Chapter 92: Truth

Wu Ming thought that he could already understand the child in front of him, but now he found that he only saw a little bit of him.

"Yiming, can I keep this paper?" Wu Ming asked tentatively.

"Okay. Li Yiming nodded, but Li Jianguo's eyes were slightly nervous.

"I have to digest this knowledge of yours, I... I haven't learned so much, but I can hear that you have your point. ”

Li Yiming looked at him and felt that there was a but.

"But..."

"Yiming, Uncle Wu wants to ask you, since you know, why don't you want the manuscript fee, isn't this a contradiction?"

"No, will someone stop writing a book because I don't want to pay for it?" Li Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, he already knew this answer in his heart, "Being a writer is a very honorable thing! Right?"

Wu Ming looked at him, angry and funny: "What do you mean by being like this now, it will always be!"

Li Yiming puffed his mouth, thinking that in 30 years, everyone will be a writer.

"I'll tell you a secret, don't spread it!" Wu Ming said with a mysterious expression.

The two stared.

Wu Ming tapped his fingers on the table and looked at the two of them: "The chairman's book also has a manuscript fee, do you know?"

Li Jianguo shook his head, and Li Yiming nodded.

Wu Ming half-opened her mouth to Li Yiming: "You know again?"

Li Yiming was slightly entangled: "Because he won't break the rules, so... Should... Possible... Probably..."

Wu Ming waved his hand helplessly to interrupt him: "Okay, okay, don't be embarrassed." I don't want to know why you nodded, anyway, the chairman has a manuscript fee, and he also has a salary, Jianguo, did you tell your children about salary?"

Li Jianguo shook his head.

"You don't usually mention money, he knows so much about himself, hehe,......" Wu Ming shook his head and smiled.

"I heard it's level 30?"

"Well, that's not right!" Wu Ming looked at Li Yiming, with a small expression on his face that you don't know anything, "Administrative level 30, technical level 18, from top to bottom, less and less, our chairman is taking the fourth level, according to the standard of a general, four hundred and twenty-five yuan a month." ”

"Level 4..."Li Yiming thought thoughtfully, looking at the small number, but the relative price is also a lot.

On the other hand, people with power never care too much about salary, because there are many other things besides salary, like he doesn't want a salary when he sees an American tyrant president, because he earns hundreds of millions a year, and his salary is only more than 400,000 yuan, and he feels that he can simply use this in exchange for some competitive advantage and convenience in life.

Wu Ming didn't know that this child's mind had turned for another thirty years, and he said to himself: "Work must have income, everyone has to live, this is legitimate, can you think that he should not take this money? This money can also be used to support the villagers' fathers and elders,...... It's live money......"

"Uncle Wu, I think this thing is different. This is knowledge, not slavery. Moreover, this is a fairy tale, and it has other value. It's not the same as the chairman's book. ”

Li Yiming's gaze swept over the bookshelf, and many of the books on it contained values were not the same as those thirty years later.

At that time, people probably didn't read these anymore, the famous books were too heavy, and they liked the light.

In the same way, only the brisk ones can make people want to live with them.

Some people may animate the Tao Te Ching Analects into caricatures, but no one seems to have tried to animate the Chairman's quotations, let alone animate them.

On the contrary, like the four famous novels, countless values can be derived, but it seems that some of these values should belong to the country and the people of the whole country, after all, these are national heritage, and such works should be managed in a unified manner.

Li Yiming thought of the story mentioning that there is a serialization of the Tao Te Ching on the website, and there is also a serialization of Journey to the West, but if you follow the regulations of these websites, you will not give money if you don't reach 200, and you have to register what information in advance, Lao Tzu has passed away for more than 2,000 years, and Wu Chengen has also been dead for hundreds of years.

"These values may be much greater than you think. Li Yiming retracted his gaze and said very seriously.

"Oh?" Wu Ming looked at Li Yiming, thinking that it was an economic estimate again, "Tell me about it...... I love hearing you say that, it's interesting......"

"Fairy tales can have peripheral value, they can be adapted into cartoons, made into movies, sold toys... The more people look at it, the more valuable it is! This is the cultural industry. Li Yiming pointed to the book and said softly, "This industry can drive a lot of production." These fairy tale images, such as rabbits, meow them, and a lot of text in them.

These can be printed on a lot of goods, stationery boxes, cups, clothes, shoes, hats, scarves, anything, and things with these patterns can be sold for a better price,...... These are called merchandise...... People who like these fairy tales will snap it up!"

Wu Ming raised her head suddenly, with an extremely stunned expression.

"Can you do that?"

"Yes, it can be done, culture is the core of the commodity, and the commodity is also the carrier of culture. Li Yiming nodded heavily, "The Americans are already doing it, and they are also doing it, Disney Company, they will also open theme parks all over the world, which is very profitable! When the Americans fought World War II, their Coca-Cola was sold all over the world, and what kind of Playboy magazine ......?"

"Playboy?" Wu Ming's mouth was wide enough to fit a duck egg.

"An obscene magazine run by the Americans. Li Yiming thought for a while, "They showed it to the soldiers, and many people used this to practice guns." ”

Li Jianguo almost pounced on his son's mouth.

"Gun practice?"

"yes, handjob, it seems like that, I don't know. ”

"Yiming, let's not talk about foreign countries!" Li Jian's Chinese language was sad.

Sounds simply... Wu Ming didn't know what to say, but he suddenly remembered something: "Yiming, you are wrong, who said that we will not do this peripheral value, the chairman also has a lot of peripheral goods, we used to wear badges, cups, slogans on it, to serve the people, there are also clothes on it, I used to sweatshirt... It's just that there won't be words on the shoes. ”

The fright hadn't passed before, but fortunately, the door was closed, and Wu Ming didn't seem harmless, and Li Jianguo also hurriedly smiled: "Hehe, in this way, we are also quite advanced." ”

"Of course, our 5,000-year-old culture, so many innovations, the four major inventions, gunpowder, papermaking, printing, and compass were all made by us, and the foreign devils just learned it! What are they proud of! Shameless!" Wu Ming said with a snort.

Now it was Li Yiming's turn to be surprised, he didn't expect this, it turns out that we have been leading and innovative since ancient times!

Since ancient times, well, it's a good word, and I'll have to use it in the next volume.