"Rain and Clouds" finally began to be serialized in the "Oriental Daily", and it did not attract much attention on the first day, but from the second day of serialization, the sold newspapers were sold out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Countless Hong Kong people have been impressed by the wonderful story and excellent writing.

Huang Yangwu and Guo Xingrong watched with joy in the newspaper's circulation department, and they kept asking for additional calls.

"Ah Wu, I got the permission of my boss to hold on to An Yifei with the highest manuscript fee and the best privilege. Writers like him are of great significance in elevating our culture."

"Okay, editor-in-chief. But what are the specific figures for the increase in manuscript fees? ”

Guo Xingrong touched his chin and muttered for a while, "You go and test his plans, what we need is an author who can create steadily, since this book is so popular, the manuscript fee will be raised to 400 words per 1,000 words, which is already higher than the highest paid writer in "Ming Pao", and the next book can also be considered for 1,000 words and 1,000 yuan."

It took a lot of genius for An Yifei to completely adapt to the fact that she had become a teenager and gradually got used to the Hong Kong environment. With the continuous comprehension and cultivation of the nameless exercises on the "Daozang Sutra", and after having money, he was able to eat the green milk, eggs and other foods of this era, and his nutrition was sufficient, and his height had grown to 178 cm.

What Yudie wrote is a strange mental method that is not like internal strength, and An Yifei feels a little like the body forging technique described in the novel, because some pictures and words mixed with the exercises emphasize the two words "back ribs", which has nothing to do with the legendary dantian, Ren Du Ermai, etc.

In the era when there was no Internet, mobile phones were useless, but a large amount of information about the future generations was extremely precious. For safety, An Yifei went to the street to order a sandalwood box, which was padded with soft cloth, etc., to place valuable items such as mobile phones and jade butterflies. Save in case someone comes and is seen inadvertently.

An Yifei used to be a lover of pen calligraphy, which is related to the era in which he lived in the previous life, in the original eighties and nineties, practicing pen calligraphy was a trend of pretending to be literary and artistic. But it is this past that has brought him excellent quality precipitation, allowing him to write a smooth and beautiful pen line, and it is also in traditional Chinese. As a result, many years later, his "creation" of "Rain and Clouds" and other original manuscripts were sold at auction for a staggering price.

"Oh, Brother Wu, I'm sorry, I went out for a few laps and waited for a while?" , An Yifei, who came back from playing on the street, saw Huang Yangwu sitting on the steps outside his apartment.

"Yes, Ah Fei, you are back", the fat man stood up enthusiastically and wanted to grab An Yifei's hand, but he dodged it with goosebumps.

After the two entered the house, Huang Yangwu conveyed the request of his newspaper, "Ah Fei, this book has wronged you first, after all, it is a newcomer." It's not good to get a high salary when you come up, but I'll fight for a thousand words and a thousand yuan for you in the next book."

"Brother Wu, I understand this", after pouring a glass of water for Huang Yangwu, An Yifei went straight to the point, "Actually, now I have finished creating this book, with a total of more than 1.9 million words"

An Yifei was able to complete the "creation" so quickly because in his previous life, as a tour guide, he had been to Hong Kong many times, and compared to the future, Hong Kong Island is a little dilapidated now, and there is nothing worth visiting. And the funds in his hand do not allow him to consider speculative investment projects, holding the psychology that it is better to retreat and close the net than to seek fish from the wood, these days, his main focus is on copying novels, so high is far from his actual young habits, on the contrary, one step at a time is his plan.

Huang Yangwu's eyes widened in surprise, "Finished writing?" I'll take a look", and when I got the thick manuscript that An Yifei took out from the bedroom, I couldn't wait to look at it, "Ah Fei, your pen hand, tsk, beautiful." I won't read it carefully, and when I go back, I will fight for you to pay 500 words for the manuscript."

Seemingly knowing what An Yifei was thinking, Huang Yangwu looked around at the crowded bachelor apartment, "This house is too small, do you want to buy a house?" ”

"Yes, Brother Wu, are you the roundworm in my stomach? Alas, after swimming from the mainland, I planned to settle here, and the house was definitely going to be bought. Do you have any way out? ”

"Ah Fei, you've found the right person, I have a friend who plans to immigrate to Canada. The house is looking for someone to sell, and it has everything inside."

An Yifei knew that the year 1975 she came to was the time period when a large number of Hong Kong police officers and their subordinates chose to flee Hong Kong, and many problematic guys sold their real estate and chose to leave Hong Kong to avoid the investigation of the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and it was also the cheapest period for housing. In a few more years, housing prices will rise sharply, and the property speculation trend on Hong Kong Island will surpass the lively stock market, becoming another project for Hong Kong people who like to gamble to make a fortune.

"Brother Wu, what's the specific situation?"

