Chapter 19 It's good to have a manuscript fee

At noon last Thursday, the Love Reading Poetry Magazine paid the manuscript fee for the second poem "Climbing the Stork's Tower", and this Monday, that is, today, "Climbing the Stork's Tower" has been published in the 620th issue of the Love Reading Poetry Magazine.

The manuscript fee is: a little more than 50,000 yuan after tax. Compared with the manuscript fee of 10,000 yuan for the first song "Hoe He", the manuscript fee for this song "Climbing the Stork Tower" has increased fivefold. This is mainly because the effect of the song "Hoe He" after its release was so good, not only won the selection of the best work with nearly 100,000 votes, but also led the 619th issue of the big sale, and the reviews from all parties can be described as rave reviews.

When Murong George informed Lu Dongchen to check the manuscript fee, he was still uneasy in his heart. After all, compared to the value and profit created by Lu Dongchen for Aiyu Poetry Magazine, this 50,000 yuan is indeed a bit less. But I love to read poetry magazines, as a physical publishing house, there are some internal rules and regulations, not as flexible as online novels.

It doesn't matter if you are an old author, a new author, or a member, or what honors you have. Web novels speak purely by subscription.

However, Lu Dongchen didn't care much about it, and the manuscript fee for "Hoe He" was only 10,000 yuan last week, and he didn't care too little. "Climbing the Stork's Tower" is now paid 50,000 yuan, and he will not be too little.

After all, he searched through the Internet, and most of the manuscript fees for submitting articles to poetry magazines, general poetry magazines, are between a few hundred and a few thousand yuan. Like the top batch of poetry magazines, like love to read poetry magazines, most of the manuscript fees for a poem are between thousands of yuan and tens of thousands of yuan.

A poem is 50,000, so if there are 300 Tang poems, isn't it 15 million?

......

Lu Dongchen now has a total of more than 55,000 yuan on his card, which is not a lot of money, but it is always enough to eat. So, as soon as the two of them simply cleaned up, they went out and walked to the sauerkraut fish restaurant across the road.

Before turning off the computer, Lu Dongchen seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and once again refreshed the newcomer list on the homepage of the website:

The ranking has risen by 7 places, and "Writing on the Street" has come to 11th place.

However, there is a world of difference between 11th and 10th place. The 10th place can appear on the homepage of the website, and the 11th place cannot appear on the homepage, then it is nothing, this is a watershed.

Fight, pass on another chapter, today's fourth update, the same is to recommend, collect, and be on the list!

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Lu Dongchen took Lu Jiaqi to the sauerkraut fish restaurant under the scorching sun, the sun was very poisonous, and he looked at the weather forecast on his mobile phone, and the highest temperature today was 38 degrees. It's the hottest time of the day.

In the sauerkraut and fish restaurant, there is a huge restaurant, and there is no one there. No, there is not a single customer. There are still people, the proprietress and the boss are also the chefs, who are usually busy in the back kitchen, Lu Dongchen sees less, and a pair of uncles and aunts in the small shop next door, the four of them are chatting.

"Young man, here!" The proprietress saw Lu Dongchen walking outside the door, quickly got up and opened the door, and let Lu Dongchen in. Her restaurant may be that there are too few residents in this area, so the business is very bleak. However, Lu Dongchen came almost every day, ordered food, and only wanted Lu Jiaqi to eat, and he would never be soft.

Therefore, Lu Dongchen is now in the eyes of the proprietress, but he is the number one customer of their store.

"Come, Kiki, let Auntie hug!" After a long time, I ate too much, and the proprietress also knew Lu Jiaqi's name.

"Hmm~" Lu Jiaqi stretched her nasal voice, twisted her head, and got into her father's arms again.

"Kiki, have you forgotten your aunt again? Auntie gave you candy ......"

The uncle and aunt of the small shop next door, seeing that the restaurant had guests, stood up and said hello to the boss and the proprietress and pushed the door back, saying that it would not affect the restaurant's business. The proprietress said a few polite words, and let them go.

"This kid is still a little afraid of people!" Seeing that Lu Jiaqi still refused to let the proprietress hug him, Lu Dongchen took over and said, "By the way, what were you busy with just now? Are you playing cards? or playing mahjong?"

Lu Dongchen was far away just now and saw the four of them sitting around the table. Before the crossing, such a scene was too familiar, the old man and the old mother, several people sat around with nothing to do, either playing cards or playing mahjong.

But now when I walked in the door and looked at the table, there were only a few newspapers and literary magazines, and nothing else.

"What kind of cards are you playing?" the proprietress was obviously stunned, "Just now a few of us were reading the 620th issue of the Love Reading Poetry Magazine, which was just published today and Monday." To say that these two issues of the love to read poetry magazines are really a big explosion of skill, two poems in a row, a "hoe" in 619 issues, and a "Climbing the Stork Tower" in 620, it is really a rare sentence in a hundred years......"

Speaking of poetry, the proprietress had her eyes shining and her mouth gushing.

Lu Dongchen looked at the table, and sure enough, there were several 620 issues of poetry magazines.

Well, "Climbing the Stork's Tower" was published in the 620th issue, and the two sample issues should be sent to me soon.

However, then again, people in this world are really studious, and a few aunts and uncles sit together and actually discuss poetry, instead of square dancing or playing mahjong or something.

At this moment, a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old came out of the room, wearing a ponytail, wearing an apron, her hands were wet, and she wiped her hands on the apron in front of her as she walked. Because it is too far away, the appearance is not very real, but I feel that a pair of eyes are extraordinarily bright.

"Aunt Wang, the dishes are all washed, do you want to put them in the refrigerator?"

"I definitely want to put it, but the fridge is full. Shanshan, you greet the guests first, and I'll clean up the refrigerator. ”

"Oh, okay Aunt Wang!"

The little girl answered, turned around and smiled at Lu Dongchen, revealing her white teeth.

"You sit down first, this is the menu, you watch first, I'll pour you some water." ”

Ordinary girls, no matter how much powder they apply on their faces, it is always difficult to avoid freckles, some marks and the like, and there is always a feeling of a fly in the ointment. But this little girl named Shanshan, when she got closer, she could see clearly, her skin was very fair, and her smooth little face was as beautiful as jade, flawless.

It's just that the age is still a little young, and the body may not have grown yet, and there is a feeling of budding to be released.

Seeing that Lu Dongchen had been looking at her, the little girl's eyes were a little evasive and a little shy. This shyness, a touch of pink on the white cheeks, became more and more obvious.

Lu Dongchen didn't pay much attention to it, and guessed in his heart that this little girl might be the one the boss lady said a few days ago, please come and help.

Flipping through the menu, "Girl, what do you want to eat today?"

Lu Dongchen is already familiar with the names of the dishes on this, and it can be said that he has memorized them like a stream.