"Aunt Chen, is there still garlic? Come on two petals."

"I still want a bowl of noodle soup, I eat too much. Transform food. ”

"I'm going to have another bowl of noodles, I'm not full!"

In Jiang Xiaoyan's noodle restaurant, Li Ye, Li Yue and other seven people, each of whom had a big bowl of food.

Eating a bowl of hot mutton noodle soup in the winter, the cold air in the whole body was immediately dispelled.

Jiang Xiaoyan's father, Jiang Yougui, came out of the kitchen with a smile and put a large handful of garlic cloves and two bowls of noodle soup on the table.

"Hehe, eat more, don't need money, be full, manage enough"

"How can you not have money? Uncle Jiang, if you don't want money, we won't dare to eat it."

"You can't ask for money, you really can't ask for money."

Jiang Yougui rubbed the corners of his clothes and retreated to the kitchen with an embarrassed face.

Then Jiang Xiaoyan, who was busy in the kitchen, scolded him in a low voice: "Can you speak?" If you talk about money all day long, you will simply go back to your hometown if you are so annoying."

"I didn't say bad! You can't ask for money, they're all classmates, what's the point of asking for money?"

Listening to the man's aggrieved voice, Li Ye, Hu Man and others couldn't help but be funny and helpless.

There was no long holiday during the Spring Festival in the 80s, so Jiang Xiaoyan and her wife did not go home with Li Ye and others, nor did they return to Beijing together, and only stayed in their hometown for two days before hurrying back to work in their own small noodle restaurant.

After Li Ye and the others arrived at Jiang Xiaoyan's noodle restaurant, they found that Jiang Yougui, who had been in his hometown last year, had come, but Jiang Xiaoning, who had been in the capital for several months, was gone.

Everyone was embarrassed to ask in person, and when they were ready to leave after eating, they asked Jiang Xiaoyan at the door.

Jiang Xiaoyan said: "What is there to say, my brother can't bear the hardships of the capital, so he will go back to his hometown!" ”

Han Xia was straightforward and fast-talking, and she had a good relationship with Jiang Xiaoyan, so she asked indistinctly: "Then your brother is willing?" The last time I saw him, I couldn't go back to my hometown! ”

Jiang Xiaoyan shook his head and said: "He was admitted to a joint venture instant noodle factory in his hometown, working eight hours a day, forty or fifty yuan a month, what is unwilling?" ”

Han Xia nodded thoughtfully and said, "Also, your family's business is too tiring." ”

Don't look at Jiang Xiaoyan's family's small business, but you have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning and make noodles, and you don't close until ten o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Xiaoning has never done heavy work since he was a child, how can he stand this?

There is another reason, Jiang Xiaoyan didn't say.

That is, Jiang Xiaoning has suffered such a big sin, and he can't make money!

The old lady and the elder sister grabbed the money to death, and they only had five yuan of pocket money every month, and if they said more, they would repatriate him as a "blind stream".

Jiang Xiaoning works in vain and black, and he has no time to visit the capital, and his life is difficult!

In the end, under the coercion and temptation of his sister, Jiang Xiaoning agreed to the humiliating agreement of sending fifteen yuan a month, and honestly waited for Chen Jinhua at home to save money for him to marry his daughter-in-law.

As for pulling his father Jiang Yougui to the capital, Jiang Xiaoyan was unwilling, and the serious illness of his mother Chen Jinhua made him very resentful of his father Jiang Yougui.

Just now in the noodle shop, Li Ye and the others were aware of the contradiction between their grandfather.

Li Ye looked at Jiang Xiaoyan, who had an unhappy face, and said to the other students: "You get in the car first, and I'll talk to Xiaoyan about something." ”

Jiang Xiaoyan immediately said unhappily: "Li Ye, do you want to give me food money again?" Can you please stop being so grinding? ”

"Am I a grinder?"

Li Ye glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan, pointed to the signboard of the noodle restaurant and said, "At the beginning, was this signboard set by your mother or by you?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyan's noodle restaurant, called "Chen's Noodle Restaurant", is Chen Jinhua's Chen.

