Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 508 Wang Zi is going to teach in the Northwest

However, Fang Minghua made a decision quickly.

"OK, thanks."

"Let's go, Uncle Fang, we're going to have a big dinner today!" The girl was very happy, and the two of them left the courtyard.

There is still some distance from Shichahai to Qianmen, so Fang Minghua simply called a taxi and it took almost forty minutes to arrive near Qianmen.

It was already dark, and the lanterns were starting to turn on.

The KFC located west of Qianmen is the first KFC in China. It has three floors. Fang Minghua and his friends took a car to rush there. From the outside, they could see bright lights. Although it was a cold winter night, there were still people coming and going.

"This KFC opened in November 87. The American ambassador came to cut the ribbon, as did many important leaders. There were also performances by gong and drum bands and yangko bands. I also came to watch the fun. There were more people than there are now," Wang Zi said as he walked.

“Have you tried it?”

"It's too expensive. I can't afford it. The cheapest set meal is seven dollars and fifty cents." Wang Zi felt a little embarrassed and said quickly.

"But I have money now. Not only do I have royalties, but I also just got paid two days ago."

With your meager royalties and salary, Fang Minghua feels a little bit reluctant.

But I was too embarrassed to say it out loud and hurt the girl's feelings.

The two went up to the second floor and saw that the queue was so long.
Fang Minghua immediately wanted to back out.

"Uncle Fang, let's divide the work. You go grab a seat and I'll queue up." The girl made the decision immediately.

"How can I, a grown-up, have the nerve to grab a seat? You go grab it and I'll queue up. When it's almost ready, I'll ask you to pay."

"Well, you must call me when the time comes."

The girl quickly rushed into the restaurant, and Fang Minghua obediently stood in line behind her.

After waiting for half an hour, it was Fang Minghua's turn.

"Sir, what set would you like?" asked a girl in a red sweater and khaki work pants.

Not to mention, the girl is very pretty and tall, estimated to be over 1.68 meters!
I guess they were selected according to the standards for selecting flight attendants?
Fang Minghua sighed inwardly, then quickly ordered two sets of meals after seeing the menu on the table:

2 pieces of original chicken + mashed potatoes with chicken sauce + shredded vegetable salad + a small bun, and of course a hamburger, a total of 30.8 yuan for two!
Oh my God
The price of 40 Roujiamo!
Fang Minghua complained in his heart, but still paid with a smile.

"Sir, would you like any other drinks or beer?"

KFC stores of this era serve beer!

Fried chicken and beer!
Did the Korean-style fried chicken and beer of later generations learn from this?

Fang Minghua ordered a bottle of Five Star beer and a Pepsi for Wang Zi. After paying, he took the receipt and found Wang Zi at a small table by the window in the restaurant.

"Everything has been ordered." Fang Minghua put the receipt on the table.

"Ah? You paid the money. We agreed that I would pay for it." Wang Zi said after seeing the receipt.

"Next time, wait until you make money from writing books before inviting me." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"OK then."

She just secretly looked at the amount on the receipt.

Almost 40 dollars.

Half a month's salary is gone.
If I hadn't lived in Fang Minghua's courtyard for free, and if I had been more frugal, I would have been able to barely make ends meet in Yanjing with my salary of 100 yuan, not to mention buying books.

Not long after, the girl heard her number being called and hurried over to get the plates, and the two began to eat.

Fang Minghua was indeed not very interested in this thing, but Wang Zi ate it with big mouthfuls and it seemed very relishing.

Originally Fang Minghua wanted to remind him that this thing is high in calories and eating it will make him gain weight, but then he thought, how many times can the girl come to eat in a year?

And the girl wasn't fat.

The two of them chatted while eating.

Soon we turned to literature.

"Teacher Fang, the book you wrote is really great!" Wang Zi said. "Skywalker?"

“Yes, those teachers are amazing.”

"There are many such teachers in rural areas, especially in the northwest." Fang Minghua said lightly: "There are some where I was sent to work in the countryside. I went there once last summer." Fang Minghua told the girl what he saw and heard in Baiyin Bandeng Village.

"So, the stories in your book all have prototypes." The girl was chewing a hamburger and looked surprised when she heard this.

"Of course. Art comes from life. What good things can you write by sitting in your room and making up stories?"

After hearing this, Wang Zi fell into deep thought and suddenly said.

"What to decide?"

Wang Zi put down the hamburger in his hand and said, "I have decided to go to the Northwest to teach!"

"You want to go and teach?!" Fang Minghua raised his head and looked at the other party in surprise.

"Yes, Uncle Fang, do you think my academic qualifications are not enough? I signed up for the correspondence course of Yanshi University two years ago, and graduated last summer with a technical secondary school diploma." Wang Zi hurriedly explained.

"That's not what I meant." Fang Minghua's expression became serious:

"The conditions in the Northwest are extremely harsh! Don't let your mind get carried away and you act impulsively after reading this book I wrote or listening to the stories I told you!"

"No, Uncle Fang, I actually had this idea some time ago. Now the Hope Project is being promoted on TV and radio. It not only calls on everyone to donate money and materials to poor rural students, but also calls on college students to teach in poor areas. It says that the Youth Foundation has a special teaching project."

"What else?"

"I've been in Yanjing for almost three years. I want to go out and take a look at the vast Northwest described in your book. You don't have to worry that I can't endure hardship. I left Shencheng and came to Yanjing when I was less than 17 years old. I suffered a lot, but I didn't tell you." The girl looked very indifferent.

Fang Minghua was silent for a while.

After a while, he said, "Wang Zi, I respect your choice. How about this, if you are determined to teach, I know the organizer of the foundation. I will let you go to the place where I joined the team. I am familiar with that place and I know the local people. It will be more convenient for you to go there."

"That's great! I really want to visit the place you described." The girl clapped her hands happily.

"Okay, go sign up first, and I'll contact my friends at the foundation tomorrow."

After the meal, the two men asked Fang Minghua to send the girl to the gate of his courtyard house and gave her a few words of advice before leaving.

"Uncle Fang, there will be no one to help you watch the door after I leave." The girl suddenly said.

"It doesn't matter. I'll ask someone to come and check it out more often. There's nothing valuable in the yard anyway." Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"If I come back to Yanjing from teaching in the Northwest, can I still live here?"

"Yes, you can stay if you want."

"Thank you, Uncle Fang, goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

After seeing the girl close the door, Fang Minghua turned and left.

Fang Minghua really didn't expect Wang Zi to make such a decision.

In history, this girl named Mianmian did not seem to have such experience. She basically lived in big cities like Yanjing and Shencheng, which were the most developed cities in the country but also filled with a decadent and corrupt atmosphere.

Therefore, the novels she wrote are also filled with this atmosphere between the lines.

Come to think of it, it would be a good idea to go there. Her life will undergo tremendous changes, right?

Since Fang Minghua had promised Wang Zi, she called Yu Hailong, the deputy secretary-general of the Youth Foundation, the next morning. After a few words of greeting, she explained her purpose.

In order to get Wang Zi to teach in Jingtai County, Baiyin, Fang Minghua also emphasized that Wang Zi was his relative - his cousin.

Yu Hailong naturally agreed and said that once Wang Zi signed up, he would contact Baiyin in Gansu Province and make sure everything was arranged.

After finishing his work, Fang Minghua was planning to buy a ticket back to Yanjing in the afternoon, but during lunch, he received a call from Song Tangtang.

"Minghua, please don't come back for the time being. In order to promote your book, Shu Bin has organized a promotional event and asked you to sign and sell books in major cities such as Yanjing and Shencheng."

(End of this chapter)