Chapter 300 News from Hong Kong
Buy new furniture!
I can afford it, but what's the point of buying these things?
Can you keep it there to make money? After this, they are all fine old furniture that can be used to buy new houses!
However, Cheng Xuyuan didn't dare to say anything about this now. He smiled and said, "Brother Guo, ever since I studied history, I've started to like old things."
"This is pretty good, so I want to get it for home use."
At this point, he patted Guo Yuangui on the shoulder and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go pay the bill."
After hearing what Cheng Xuyuan said, Guo Yuangui's eyes fell on the Huanghuali official hat chair and screen.
As he looked at this old object that was full of the flavor of the times, he inexplicably felt a lot of good feelings towards it.
This thing is really good. Cheng Xuyuan has good taste.
Unfortunately, I can’t afford it.
Even if I had money, I would not buy these, but some more practical furniture.
Just when Guo Yuangui's mind was full of mixed thoughts, he saw Cheng Xuyuan walking over with a staff member, who was holding two or three half-new quilts in his hands.
"Xuyuan, why did you buy these quilts?"
Seeing this half-new quilt, Guo Yuangui's heart moved.
After his quilt was wet by the water from the heating pipe, he thought about how to clean the bed.
But a second-hand quilt was too expensive and he couldn't afford it at the moment.
Now I just want to hold on for two days.
When Cheng Xuyuan bought a quilt at this time, his first feeling was that Cheng Xuyuan might have known about this matter and felt sorry for him, so he bought it for him without saying a word?
What should I do if Cheng Xuyuan gives it to me?
His first thought was to refuse. Although Cheng Xuyuan meant well, he felt that he still could not accept such kindness.
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Just as all kinds of thoughts were flashing through his mind, he heard Cheng Xuyuan say, "It's not easy to preserve these furniture. When I transport them later, I'll use quilts to pad the places where they touch."
"So as to avoid it getting damaged by bumps and bruises."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan patted the quilts and said, "This quilt is cheap, and it is worth the money."
Listening to Cheng Xuyuan's words, Guo Yuangui felt a surge of emotion.
I don't even have the money to buy this kind of quilt, but Cheng Xuyuan uses it as a cushion. The gap between me and Cheng Xuyuan is really huge!
It seems that I still need to work harder in the future.
Cheng Xuyuan hired a tricycle specially responsible for delivery from the trust store to transport the furniture to the Overseas Chinese Apartment. Then he and Guo Yuangui took great pains to move the furniture into the house.
The chairs and screens are easy to deal with, but the heaviest thing is the table.
The two of them walked and rested, and it took a lot of effort.
However, after placing the officer's hat chair and the round table in an empty room, it added a lot of unusual colors to the room.
"It's not a very matching match!" Cheng Xuyuan looked at the eight-immortals table and the official hat chair and shook his head.
However, Guo Yuangui thought it was pretty good.
He smiled and said, "Xuyuan, you can use this place as a place to entertain guests and drink tea. If you hang some calligraphy and paintings, it will have an antique flavor."
"That's true, but the layout of the room is like this. No matter how you adjust it, it still looks weird."
At this point, Cheng Xuyuan said to himself: "It seems that it would be better to get a courtyard house in the future."
Guo Yuangui did not hear Cheng Xuyuan's words clearly. If he knew that his good friend was thinking of buying a courtyard house to house this set of furniture, he really didn't know what to think.
"Xuyuan, I'm leaving first." After drinking a bowl of water, Guo Yuangui prepared to leave.
In his opinion, this was just a small favor to Cheng Xuyuan, and there was really nothing much to say.
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Brother Guo, you've been busy with me for the whole afternoon, you have to eat something."
"Let's go, let's go eat."
As he spoke, Cheng Xuyuan was about to walk out.
"Don't you have a kitchen?" Guo Yuangui looked at Cheng Xuyuan's clean and tidy kitchen and said, "How about we cook some noodles?"
"How can I treat you to noodles when you come? The Hongwei Restaurant not far from us serves good Sichuan cuisine. Let's go and try it."
Cheng Xuyuan said: "It just so happens that I am also greedy."
In the end, Guo Yuangui did not argue with Cheng Xuyuan, and the two of them came to Hongwei Restaurant. Cheng Xuyuan ordered a dish of fried pork with peppers, a dish of hot and cold beef lung slices, and then asked for four white flour buns and started eating.
Guo Yuangui was sweating profusely while eating, but it also made his body warm.
However, when he was about to return to school, Cheng Xuyuan called him home again.
Cheng Xuyuan, who was not going back to school, took out the quilts he used as furniture cushions for transportation from home and said, "Yuangui, these quilts are useless in my house and they take up space."
"Please bring it to school for me and put it on my bed."
"Whenever I don't want to come back here, I'll go to sleep."
Cheng Xuyuan's bedding had been taken to the Overseas Chinese Apartment some time ago.
Although those beddings were not very valuable, they were made by the owner's mother. Cheng Xuyuan, who rarely went back to the dormitory, took the bedding back.
Hearing Cheng Xuyuan's words, Guo Yuangui didn't think much about it and directly tied the bedding to the back seat of the bicycle and said, "Okay, I'll take it back and make it for you."
On the way back to the dormitory, what Guo Yuangui thought about most was the situation when Cheng Xuyuan bought furniture.
There was a growing sense of fighting spirit in his heart.
He felt that even if he could not become someone like Cheng Xuyuan, he could not give up on himself.