"Well, my old friend is an old police officer, and it was not easy for him to get into the probationary inspector. The bad thing is that he collected too much 'tea money', and he felt that it didn't matter before, but now the situation is getting more and more wrong, so he plans to hang up the seal and go to Canada to avoid the limelight, plus most of the 'tea money' he received is used to make some connections and his brothers, and the money is not enough, so the real estate cannot be retained, so it can only be sold. The house is in Ngau Tau Kok, more than 3,000 feet (feet, about 300 square meters), and he plans to sell it for 650,000 yuan."

These days, An Yifei is also learning about the housing market in Hong Kong, and knows that the current housing price is about 230 Hong Kong dollars per square foot. After a rough calculation, "Brother Wu, then I don't have enough money in my hand"

Huang Yangwu patted the thick manuscript in his hand, "It's okay, I'll tell the boss when I go back and pay the rest of the manuscript fee at once, that's absolutely enough." His house is very good, with a single courtyard, not such an opportunity, there is no such shop in this village"

An Yifei understands that in a few years, such a housing estate will cost at least 1,000 yuan a foot, which is indeed an opportunity, "Okay, thank you Brother Wu, then wait for you to be busy and go and have a look"

"No problem, alas, Ah Fei, the copyright of "Raining Clouds and Clouds" is now yours, and you can make a lot of money by going to a publishing house by yourself in a few days, do you want me to help introduce one?"

"Brother Wu, this is not in a hurry, let's see again"

The boss of "Oriental Daily" was very happy because of the newspaper sales brought by the novel, and did not hesitate to write a check for 800,000 yuan, which was higher than the actual agreed manuscript fee, which made An Yifei very satisfied.

Huang Yangwu's friend's house was a bit unexpected by An Yifei, because he used to be a special person, so the former probationary inspector's very large house was surrounded by a courtyard wall with a courtyard wall, and it was not included in the sale area. But in order to be stable, An Yifei still reported the yard of more than 70 square meters when the house was transferred, and with the help of Huang Yangwu's friend, he paid 50,000 Hong Kong dollars and got the property right of a complete villa.

Although he spent more than 700,000 Hong Kong dollars on the house, An Yifei was very satisfied. The former inspector who has gone to Canada has a very virtuous wife, and the villa is neatly tidied up by her, and the rooms, bathrooms, kitchens and other places are clean and tidy, and there is no sanitary dead end. The yard is full of flowers that the woman likes, and it can be said that everything seems to be worth the money.

What An Yifei likes the most is the Lingxiao flower that grows in a small flower bed in the corner of the yard, which is a flower with warm memories in his previous life, whether it is the compound of the supply and marketing cooperatives or the later university, there is this kind of flower, but after the later real estate development, it has never been seen again.

"What a comfortable environment, looking for a wife? Don't worry, a large number of beauties are now little kids. Let's lay a good foundation first, and then say, it's impossible to get a good sense of the king and the world like the novel, all the traversers are duckweed, and the first thing to do is to lay the foundation and integrate into the times. Nonsense everywhere to make a name for himself, make a bird, and be hated by others. That's what only the mentally handicapped do, and making a fortune in silence is the king."

There were stone benches and tables in the courtyard, and the police officer's wife had built a flower shelf that covered most of the yard, and it was crawling with grapes and flowers, which looked very refreshing and pleasant in the light sea breeze of the Xiangjiang River in spring.

The villa is located in a relatively high-end villa area, there are no high-rise buildings around, and there is no fear of being watched. An Yifei took out the jade butterfly with confidence and came to the yard to study it, he always felt that he had not found the right way to use it. The above exercises seem to be superficial, but as the body changes after practicing the exercises, this feeling becomes more and more intense.

"Or try it with a drop of blood, maybe it's really a treasure that can recognize the master, I'm not the kind of stupid guy who is the protagonist of the web novel, I have to be injured and bled to know, and there is no loss if I try, right?" , An Yifei still took out the field props brought by the previous life, punctured his finger, and dripped a drop of blood onto the jade butterfly.

"Sure enough, if you change to the protagonist in other online articles, you will yell like a nervous disorder, for fear that others won't know about it, right?" , An Yifei's accumulated life experience in his previous life made him calmly "watch" as the jade butterfly disappeared out of thin air, and then a fan-shaped tattoo appeared on his left wrist.

"This position is not good, it is too conspicuous, can you change to another more secret position?" , With his silent thoughts, the "tattoo" really began to move, even if An Yifei was a very strong guy, he was still dumbfounded.

Guided by his will, the tattoo was finally hidden under his armpits. "Okay, let me see what you are again? Uh, ...... this? ”

When his consciousness penetrated deep into the middle of the tattoo, it was like a fog that had lifted, and the cave that had brought him to this era reappeared before his eyes. It's just that An Yifei's vision is no longer disturbed by the darkness and clouds at the beginning, and it is easy to see from the perspective of God in the game that there are many hidden caves in that cave that he has not discovered, and in the stone house he once visited, the jade box was once again placed on the stone table, just like he saw it at the beginning.