"This day...... It's hard! ”

Liu Che, who was drunk, leaned to the side drunkenly, and after burping, he suddenly raised his finger to the sky and shouted loudly, "Brother! I'll tell you today! Lao Tzu will go back to Heishui in the future, and he will definitely blow up those donkeys! Throwing Lao Tzu to the South China Sea said that it was to carry out a new work, phew! Is Lao Tzu stupid? What the fuck ...... Belch! ”

"Brother Liu eats vegetables! Eat vegetables! ”

Seeing that Liu Che's tongue trembled, Wang Jiao hurriedly asked him to eat vegetables and press wine, and looked down at the upside-down iron bucket, there were not many dishes.

The hard dish is two slices of ham, and then a plate of crispy fried peanuts, if it weren't for Liu Che carrying a cucumber in his pocket every day, there would be no decent vegetarian dishes.

"I've done a great job! Only...... Just that experimental station, isn't that also going for 180 kilowatts? Don't let it be used, don't let it be used, what did you make it? When I don't know? When am I a fool? You are cheating money in the name of the group army, phew! Cheap! ”

"Brother Liu eats vegetables, eats peanuts and rice......"

"That's right! Eat peanuts! Donkey Day still dares to threaten me, what's wrong with eating peanuts? You let Lao Tzu eat peanuts, and Lao Tzu also sent you to see Emperor Zhenguan! Blow up your donkey day! ”

“……”

It's complicated, it's complicated, Brother Liu!

Liu Che, who drank high and scolded the street, obviously has an unexpected past for Wang Jiao, and he is quite sharp if he doesn't get it right.

You say that you are a porter in the mimeograph room of a work-study school, how can you be so capable?

But if you have a peanut, you won't be ......

Oh, there's peanuts.

That's fine.

After Liu Che fell asleep after eating and drinking, Wang Jiao took the key and went to the mimeograph room.

In the mimeograph room of the Yigong School, there are also printing erasers, in addition, there are old-fashioned stone slabs in the warehouse, but although the quality of these things is good, Wang Jiao can't play alone.

It's better to engrave the paper and mimeograph yourself.

It's not that there are no Chinese character typewriters, but this kind of machine is not available in a school of engineering, which is under the exclusive management of the Killing Dragon Port Administration, and is only responsible for official publications and official documents.

When most Nestorian Christian schools recruit students, the test papers must be reserved before they can be printed.

Schools with a large face will naturally be able to use the machines of the Executive Office; The door is narrow, so naturally you can only wait in line.

The reason why it is so troublesome is that the Chinese typewriter in Kill Dragon Port is a mechanical calculator and is a precision instrument.

Once revealed, the person in charge will exile the whole family to the North Sea or the West Sea.

Once in the 226th year of Zhenguan, because of a typewriter, it also led to a very large-scale conflict, which ended with the eldest daughter of the Duke of Alsace marrying the second son of the Black Sea Changsun family.

The Luoyang Cabinet finally awarded the second son of the Black Sea Changsun as the Black Sea Uncle, from the four products on the knighthood, 700 households, it can be said that since the second civil war in Zhenguan 168, the peak of the non-duke knighthood.

This time, whether it is the cabinet or the two-level concert institute, there is basically no opposition, it is really because this typewriter is very important.

"It's hard to make money, it's hard to eat, it's dry!"

Spread out the wax paper, picked up the pen, and brewed a cup of strong tea, Wang Jiao buried himself in the dry.

His handwriting is not beautiful, but it is better than neatness, staying up all night, burning more than 20,000 words, and carving to the end, I feel that my hands are not my own.

However, the results are remarkable, and the content of a legend and novel in the general killing dragon port is about 60,000 words.

If it is serialized in a newspaper, it will only be a thousand, hundred, to at most two or three thousand words at a time.

"Two hundred should be enough."

Engaged in security for many years, Wang Jiao knows very well that the total sales of such things as the "Youth Cultivation Manual" are actually average, because boys will choose to "share youth", which is not only economical, but also can quickly bring the friendship between boys closer.

But when the circulation increases, the "Youth Cultivation Manual" will be able to make money......

Put up an advertisement, sell some aphrodisiacs, magic drugs or something, the effect is remarkable, anyway, it's all flour and sugar, great flour and honey, just eat the undead.

After a busy night, after packing up his things, Liu Che, who had just woken up from a hangover, was outside on the stove, and then yawned and asked, "Brother do you drink porridge?" Yes...... Oh, I slept so comfortably last night, and I have a whole drink in the morning to refresh myself. ”

“……”

Drinking in the morning?!

When Wang Jiao returned the key, he asked in a low voice, "Brother Liu, aren't you afraid of being fined for drinking in the morning?" ”

"Punish, my salary is not from this broken school." Pouting, Liu Che was very disdainful, "Otherwise, why would you let me come to the mimeograph room to be a porter?" Do you know that Lao Tzu hacked those dog cubs to death? ”

“……”

After being stunned for a long time, Wang Jiao had no choice but to give Liu Che a thumbs up, "Brother Liu is awesome!" ”

"Must ~~drop ~~"

Wiping his face with cold water, Liu Che asked again, "Was the matter done last night?" ”

"It's all printed, two hundred copies."

"Why did you print two hundred pinch? Look down on you Brother Liu? ”

"No, I'm sorry to print more......"

"Outside, outside?! What's wrong with using a few more sheets of paper? Brother, your brother and I ...... faces" said, Liu Che leaned his face forward and patted it with his hand, "That's also face!" ”

"That'...... Next? ”

"Must ~~ drop!"

Liu Che was suddenly happy, "What kind of meat, can you take a look?" ”

"There's a poor sour one on the dock, I don't know if it's good or not, why don't you help Brother Liu take a look?"

"Hurry up, I'm nesting in this hellish place, I don't have anything to play, if I don't refresh myself, how can I live?"

As he spoke, Liu Che reached out and took a few pieces of paper handed over by Wang Jiao.

"Yo, "Concierge Qin Dalang"? That's a good feeling, peers. ”

Touching his big belly, Liu Che smacked his lips, "Hey...... This poor sour, nicknamed 'Mr. Nanhai Jiao', hey, this is the clockwork Mr. Horn. ”

"Clockwork?"

"Brother haven't seen it, it's a good thing, it's selling well, the artifact in the boudoir! Bao Shuang! ”

After that, Liu Cheyou lowered his voice and said to Wang Jiao, "When I was studying, there was a classmate who was a good man...... Good guy, do you know how big that thing is? Boy...... Gee. ”

“……”

Yes!!!!!

My eyes!

My ears!

My brain!

Cerebrum...... I'm trembling!

Liu Che didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, he had a strong sense of the picture, which made his imagination numb.

"Brother Liu......"

"! This poor sour can be written, give it up! ”

“……”

"How many words are there here?"

"In the early 20,000s."

"Only 20,000? Do you want to make money? Brother, hurry up, urge, this must be the whole 180,000 words out! ”

"Brother Liu, don't you come here to test the water first."

"Try it, your brother and I have read countless articles, this must be popular! I'll look at it first, and I'll be eating breakfast ......."

"Then Brother Liu, I'll go back first?"

"Remember to urge, can you make money by writing these words?"

"Hey, I'll go back and urge ......"

Seeing Liu Che holding Erlang's legs and gradually laughing obscenely, Wang Jiao was quite speechless for a while.