He also has to rely on himself, earn more money, and change the situation at home.
After returning to the dormitory and spreading the quilt on Cheng Xuyuan's bed, Guo Yuangui went to the library.
He is a person who likes to study, so when he is not in class, he will focus his energy on the library.
After the library closed, Guo Yuangui returned to the dormitory with a book under his arm.
He glanced at his roommate who was talking, then said to Xu Simou, "Simou, I troubled Old Xu yesterday, so I'll trouble you today."
Xu Simou looked at Guo Yuangui strangely and said, "Old Guo, are you stupid?"
"Our bed is so small, why do you have to squeeze in with me?"
"Isn't there a quilt on Xuyuan's bed? Can't you sleep there?"
"He has no one here anyway."
Guo Yuangui looked at the bed he had made and suddenly something dawned on him.
It seems...it seems that what Xu Simou said was not wrong at all.
In this case, why should I bother Xu Simou? Lying on the comfortable and warm bed, Guo Yuangui thought of the scene where Cheng Xuyuan took him to the trust store to buy things.
Did he really buy these quilts to protect the furniture from bumps? It seems that there are still many tattered grass blankets in the trust store that can prevent bumps!
Isn't that more economical?
Although Guo Yuangui focused all his energy on studying, he quickly understood what Cheng Xuyuan meant. This was to avoid embarrassment! When he suddenly realized it, Guo Yuangui almost burst into tears!
There is no one more lovely than Cheng Xuyuan! He always puts himself in his friends' shoes and always gives you the most timely help at the most critical moment.
And this guy is so thoughtful. He was so considerate and helped me a lot in such a quiet way.
However, he did not intend to tell Cheng Xuyuan about this gratitude, but buried it deep in his heart.
Guo Yuangui felt that Cheng Xuyuan's helping hand this time was undoubtedly a practical lesson for him on how to behave in society, which might have a profound impact on his future life.
For college students, their favorite time is still Saturday afternoon.
The reason why it is not Friday is of course that there is only one Sunday in a week.
In the cold wind, Cheng Xuyuan and Fang Yuqing rode their bicycles towards Shijingshan.
Although neither of them pedaled very fast, they were still sweating when they arrived at Shijingshan.
This time we came to Fang's house for dinner to welcome Qin Wenhui back from Hong Kong.
As members of the foreign trade company, Qin Wenhui and Manager Wang stayed in Hong Kong for more than two weeks before they got things done.
Just got back today.
Before he entered the front door of the Fang family, Qin Wenhui's voice came from the living room: "Brother, I have learned a lot this time, don't say..."
Listening to Qin Wenhui's high-sounding speech, Fang Yuqing curled her lips and said, "Brother-in-law is a person who likes to show off."
"You didn't spit like him when you came back from Hong Kong..."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Yuqing, your brother-in-law's personality is quite good. At least it can liven up the atmosphere."
"Let's go, let's have a good meal today."
After hearing what Cheng Xuyuan said, Fang Yuqing swallowed what she was about to say.
When the two of them walked into the living room, Qin Wenhui, who was talking excitedly, said, "Xuyuan, it's a pity that you didn't go to Hong Kong this time."
"You don't even know how famous you are in Hong Kong now!"
"Your book, Zhu Xian, is now the most discussed work in Hong Kong."
"I heard from a friend at Wen Hui Newspaper that when you wrote about Bi Yao's death, the windows of their newspaper office were smashed!"
"Tsk tsk, luckily you don't live there, otherwise the glass in your house might not be saved."
Listening to Qin Wenhui's words, Fang Yuqing said in disbelief: "Brother-in-law, is Xu Yuan's "Zhu Xian" really that popular?"
"How can I lie to you about this?"
"Let me tell you, during this trip to Hong Kong, we also met Mr. Cha and Mr. Huo. After they heard that Xuyuan and I were relatives, they all asked me to say hello to Xuyuan!"
"Moreover, Mr. Cha also said that the more he read Xu Yuan's Zhu Xian, the more he liked it. What did he say? Yes! He couldn't put it down."
"He feels that you have broadened the writing direction of martial arts novels. It can be said that you have created a new genre."
Qin Wenhui said with a hint of emotion: "I met several people who wanted to contact Xuyuan. They hoped that Xuyuan would finish writing the novel as soon as possible so that they could make a TV series."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "Don't worry about this for now."
"Let's talk about it after I finish writing it."
Qin Wenhui continued, "Xuyuan, the Wenhui Newspaper asked me to ask you, how long can you continue writing this book?"
"If you finish this book, can you write a similar work?"
"They said that as long as you can continue to write, they are willing to increase your manuscript fee to 150 yuan per thousand words."
One hundred and fifty dollars per thousand words, although it is Hong Kong dollars, but Cheng Xuyuan can earn two or three hundred dollars by writing three or four thousand words a day.
This is two or three months’ salary for a person!
What's more, overseas remittance vouchers are also involved here.
Even Fang Yuanfeng looked at Cheng Xuyuan with a complicated look at this time. Although he felt some resentment in his heart about Cheng Xuyuan not getting a divorce, he had to admit that Cheng Xuyuan was really not comparable to ordinary people in terms of making money.
Cheng Xuyuan didn't care much about the royalties.
He smiled and said, "Let's talk about this later. Brother Wenhui, when you were in Hong Kong, did you notice the sales of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" when it was released?"
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