I wrote novels in the Republic of China

When Mrs. Zhang saw Sang Jingyun smilingly bidding farewell to Hong Yongxiang, she felt even more that she could not let such a woman into her home.

She would never give Sang Jingyun the things her son asked her to give to her. Now she was looking forward to Sang Jingyun marrying into the Hong family as soon as possible.

At that time, she told her son that Sang Jingyun was snobbish and looked down on their family.

This was clearly what she wanted, but for some reason, Mrs. Zhang felt unhappy.

After the Sang family fell into decline, Sang Jingyun should have clung to their family and tried every means to marry into their family. How could she not take them seriously?

After returning home, she learned that Fourth Master Zhang had gone to his lover again. Mrs. Zhang became more and more depressed and could only talk to the maid beside her to vent her anger: "I don't know what kind of vision the Hong family has. They actually like Sang Jingyun..."

While Mrs. Zhang was belittling Sang Jingyun, Zhang Zhuangmao from a middle school in the concession was praising Sang Jingyun to his classmates: "The girl I am engaged to is not only literate, but also pretty."

Mr. Zhang Si made the decision early on to let Zhang Zhuangmao's eldest brother inherit the family business. As the youngest son, Zhang Zhuangmao could only inherit a small amount of the family property.

There is a high probability that he will end up like Hong Yongxiang in the future, finding an ordinary job after graduation and living on a monthly salary of a dozen or twenty yuan.

This was also one of the reasons why Sang Yuanshan did not agree to marry Sang Jingyun to Zhang Zhuangmao when the Sang family was still in decline.

In the past, the Sang family was much richer than the Zhang family, and Sang Jingyun was someone Zhang Zhuangmao could never reach, but it is different now.

After Sang Yuanshan passed away, Zhang Zhuangmao mentioned to his parents that he wanted to marry Sang Jingyun. He felt that the Sang family would definitely agree.

The Sang family now relies on their family's support to survive, and marrying him is already Sang Jingyun's best choice.

After taking a bite of the bean sprouts, pickled vegetables and shredded pork in front of him, Zhang Zhuangmao said to his classmates: "She can also use an abacus, and she is very good at math..."

Many of those who are in middle school are engaged, and some are even married.

They often mention their wives or fiancées.

Most women nowadays are illiterate. The fiancées of Zhang Zhuangmao's classmates were mostly uneducated, and some even had bound feet.

But Sang Jingyun could read and write, and was even quite well-educated.

Zhang Zhuangmao had a smile on his face and praised Sang Jingyun again and again.

After hearing this, his classmates were extremely envious.

Zhang Zhuangmao's heart was also burning with excitement. He was thinking about asking his parents when he could marry Sang Jingyun next time he went home.

Hung Hing Paper Number.

After Hong Yongxiang left, Sang Jingyun asked Sang Jingying: "Aying, was the exam difficult?"

Sang Jingying said: "Sister, the test is not difficult. It tests Chinese and arithmetic, and I have done them all."

At first, he was worried that he would be asked about knowledge related to enamel, but fortunately, he was not asked about these.

"That's good, Ah Ying, you will definitely pass the exam," Sang Jingyun said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't pass, just keep writing letters."

She liked her younger brother Sang Jingying very much. If Sang Jingying failed to get into the enamel class, she could send Sang Jingying to a middle school with less expensive tuition after receiving the royalties.

Hong Xu was admitted to Minli Middle School, where tuition was only 16 yuan per semester, which she could afford.

You can even let Sang Jingying earn the money himself.

Writing novels is not that easy, but Sang Jingying may be able to write comic books.

Thinking of this, Sang Jingyun decided to let Sang Jingying try to abbreviate "Journey to the West" tonight.

If Sang Jingying could write it out, she would save a lot of trouble.

Before eating, Sang Jingyun provoked Sang Jingxiong.

She originally wanted to compete with Sang Jingxiong in the afternoon to see who wrote more letters, but now she had a comic strip to write for two yuan per thousand words, so naturally she didn't want to write any more letters.
Sang Jingyun took a pen and paper and wrote the beginning of "Journey to the West" on the large counter.

"When Nuwa was mending the sky, a piece of colorful stone fell down. This stone was exposed to the wind and sun on the mountain for many years. One day, it suddenly exploded."

With such a paragraph, you can already draw a picture, and then you can write the second paragraph.

One volume has twenty pages, which means that if she writes forty paragraphs, it will be a book.

Sang Jingyun could no longer remember the original version of Journey to the West very clearly. She had to wait for Hong Yongxiang to give her the copy of Journey to the West from the Hong family before she could write some of the later plots.

But because he had watched the TV series "Journey to the West" many times, Sang Jingyun wrote the beginning of this comic book very smoothly.

She can make some changes to the story, so it is not impossible to write it according to the plot of the TV series.

Sang Jingyun concentrated on writing, and when Hong Yongxiang arrived with the original version of "Journey to the West", he had already finished one volume.

When Hong Yongxiang saw it, he was shocked.

Sang Jingyun smiled and handed him the paper in his hand: "Mr. Hong, this is the first volume, you can take it back and show it to your friends."

When Hong Yongxiang got on the tram that day, he was holding two manuscripts in his hands.

One is the newly completed "The Birth of the Stone Monkey", and the other is the beginning of "The Two-Faced Demon Lord".

After getting on the tram, Hong Yongxiang first flipped through "The Birth of the Stone Monkey".

This story is similar to "The Three Strikes on the White Bone Demon" written by Sang Jingyun before. The language is concise and clear, suitable for children to read.

Hong Yongxiang felt that Fei Zhongxu would definitely be satisfied with such a manuscript.

As for the other manuscript... he had nothing to do, so he opened it and took a look.

As a journalist, Hong Yongxiang reads a lot of text every day.

