The train swayed forward, and from time to time there were attendants coming over to sell goods, but Gu Yuan was just a little girl now, and she didn't dare to show her white in this carriage that gathered from all over the world, for fear that some unscrupulous people would hit her idea.

"Woo woo woo woo-" The high whistle woke up Gu Yuan, and after waking up, the first thing he felt was that the money was still there.

After confirming that the deposit was still there, Gu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to arrive at the station, looking at the scenery outside the window that was completely different from the small town, Gu Yuan felt a burst of hope rise in his heart.

After arriving at the station, Gu Yuan first went to find a place to live, and now Yanjing is not renting a house, most of them are welfare houses divided by units, so Gu Yuan had to go to a small hotel to live for a few days.

Gu Yuan has been looking for a job these days, but there are really countless people like her who go to the city to work, and they sell their strength for money that can only make ends meet, which is basically equivalent to a labor force who doesn't need money.

Gu Yuan couldn't, so he had to find another way.

A few days later, Gu Yuan started to write articles to make money, because she walked the streets and alleys and chatted with people in the past few days and learned that it was the 80s, which was the best period for literary prosperity.

Nowadays, people have just come out of the cultural famine, their spirits are empty, they need to be filled with culture, and their thirst for literature is unprecedented.

Young people are proud of their love of literature, and those marriage notices have a list of "love literature". In his spare time, he spends his spare time reading literature, talking about novels, poetry, and prose.

Although there are very few literary magazines, only two or three copies are published in each province, and the circulation and influence of each copy can reach hundreds of thousands, or even millions, and the influence of relatively weak ones is tens of thousands.

Even if a literary young man squeezes in a novel a year, he may at least become famous in the province and attract much attention.

Gu Yuan doesn't want to be noticed, he just wants to get the manuscript fee and save money to buy a house of his own in Beijing in the future.

She learned that the average annual salary is about 140 yuan, and 10 yuan can eat a big meal in a hotel or buy 100 catties of lobster, two bottles of Moutai, etc., but this is not an electronic product, because a TV costs thousands of yuan.

And 100 yuan now is equivalent to 600 yuan in later generations, and the purchasing power is obvious.

And now the manuscript fee is about 1000 yuan per 1,000 words, as long as you have a novella, saving for a year should be enough to buy a small house here.

Why is it so easy?

Coincidentally, it's 89 years now, and real estate sales have been allowed in the 90s, Gu Yuan doesn't know if this world is the same as the real world, in short, save money now, and your life will be better in the future.

In this way, Gu Yuan spent about a week writing more than a dozen poems and essays, and a novella, which were submitted to different magazines, even if one or two were fine.

On this day, Gu Yuan was still on the way to inquire about renting a house, when suddenly an aunt stopped her: "Girl, do you want to find a place to live?" ”

"Yes, are you going to rent it to me?" Gu Yuan was stopped coldly, and was pleasantly surprised after hearing his aunt's words.

The aunt smiled and said in a kind tone: "I have an empty apartment here, which can be rented to you, do you think you pay on an annual or monthly basis?" ”

Gu Yuan's heart sank, his face was not obvious, and he said to her with a smile: "Auntie, then you have to let me see the room, right?" I've been walking around here for almost two weeks, and you're talking about that part of the house? ”