"Let's leave the canned food for a few days and then take a look," Zhang Lan suggested to Xiao Chenxi when she got up early in the morning, "Why don't we go to the city and do a water quality test for the mineral water?" With the authoritative test report, it is much more convenient for us to continue with the following things. ”

"Okay." Xiao Chenxi agreed, it doesn't make much difference whether to ask or not, basically all of Zhang Lan's requests Xiao Chenxi will not object.

I found a can full of water -- that's the last thing I need in the house right now -- and found a bag to put in. It just so happened that there was a car that came to pull goods today, and it needed to pass through the county seat, Zhang Lan, Xiao Chenxi and their parents said hello, saying that they were playing in the county, and they had nothing to worry about these two children Zhang Zongjun and Yang Zhi, don't worry about being abducted and sold by others, the son will not say anything, he is a good person, and if he does not abduct and sell others, he will already burn high incense, and anyone dares to abduct and sell him? As for the daughter, since they saw their daughter break a stack of red bricks with one palm one day, the couple never said anything, and their daughter was a one-person murder weapon.

Sometimes Zhang Zongjun also wonders, is it really the old saying: isn't it a family that doesn't enter the door? Why is his son a genius and his daughter an amazing monster with great strength? None of the two children in the family looked more normal, and looking at the little girl's delicate and weak little body, it didn't look like she could break a stack of bricks. At this level, ordinary soldiers can't do it, right? In order to test whether his daughter was cheating, Zhang Zongjun once deliberately picked up a brick and looked at it, but the result was very frustrating to him, the real red brick was used to build a house, and there was no problem at all.

When they arrived at the county seat, the sister and brother went straight to the long-distance station, and each of them bought a ticket for two yuan and took the bus from the county seat to the city.

Today's buses are far from the 21st century buses under Zhang Lan's influence, and the window glass "clangs" after running, always reminding you of its existence, and it is very worrying that the glass will fly out when the car is running; The sound of the diesel engine is louder in the cabin than outside, so that you will never doze off, and of course, it completely eliminates the possibility of fatigue driving; There was a strong smell of diesel fuel in the whole carriage; This is not to say, after all, Zhang Lan is not allergic to the smell of diesel, there are no pampered children in the countryside, this is not unbearable, the most unbearable thing for Zhang Lan is that this car is almost equivalent to the suspension system, with the saddle of the hard seat, sitting on it is like your butt hitting the ground at a speed of 40Km/H.

Zhang Lan swore that next time she went to the city, she would resolutely not do this damn bus, which was a ride, it was simply a punishment. Zhang Lan believes that no matter how hard his mouth is, even if he is under the service of the chili water tiger chair, he can grit his teeth and not open his mouth, as long as he is allowed to sit in the car for two hours, he will tell you whatever you want to ask, even the one he has forgotten and peeked at the little girl when he was four years old can remember to tell you.

Brother Zhu should be summoned as soon as possible, Zhang Lan secretly pondered.

When he was bored, the conversation between the two people sitting in front of him aroused Zhang Lan's interest.

"Brother," said a chubby middle-aged man in his thirties, let's call him fat, to a slender middle-aged man in his thirties, who was also sitting next to him, let's call him a thin man, "I heard your book was published?" Congratulations, congratulations, brother, you will be a great writer in the future. ”

"What great writer?" The thin man smiled slightly, "What kind of writer can I be, at best, I'm just a spiritual woman." ”

"How do you say that?" The fat man was amazed, "How can a noble author be compared with a lowly prostitute?" ”

"Listen to me explain to you," the thin man cupped his eyes unhurriedly, "in fact, in my opinion, the reader is the guest, and the author is the woman. ”

"Those who use money to buy books to read are naturally rich and chic", after a pause, the thin man continued, "Those of us who are young ladies, think of ways to coax these rich uncles to be happy, and let them pay more, otherwise who will give you money?" In order to deal with these rich uncles, you can only use all your tricks to please them, and only when these rich uncles are happy and comfortable to serve, can these rich uncles willingly take out the silver in their pockets. As for those of us who are young ladies, do you write what you want, who cares so much about you? ”

"The author can also use this criterion to divide it?" The fat man listened interestingly, and this was the first time he had heard this point of view.

"Of course, a well-known writer is equivalent to a famous prostitute who is famous in one place, and as for a well-known writer in the whole country, well, it is equivalent to a generation of famous prostitutes like Du Shi Niang. The one who just broke out a little bit of Mingtou is the Oiran of this courtyard; The author who has just debuted can only be regarded as the most ordinary lady, and there is no shortage everywhere; As for those who are preparing to act, or who have already stepped in with half a foot, they can barely be regarded as street warblers. As for the author who has just started to become popular in addition to one book, that is the old bustard coaxing a group of rich uncles to pay a lot of money. ”

Listening to what this person said was interesting, Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile lightly, pricked up her ears, and listened carefully.

"And how do you divide the readers?" The fat man continued.

"Buying genuine books is naturally a rich uncle, which is what kind of young lady is trying her best to please and coax with her heart, food and clothing; Those who read pirated books, which category do they belong to, although they may not have much money, but they may come once in a while, and the most important thing is that these people have long mouths, and it is easy to bring fame to the ladies, so those who are not very famous ladies, like such guests very much; As for those who scolded, they were actually those brick family beasts who were serious and sanctimonious on the surface, looking like people, but in fact, maybe they sneaked out that night. ”

"And the reader picks the work in the same way that the guest picks the woman," the thin man continued, "some like the slim, some like the plump; Some like to be young and beautiful, and some like the old and yellow. The only difference between a reader and a client is that the reader is spiritually conducted, which is legal and free. It is protected by law. ”

Listening to this benevolent brother's classic comments, Zhang Lan finally couldn't help but burst into laughter: Tough, it's so fucking tough! The cow who can associate such an elegant thing with such a vulgar thing, well, vulgar thing, it is estimated that you are still the first old man in the past!

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