After reading some articles, he would feel that they were so inspiring that he could not calm down for a long time. He would read those articles over and over again and even memorize them.

The novel in front of me is certainly not comparable to those articles. If those articles are panaceas that can cure diseases, then this article is just a sweet pastry.

The pastry is certainly not as precious as the elixir, but it tastes good.

Hong Yongxiang had some knowledge. He knew that this story was very suitable for entertainment and that many people would definitely like it.

"Young man, I didn't see the content at the beginning. Can you turn to the front and let me take a look?" a voice sounded.

When Hong Yongxiang looked up, he saw that the person who spoke was a middle-aged man standing next to him.

When he was reading the manuscript, the middle-aged man must have also seen it and was attracted by it.

"Sure." Hong Yongxiang turned it over and showed it to the man.

The man read it and asked, "Young man, did you write this?"

Hong Yongxiang said: "This was not written by me, but by a friend of mine."

"Has he finished the book?"

"She only wrote these, but don't worry, she wants to submit her work to make money. You will definitely see this story in a newspaper or magazine in the future." Hong Yongxiang said with a smile.

"That's good!" The middle-aged man was very happy and asked the name of the story. Then after the tram arrived at the station, he reluctantly said goodbye to Hong Yongxiang.

Hong Yongxiang found it a little funny, but at the same time, he also realized that Sang Jingyun was an extremely talented person, at least in writing novels.

This girl might be able to support the entire Sang family.

Sang Jingyun, who was believed by Hong Yongxiang to be able to support the Sang family, had a bad feeling when he looked at the half-grown children standing at the door watching Sang Jingying and Sang Jingxiong write letters.

These children were here this morning. They were not too close then, but now they are close and watching Sang Jingying and Sang Jingxiong write letters.

Shopkeeper Hong, who was sitting next to Sang Jingyun, saw that Sang Jingyun noticed the children and said to him, "I'm afraid you won't be able to write letters for long. But you and Jingying have your own things to do, and you can't keep writing letters for others."

Shopkeeper Hong was an experienced man. He could tell at a glance that the children standing at the door of the shop were learning to write letters.
There must be someone who saw that Sang Jingyun and his team made money and wanted to steal this business.

In recent years, many schools have been built in Shanghai, and almost all wealthy families in their county have sent their children to school.

If a child can graduate from middle school, it will be easy for him to find a job, but most children only finish primary school and do not continue their studies for various reasons.

The children who graduated from primary school are about the same age as Sang Jingying and Sang Jingxiong. Families with connections can help them find jobs, but for children from families without connections, it is difficult for them to find jobs.

They are really too young.

Now that Sang Jingyun and others are making money by writing letters, naturally some people will be tempted.

These half-grown children, who used to eat free meals at home, do letter-writing work. Even if they can only earn a few copper coins a day, they can add a dish to their family. Why not do it?
"Yes, I won't write letters from now on." Sang Jingyun said.

She knew from the beginning that the letter-writing job wouldn't last long, so if Sang Jingying wanted to keep doing this, she firmly disagreed.

Now that she has another source of income, she has no intention of continuing to write letters.

Sang Jingying will go to the enamel class in a few days. Sang Jingxiong will definitely not make much money alone, so there is no need for them to continue writing.

As for Hong Xu, Sang Jingyun felt that he had long stopped wanting to write.

So, it’s not a bad thing if someone comes to steal business.

However, after he loses this job, it would be best to find something else for Sang Jingxiong to do.

Sang Jingyun said to Shopkeeper Hong, "Shopkeeper Hong, can you let Jingxiong be an apprentice in the store in the future? I know the store is not short of people, and I can pay for his meals and pocket money."

Apprentices do not receive any wages, only 20 cents per month for pocket money.

The Hong family's shop has no shortage of apprentices, so she can't just push people in, so it would be better to pay them some money.

Shopkeeper Hong asked, "You made him an apprentice because you wanted to train him?"

After spending a few days with Sang Jingxiong, Shopkeeper Hong naturally discovered that Sang Jingxiong had some minor flaws.

This didn't seem like a big deal to him. Not all of his children were obedient. When Hong Yongxiang was a teenager, he quarreled with his family all day and even ran away from home.

His eldest son also has a lot of thoughts.

However, he could also understand that Sang Jingyun wanted to train Sang Jingxiong.

Given the current situation of the Sang family, Sang Jingxiong can no longer regard himself as a young master.

"Yes." Sang Jingyun said.

"In that case, it would be better to let him be an apprentice in another shop. I really don't have much work here," said Shopkeeper Hong. "Your brother is still young. If he is asked to work as a waiter or something like that, he will easily learn bad habits. It just so happens that I know the owner of a pastry shop. You can let him work there. Making pastries in a pastry shop is a clean place, and the women who make pastries together are all from their families, so they won't teach him bad habits."

What Manager Hong said made a lot of sense. Sang Jingyun immediately asked about the pastry shop and asked Manager Hong to help introduce it.

That pastry shop was not the same dim sum shop where they bought mooncakes before.

This pastry shop mainly sells Dingsheng cake, Zhuangyuan cake, Yin cake, Datiao cake, Xiaowang cake, Shoutao cake, etc. People in Shanghai County buy these cakes for their own consumption on weekdays, and also buy some to share with people who come to give gifts when they get married, have children, or celebrate birthdays. If their children are enrolled in school, they will also buy a few packs to share with the school.

Now that the weather is getting colder, many families are starting to hold weddings, and the pastry shop business is getting better. Just when they are short of people, it is not difficult for him to help and let Sang Jingxiong make pastries.

After all, Sang Jingyun doesn't want any wages.

Sang Jingyun thought that Manager Hong’s decision was very good and agreed immediately.

(End of this chapter)