in the afternoon."
"Okay, then I'll go to sleep for a while." After looking at the newspaper in Lin Xiaoman's hand, Yao Jianfen knew that she wanted to read a story, so she went back upstairs to rest.
Sitting on a small stool, Lin Xiaoman started reading the newspaper.
The owner of the bookstore said that these are the best-selling story newspapers at the moment, and everyone, young and old, men and women, likes to read them.
Lin Xiaoman read through the story at a glance, and by noon, he had a general understanding of the style of the story.
After eating two vegetable buns for lunch, Lin Xiaoman went upstairs at Yao Jianfen's urging of "Go to sleep and rest for a while."
Lin Xiaoman, who was always working hard, naturally didn't need to take a nap. He rummaged through the drawers in the room and finally found a dictionary that Zhixue had discarded, as well as several of her history textbooks.
In this world, the general direction of historical progress is similar, but the dynasties and historical figures are different from what she knows.
The little historical knowledge in the original owner's memory was not enough, so she needed to learn about it again in detail.
At around 2 o'clock, Yao Jianfen called out from downstairs. Knowing that she was going out to buy groceries, Lin Xiaoman went downstairs with paper and pen.
"Xiao Qiu, I'm going to buy some groceries. You take care of the store."
"Um."
After moving the steamer on the counter to make a little space, Lin Xiaoman found a piece of cardboard, put it underneath, and then began to write.
In ancient times, there was a scholar named Liang. When his parents died of a sudden illness, they tearfully told him: My son...
This is "The Scholar's Adventure in Saving a Snake", a vernacular version of the "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" series.
If she throws out what she thinks is a trump card right away, it may not be accepted by editors and the public. The trump card may turn out to be a dud. So she has to proceed step by step and see the market reaction first.
Since he hadn't written for a long time, Lin Xiaoman's writing speed was not very fast. Moreover, it must be said that the original owner's handwriting was really childish, just like that of an elementary school student.
If her handwriting is too ugly, she will lose points on the exam. If the editor passes her paper without even checking it because her handwriting is ugly, she will really cry.
Because he needed to write more neatly and was not very skilled, Lin Xiaoman had only written 500 words by the time Yao Jianfen came back on her tricycle.
After putting away the pen and paper, Lin Xiaoman helped to move the things.
After a busy afternoon, Lin Xiaoman continued writing.
"Xiaoqiu, what are you doing?" Yao Jianfen asked in confusion while washing and tidying up.
"Mom, I'm just bored, so I wanted to try writing a story. This newspaper is calling for submissions. I can just submit my work to them. If my story is picked up, it can even be published in the newspaper!" Lin Xiaoman explained without turning his head.
"What? Put it in the newspaper?" Yao Jianfen was so shocked that she stopped moving. She stared at her with wide eyes and said nervously, "Is this a scam?"
In Yao Jianfen's mind, those who wrote articles in newspapers were all great writers, well-educated people. How could such uneducated people as them possibly be published in newspapers?
"No, Mom, they don't charge any money. If you don't get selected, you'll just waste a few cents worth of stamps."
"Is that so? Okay, then, keep trying." Although Yao Jianfen thought that getting published in the newspaper was a fantasy, she didn't want to discourage her enthusiasm. After encouraging her, she reminded her, "But Xiaoqiu, if they ask you for money, you must tell me. Mom will help you with your advice."
"Um."
Write, write, write...
Before closing the store, Lin Xiaoman finally finished writing the story of the scholar and the monster, which was just over 2,000 words long.
Oh, my hands are sore.
Writing is much more tiring than fighting monsters!
After closing the shop, going upstairs and washing up, it was already very dark. Due to the high electricity bill, Lin Xiaoman could not work at night and could only lie in bed and sleep.
Early to bed and early to rise makes you healthy.
Before three in the morning, he got up again and started making buns in full swing.
After the peak working hours, there were fewer customers and Yao Jianfen could handle it alone, so Lin Xiaoman went back upstairs and continued writing stories at the shabby desk by the small window.
This time, Lin Xiaoman chose a folk tale.
Practice makes perfect. After yesterday's familiarization process, Lin Xiaoman's writing speed has improved.
In just three hours in the morning, three short stories were completed.
Story King Newspaper
Wonderful Stories Newspaper
Good Story Newspaper
Legends of the Past and Present: Martial Arts Edition
There are four stories. Lin Xiaoman chooses four newspapers respectively, writes on the envelopes and puts stamps on them. OK.
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