Thirty years later, no one wanted to see these things, and they even gave birth to poisonous chicken soup in reverse, but now, they are very nourishing.

Well, garbage is a misplaced treasure, Li Yiming nodded, this sentence alone can write a tofu block that is enough to be praised, of course, the old man's book will definitely talk about waste utilization.

Except that the character has changed, the content remains the same.

These things are purely a copy, and the books in my head are casually flipped to the ones that I think are good, positive, insightful, intellectual, and in line with this era, and I copy and half-change them on the manuscript.

Conversational, narrated, allegorical.

It's all cats as the protagonists, which... It's called bestiary.

I... At the age of thirteen, I can only write fairy tales, and Li Yiming silently found a strong reason for himself.

These small tofu pieces will also be re-quoted in the long story, such as the book "Meow Meow Shop".

Li Yiming doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, useful truths have to be told every day, repeatedly, in this era, no matter how good things are, if you only say them once, maybe they will be drowned in those countless scar literature and bad stories.

Public opinion is a position, if you don't occupy it, others will occupy it.

Li Yiming has not forgotten that he still has a long series of fairy tales to write, which is to be prepared for the publishing house.

Meow Meow Shop is just one of the ideas, but I feel that this name is not the most suitable one, and this reason is ...... It's realistic, will it not be published?

Changed to Meow Meow Town?

But the editor doesn't just look at the title of the book, you have to read the content, maybe you like it in particular, but you may also have a special dislike, who knows!

Since there is this risk, Li Yiming must make two or three preparations.

Because the private economy is not very above board now, although in fairy tales, animals can open small shops and recruit more than five employees, but what if someone jumps out and says, "The book Meow Meow is advocating the capitalist road"?

Maybe this kind of thing like a cat opening a store will be widely accepted in five years, but now, it is really risky!

Li Yiming frowned, he had to come up with a new idea, something that was more acceptable to the times, advanced and forward-looking, and something that could stuff so many of his own private goods.

"Meow Meow Shop" should be a branch plot of that fairy tale.

Li Yiming feels that his fairy tale world should have a complete world view, so that the middle can be linked.

In the future, I may be able to build a paradise by myself.

Well, so write a few more books, at least guarantee that one of them will definitely be published.

There is no way, there are too many private goods, Li Yiming feels that this book must be published, and the first volume must be at least 100,000 words.

Well, 100,000 words... Nothing more!

Today, I got 10,000 words in an hour and a half, and 100,000 words can be worked hard for two days, because I can't sleep at night, I can still close my eyes and think about it, this little ability Li Yiming still has.

For online writers thirty years later, 100,000 words, that is, the workload of three days and five days, is even very easy.

For Li Yiming, as long as he thinks clearly, the plot can be extracted from the online text, and copying it on paper is just a little sour.

The thumb hurts a little, the wrist will be sore, and unlike the pain points of future writers, they are wrist soreness and fingertip pain, because they are using a computer, and the way is to hit the keyboard.

100,000 words, if it is an open book like a story meeting, Li Yiming took a book from the bedside and counted it, a page of 32 is about six or seven hundred words, and the fairy tale also has to be accompanied by a simple picture, so it will be counted as 501 pages.

With 200 pages and 100 pieces of paper, Li Yiming took his Chinese textbook, which was almost thick.

A sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously, but it goes out in an instant, and the book hasn't been written yet!

100,000 words, think about it, and have to write it in three days.

Li Yiming closed his eyes and began to look for information in his mind that he felt useful, and of course, he was also looking for inspiration.

It's just that he has heard the movement downstairs in his ears, and before he knows it, it seems that everyone has come back to make lunch.

......

When Li Jianguo came back at noon, there was a large pile of written manuscript paper on the table, and Li Yiming was carefully numbering these manuscripts.

"I bought you buns, I ate them on the way. Li Jianguo put the oiled paper bag in the bowl and brought it over, took a towel to wash his face, and wiped his hands clean.

Sitting on the edge of the table, ready to see what his son wrote again: "Hmm... Are these fairy tales?"

Li Jianguo picked up "Meow Meow Shop", and he looked like he was holding a fragile product.

Li Yiming looked at him with a bun.

Li Jianguo is not slow to read, his son's handwriting has been practiced by himself since he was a child, although he may be a little sloppy because he writes too fast, but the strokes are still quite clear.

In the first chapter, Li Jianguo sighed, nodded his head, and looked at his son: "It's a good story, it's very interesting, this kind of should be published, it's in your head?"

Li Yiming shook his head: "I thought about it newly, but the plot is in my head, opening a store or something, I wrote it in strings." ”

Li Jianguo sighed: "I feel weird about this old man." ”

Looking at Li Yiming's puzzled eyes, Li Jianguo said: "The old man said that I am not a liar, I don't want money... The one who asks for money is a liar?"

Li Yiming nodded seriously: "Yes, most of them are." In a few years, there will be those who live on this, and there will be those who beg to become rich. ”

Li Jianguo looked at his son's serious expression, sighed and shook his head: "What do you mean by admonishing?"

"Yes, you can't let people's goodness be taken advantage of, because the conscience of society will be ruined by liars, well... Said in the book. ”

"Very well-said, what kind of book is this "Three Thousand Questions for Blue Cats"? Is it like "One Hundred Thousand Whys"?" asked Li Jianguo.

"It seems to be a puzzle cartoon more than ten years later, I just used this name, because I have to have a reason for some knowledge points, and it feels good to use this. ”

Li Jianguo smiled slightly: "It would be nice if there was such a book that would give answers to questions when writing questions." ”

"Yes, there will be encyclopedias on the Internet in the future who know about this, and people can check it directly on the Internet if they have problems...... It's very convenient, but to that extent..."Li Yiming lowered his head and thought about it, "It's going to be a long time." ”

"You eat steamed buns!" Li Jianguo watched his son hold the steamed buns for a long time and didn't put them in his mouth.

"Well, Dad, this is the manuscript I'm going to submit for publication. Li Yiming handed over some other manuscript papers.

Li Jianguo nodded, began to look through it, and couldn't help nodding when he looked at it, the fresh and novel content, the story that was not offensive was evocative, and it made sense.

"This is what you call chicken soup for the soul?"

Li Yiming smiled: "Dad, yes, this is chicken soup for the soul." ”

Li Jianguo also smiled: "Good article, let me take a look, can I help you change your career? I think some words are used a little strangely!"

Li Yiming nodded: "Maybe, those articles were written after more than ten or twenty years, the times are different, there are many new words that have been coined, and people may not be used to it now!"

Li Jianguo was taking out the pen, and when he heard his son's words, he put it away: "Then I won't change those, I'll see if there is anything else inappropriate." ”

Li Yiming looked at his father as if he didn't understand.

Li Jianguo raised his eyebrows: "That letter, huh?"

"Oh!" Li Yiming nodded lightly, understood.

"You eat steamed buns and make your own soup. Li Jianguo said, the tip of the pen hanging from the lines of the paper.