Chapter Seventy-Eight: Isn't It 10,000 Yuan? I'll give it to you!
"It's okay, don't cry......"
As soon as Yu Zheng saw Song Wanqing as if he was about to cry, he hurriedly explained: "Didn't I tell you on the phone before, the tofu skin skewers I sold recently have a high daily consumption, and I have to use bamboo skewers to wear these tofu skins every day, time is tight, and I am not too skilled at the beginning, so I was poked by bamboo skewers ......"
Saying that, Yu Zheng smiled, flipped his palm at his little girlfriend, and then curled up a few times, indicating that he was actually fine: "You see, in fact, I have become proficient in the past few days, and I rarely poke myself, this is all poked at the beginning, nothing wrong." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
But the effect of this statement is limited.
As soon as Song Wanqing saw Yu Zheng's hands with small wounds on his fingers, and thought of the way he gasped in pain as soon as she held his palm, her heart was extremely distressed.
"How do you ...... Why don't you know how to cherish yourself so much......"
She said in a crying voice, two plain white hands carefully held Yu Zheng's palms, not daring to use force at all, for fear of accidentally hurting the other party, just kept blowing cold air with her mouth, and said while blowing: "In the future, I won't allow you to sell this tofu skin anymore, that can make a few cents, for such a few cents, you will make your own hands like this...... And, besides, aren't you going to write a book? You're all like this, how can you write! ā
Yu Zheng smiled after hearing this.
said: "Now I rarely get a poke, and I won't do this for too long, I won't do it for two or three months at most, mainly because I want to save a sum of money to do something else, this money will ...... quickly" Saying, Yu Zheng took out two notebooks from his schoolbag and handed them to Song Wanqing.
"Ah, this is the manuscript of "The Criminal Officer of the Great Song Dynasty" that I wrote in the past few days, and I don't write much every day, that is, five or six thousand words, this is a total of more than 50,000 words, you can take it and read it first."
looked at the two notebooks that Yu Zheng handed to his eyes.
Song Wanqing's tears finally fell in distress: "Your hands are like this, why are you still writing, are you a fool......" Thinking of Yu Zheng's hands just now that they hurt so much just by touching it, she couldn't imagine how he insisted on writing five or six thousand words a day under such circumstances, and wrote a full fifty thousand words in the past few days.
She just had to think about it.
can imagine how much pain Yu Zheng has to endure every day when he writes a book under such circumstances.
"I just want to write the manuscript change fee as soon as possible, otherwise my next plan will not be easy to develop......" Hearing Song Wanqing ask why she wrote like this, Yu Zheng thought so in her mind, of course, such words are not good to say to your little girlfriend, it is too unemotional.
So.
Yu Zheng just smiled and said: "You told me before that I really wanted to watch the plot later, so I wanted to write it out for you quickly, and I didn't think about it so much, and before I went home at night and started writing, I would use hot water for half an hour, and then I didn't feel much pain when I wrote again......"
It's okay if Yu Zheng doesn't say this.
Saying this, Song Wanqing cried even more, and tears kept falling from her cheeks like pearls with broken threads.
Crying and crying, her face suddenly showed a resolute look, and she said in an unquestionable voice: "I don't allow you to sell this thing in the future, you don't know that you are distressed, I still know that you are distressed, if you don't listen to me, I will ...... I'll ignore you from now on! ā
When a girl threatens the person she likes, she will always lack words.
"Don't cry yet......"
Yu Zheng didn't say whether he agreed or not, but smiled and took out a handkerchief from his pocket, people in this era like to wear a handkerchief on their bodies, but there is no distinction between men and women.
He wiped away the tears of his little girlfriend with a handkerchief.
said softly: "I'll pay attention to it in the future, and I promise you, I won't sell it until the summer vacation at most, okay?" ā
Song Wanqing stopped crying.
But when it comes to talking, it's still a twitch.
"Not good."
She unceremoniously rejected Yu Zheng's request, and looked at Yu Zheng with tearful eyes without blinking, and said, "You said that you want to save money by this, okay, then let me ask you, how much money do you lack?" ā
"Not sure, it's not too much, a few thousand to ten thousand......
Yu Zheng said casually, but before he finished speaking, he stopped talking, this kind of thing is still not suitable for Song Wanqing.
And Song Wanqing, who heard Yu Zheng say this approximate number, was also taken aback, she didn't expect Yu Zheng to want to save so much money, and the New Year's money she saved herself was more than 3,000.
"That's a lot......"
Song Wanqing muttered in a low voice, and after a few seconds, her face showed a very firm look, looked at Yu Zheng, and said, "I don't care, anyway, you can't sell this tofu skin skewer in the future, and besides, isn't it just 10,000 yuan, I'll give it to you!" ā
Song Wanqing said this quite domineeringly, it seems that in this era, the 10,000 yuan symbolized by the 10,000 yuan household that can be on the headlines of the newspaper is not too big a number in her eyes.
Yu Zheng didn't doubt that his little girlfriend could get 10,000 yuan.
Her identity is there.
Maybe there is a relative, it is the second-generation official who is crazy about accumulating wealth in this era.
"Nope."
Yu Zheng shook his head.
He refused very firmly: "I can't take your money." ā
After saying what she said just now, Song Wanqing also realized that she had said the wrong thing, she saw Yu Zheng's face become serious, and she quickly explained: "I'm just ...... Just to lend you the money......"
Saying that, Song Wanqing seemed to have suddenly thought of something, she looked at Yu Zheng and asked a little strangely.
"By the way, what are you saving so much money for?"
She just couldn't think of it.
What does Yu Zheng want to save 10,000 yuan for, such a large amount of money, he is a high school student who has not graduated from high school in his second year of high school, what can he do with such a large amount of money?
"This ......"
Regarding Song Wanqing's question, Yu Zheng has no intention of concealing it, it is not something that cannot be said, he smiled and said: "It's a start-up capital, I plan to save enough money before the summer vacation to open a game machine hall and video hall, this business has not been done yet, although the investment is very large, but the money is very fast, conservative estimates, it will take less than half a month, it will be able to return to the capital......"
"Game consoles?"
Hearing Yu Zheng say this, Song Wanqing was puzzled at first, she knew that she had a video recorder at home, but the game console was ...... But just thinking about it for a moment, a sudden look appeared on her face.
"You're talking about the Atari console?"
When she said this, Song Wanqing's face also showed a smile, she played in the Children's Palace in the provincial capital two years ago, but the price is very expensive, quite expensive, it costs ten yuan an hour, and it doesn't matter, even if she is rich, she can't play.
So, she still has a little impression of this.