Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 217 He Versailles Ping

"At that time, I had just settled in Hantun, and my family was poor. The team gave me an unoccupied house, and I took my son to live in those two earthen houses. I have never done such a thing before. Physical labor, I just want to earn some pocket money by submitting manuscripts, but the manuscript has been submitted for more than a month and there is no movement, and the family can't even open the pot.

So I borrowed [-] fertilized eggs from the captain with a sly face, and prepared to hatch the eggs. It took me more than half a month to fiddle with it.When the eggs hatched into chicks, I sold them in the market, and then recruited my good little brother from the team, and we grew bigger little by little.

We are in a rural area, and every family in the team raises chickens. The market was saturated within a short time after my chicks were sold.So I wanted to open a chicken farm to sell eggs.You also know the atmosphere of the past two years, the higher-ups turn a blind eye, but the premise is that you have to be sneaky, and you can't mobilize the crowd.If you want to grow bigger, you can only cooperate with the team, so I joined our production team to build a chicken farm.This chicken farm has been in operation for almost two years, and the benefits are not bad. My main energy is put on it. "

He Ping briefly told everyone about his experience, and Li Tuo was amazed.

"Brother, you are talented!"

Wang Fu caught the key information in He Ping's words, "You said you still have a son? I think you are quite young, aren't you married? Where did you get your son?"

He Ping said: "Hey, where is it? My son is actually a child I met after I arrived in Hantun. His mother passed away, and his father went back to the city to study and didn't care about the child. If the child had a meal at his uncle's house, I would Find the captain and let him pass me."

Several people around looked at He Ping with admiration.

This is a real good man!

At this time, He Ping's image in everyone's mind suddenly grew.

Wang Meng patted He Ping's shoulder heavily, "Good job!"

Wang Fu looked at He Ping with admiration. If what she admired was only He Ping's talent before, then now she must also add character and ability.

Li Tuo asked: "Then how big is your chicken farm now? How much money can you earn?"

He Ping recalled it for a while, and said in a casual tone: "I probably earned 20 yuan last year."

20?
Everyone couldn't close their mouths, and their eyes widened when they looked at He Ping.

You must know that writers are definitely regarded as high-income groups in this era. Their manuscript fees can be hundreds of thousands of dollars, and writing a novel may even be equivalent to ten years' wages of an ordinary worker.

But the number spit out from He Ping's mouth still shocked everyone!
What is the concept of 20 yuan? Pork these days is only 25 cents a catty, which is [-] catties when converted into pork.

People in the entire production team ate meat so fast that they might not be able to finish it in a year.

At this time, Zhu Wei's feelings towards He Ping had become admiration. If he had the way of making money like He Ping, what kind of editor would he be?

"Good boy! Is it true? Then your life in Hantun is better than that in the city?" Wang Fu exclaimed.

He Ping waved his hand and said: "I can't say that, we have earned some money, but everyone should have experienced life in the countryside. It is not enough to make up for it after a year of good money. I guess it will take at least three to five years. In a few years, our life in Hantun will be on par with the city's standard."

Ho Versailles Pin.

If the people present knew the term "posterity", they would definitely put this hat on He Ping's head.

Three to five years, why don't you say three to five days.

You must know that the gap between urban and rural areas in this era is much greater than that of later generations. Only one household registration has driven many educated youths who failed to return to the city crazy.

One pays food, the other eats food; the other is born, old, sick, and dead, and the other has a busy year and owes the production team a famine.

Can't compare, really can't compare.

Although everyone present felt that what He Ping said might be a bit exaggerated, but considering the figure he mentioned just now, it is not impossible for this situation to happen.

Wang Mengyu said with admiration: "Brother He Ping, you really impress me! I thought my experience in northern Xinjiang was already legendary enough, but I didn't expect you to be such an expert. With your actions Bi, what I did in Northern Xinjiang is really nothing to mention!"

He Ping hurriedly said humbly: "Don't say that, I have caught up with the right time, place and people, and I can't do anything wrong. You are fighting alone in northern Xinjiang, and I can't compare with you."

"Ashamed, ashamed, we..."

"Okay, okay, you two stop flattering each other." Wang Fu interrupted the two of them, and she asked He Ping again: "He Ping, what about your writing? Did you lose your post if you didn't hear anything about your previous submission?"

He Ping replied: "Of course there is a follow-up. Not long after I hatched the chick, the letter from "Contemporary" arrived, and my first novel "Spirit and Flesh" was published. Later, I also wrote several science fiction novels. , published one after another in the "Science Fiction World" magazine. Later, when I watched the children in the team read books, I came up with the idea of ​​writing a fairy tale, and then I wrote an article "The Wandering Cricket". I asked my girlfriend to draw a lot of illustrations for me, and sent them to Juvenile and Children's Publishing House. I didn't expect to be photographed by others, and it was published.

Then "Science Fiction World" probably felt that the quality of my short stories was not bad, so they helped me publish my collection of science fiction short stories.Later, I received a call from director Xie Jin, asking me to come and participate in the film adaptation of the novel "Spirit and Flesh". "

After everyone listened to it, they were only amazed.

The young man Zhu Wei looked at He Ping with envy and even jealousy, and couldn't help it. How could there be such a person in the world.

I just want to write a novel to make a living, and the novel will be published in major magazines immediately; if I want to earn some money to improve my life, I can open a chicken farm, improve my own conditions and lead the members to become rich; Still have the heart to adopt a minor child.

Compared with He Ping, Zhu Wei felt that he had spent the first half of his life on dogs, and the envy, jealousy, and admiration in his heart were mixed together, which was indescribable.

Sometimes the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and animals.

He Ping is not yet [-] this year, and he lives in the countryside, so he can accomplish so many things in just two or three years.Regardless of the benefits, just from the perspective of doing things, this is definitely a talented person who is one in a million.

(End of this chapter)