A middle-aged man with a thin body dragged a rickshaw on the street. The temperature in the early spring www.biquge.info was still very low, and he was only wearing a single coat, but his vest was so hot that he was drenched with sweat.

Zhou Hexuan sat on the rickshaw with all kinds of daily necessities in his arms. Seeing that the coachman was working very hard, he couldn't help asking, "Master, how is your livelihood okay?" ”

"Is the gentleman talking to me?" The driver lowered his speed and looked back.

"yes." Zhou Hexuan said.

The coachman wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "I'll just pull the cart, but it's not a master, you are too polite." ”

Zhou Hexuan asked: "Is business okay usually?" ”

"Okay," said the coachman, in a helpless tone, "the tram tracks in the city are getting longer and longer, and our business of pulling cars is getting worse and worse. ”

Zhou Hexuan immediately understood the reason, the tram is fashionable and cheap, and people will naturally choose to take the tram when traveling. He asked, "How much do you earn in a day?" ”

The coachman replied: "It depends on the situation, if the business is good, you can earn seven or eight corners, and if the business is bad, it will only be three or four corners." ”

Zhou Hexuan calculated the current price and said, "That's not bad, you can save a lot of money every day." ”

"What kind of money are you saving?" The coachman sighed again and again, "I have to pay 1 dime to the car dealer every day, and I have to pay 2 jiao for my own food, counting miscellaneous expenses, at least 4 jiao or more every day." It's okay to live alone, and I have extra money to go to the restaurant to drink every once in a while. But I still have a wife and children to support at home, and I am grateful to be able to ensure that the whole family does not go hungry. ”

Zhou Hexuan was silent, the people of the Republic of China are really difficult.

After a few more minutes, the coachman parked the car in front of the courtyard and said, "Sir, you have arrived at the place." ”

"Good work." Zhou Hexuan handed the driver 20 copper plates.

The coachman repeatedly excused himself: "Too much, you give too much!" ”

Zhou Hexuan smiled: "The rest is a tip." ”

"This ...... How embarrassing is that. The coachman smiled helplessly, grinning with yellow teeth, happy and embarrassed.

"You've been shopping with me for a long time, and it's appropriate to get a tip." Zhou Hexuan got out of the car with the things he bought.

The coachman hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Sir, I'll help you get it, leave this kind of rough work to me, just help me watch the car here." ”

Zhou Hexuan didn't refuse, handed him the pots and pans, and stood next to the rickshaw and waited.

The coachman moved his things twice before he finished moving, and when he came back, he thanked him: "Sir, I put my things under the eaves of the east wing." You are a wonderful person, and I wish you great wealth and a long life. ”

"Thank you." Zhou Hexuan smiled and nodded, and walked into the courtyard.

The door of the main house suddenly opened, and the landlord Shan Chengfu came over to greet him: "What about buying things?" ”

"Hello Uncle Fu, I bought some daily necessities." Zhou Hexuan greeted.

Shan Chengfu chatted with him for a few words and asked, "Do you pay your water and coal bills by yourself, or do I pay them for you together?" ”

Well, what the traverser faced at the beginning was not to save the country and the people, but to save the country and the people, but to do the daily trivialities. Not only water and coal bills, but also money for handling feces and urine, sanitation workers come every morning from 8 to 9 o'clock to collect the filth in the toilet.

This is equivalent to the water, electricity and property management fees during the Republic of China.

Zhou Hexuan took out dozens of copper plates and asked the landlord to help deal with these chores. After placing all the daily necessities he bought, he carried a piece of pork to Li's house: "Auntie, I'm too lazy to start a gang by myself, and I may often come to your house to eat in the future." This is meat I bought at the market, and I bothered you to cook and dispose of it. ”

Mrs. Zhou is not the kind of person who cares, she took the pork and said: "Don't break the bank in the future, just say it when you are hungry." Have you had lunch? ”

"Ate outside." Zhou Hexuan said with a smile.

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Returning to the house and spreading out the newly bought manuscript paper, Zhou Hexuan filled the pen with ink, sat down at the table and began to think about what to write.

Zhou Hexuan majored in history and had some understanding of the situation in the Republic of China. Nowadays, the dispute between the old and new literature in the Chinese literary circle has basically been settled, and the new literature advocated since the May Fourth Movement has won a great victory, and vernacular writing has become a social consensus.

Now to contribute to newspapers and magazines, there are only two options: serious literature and popular literature. Serious literature is all kinds of poetry, prose, essays, and pure literary novels; Popular literature is mainly for entertainment, such as martial arts novels, romance novels, and even erotic novels that mainly sell meat.

Of course, there is no strict boundary between the two, and it is mainly distinguished by the ideological connotation expressed in the work.

Zhou Hexuan thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to write some pastime works first, such as martial arts novels. Pure literature is too high, and he doesn't want to touch it for the time being -- the main reason is that martial arts novels have a large number of words, often tens or millions of words, can be serialized for a long time, and the manuscript fee is endless.

Jin, Gu, Wen, Liang, and Huang, among the five masters of martial arts novels, Gu Long, Wen Ruian, and Huang Yi were the first to be excluded. The works of these three are too trendy, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for readers to accept them at once in the Republic of China.

Liang Yusheng's works are too limited, and Zhou Hexuan also ruled them out, but Jin Daxia's novel is the most secure.

So which of Jin Yong's works should be copied?

Zhou Hexuan wrote the "Condor Shooting" trilogy, "Dragon Babu" and "Smiling Proud Jianghu" on the manuscript paper, and after thinking about it again, he finally chose "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which is perfect as an enlightenment book for the new school of martial arts.

Thinking back to the plot of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhou Hexuan was about to organize the writing when the content of the original work suddenly sprung up wildly, hovering in his mind.

Goldfinger?

"The Qiantang River is a vast river, day and night, endlessly bypassing the edge of Lin'an Niujia Village, and flowing into the sea in the east. There are dozens of black cypress trees in a row on the riverside, and the leaves are as red as fire, and it is the ...... of August."

Zhou Hexuan was like a god, and he quickly wrote down the content of the novel without adding any points, and in an afternoon, he actually wrote more than 10,000 words.

Zhou Hexuan's calligraphy is not bad, and the writing is in cursive, which greatly reduces the trouble of traditional characters.

In fact, simplified characters have existed since ancient times, and the writing of Chinese characters is a process of continuous simplification. The inscriptions, calligraphy and paintings of the Tang and Song dynasties preserved in later generations have many simplified characters in them. Although Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty ordered that traditional characters must be used, even the inscriptions on his waist card of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were simplified, because it was more convenient and easy to recognize.

Even if Zhou Hexuan's manuscript is all in simplified Chinese at the moment, there is no problem with taking it to the newspaper, but writing all traditional Chinese characters will look sick in the brain.

In the evening, the third child of the Li family came to knock on the door and shouted: "Brother Zhou, it's time to eat!" ”

"It's coming!"

Zhou Hexuan answered, picked up the manuscript of the novel with more than 10,000 words, and planned to ask Li Shoumin to transfer it to the newspaper editor tomorrow.