Jiang Xiaoyan said puzzledly: "I discussed it with my mother, what's wrong?" ”

Li Ye smiled and said, "Then do you think your mother is a smart person?" ”

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't understand what Li Ye meant, so she could only nod silently.

Even if Jiang Xiaoyan is a college student, she has to admit that her mother is a smart and capable person, if it weren't for her mother's insistence, she Jiang Xiaoyan would have dropped out of school and farmed a long time ago.

"So what! It's not stupid for your mother to bring your father to the capital," Li Ye said in a low voice: "Your mother is most likely ready to split up." ”

"Separation?"

Jiang Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

No wonder I tried my best to oppose it, and my mother wanted to get my father from her hometown to the capital.

Li Ye looked at Jiang Xiaoyan's appearance and said with a smile: "In the past, your mother did not come out of Qingshui County, and her vision was a little limited, but from now on. Your mother is the head of the household. ”

“.”

Li Ye saw that Chen Jinhua only took a year to make the small noodle restaurant impressive, and he was already planning to open a second branch.

Once this kind of woman with super action has broadened her horizons, how can she still be restricted by the people of the old Jiang family?

Just like the signboard "Chen Family Noodle Restaurant" at the door of the noodle restaurant, in this small home in the capital, Chen Jinhua can completely control the power.

Jiang Yougui was originally an honest character, and in the future, he will only be a "virtuous helper"!

。。。。。。。

Li Ye returned to the capital early for two reasons, the first was because of the training and preparation of the school debate team, and the second was of course to visit the lanterns with Wen Leyu.

And the second reason is the main one, the debate team is all about the beginning of the incident.

Many years ago, the defense of men and women was very serious, but during the Shangyuan Festival, whether it was a lady or a small jasper, they could watch the handsome men under the lanterns on the street, and imagine the story of the talented woman in the book.

Therefore, the Lantern Festival saves girls to go shopping for lanterns, which has a profound meaning throughout the ages, and it is not a foreign product, and the ancestors have long since played it many times.

Li Ye and Wen Leyu held hands, each holding a string of rock sugar gourds, wandering around the street full of lanterns.

Occasionally, Li Ye would stretch his string of sugar gourds in front of Wen Leyu's little face.

And Wen Leyu never disliked, he would open his small mouth and bite it with his teeth, shaking his neck to pull the hawthorn off the bamboo stick.

Then in less than a minute, Wen Leyu would stretch out his string of sugar gourds in front of Li Ye, and walk in reverse.

It can be said that in terms of the current relationship between the two of them, they are close to the real little couple, and even if Li Ye is a little bolder, he may not be able to try it.

"Well, by the way, a few days ago, my mother asked a colleague to bring back some literary review magazines from the lighthouse, and there were reviews of "A Song of Ice and Fire" on them, and she was a little angry after reading them."

"Huh?"

Li Ye spit out the hawthorn seeds in his mouth, and said, "What did you say in the comments?" ”

Wen Leyu said: "There is a very famous writer who says that our books are nondescript, and they are not Westerners' thinking at all, and they are purely to cheat readers out of money."

"This comment. It's a little mean. ”

After the first volume of "A Song of Ice and Fire" was published, the market response was very good, and now it has reached the second volume, making a lot of money, but to say that it cheats money.

Li Ye suddenly asked, "Is the writer who made the comment called Wood?" ”

Wen Leyu nodded and said, "Yes, it's him, my mother has asked classmates who are familiar with the lighthouse literary circle, this Wood is not a nobody." ”

"You don't know the inside story," Li Ye said, "At the beginning, our "A Song of Ice and Fire" also held a prize-winning essay at the lighthouse, and Wood's first draft was the first in the Americas, but he didn't have time to go to Hong Kong Island."

Li Ye briefly talked about what happened on Hong Kong Island at the beginning, and then said: "Originally, Wood was very arrogant and disdained to worry about us, but he couldn't stand the good sales of "A Song of Ice and Fire"!"

I asked Pei Wencong during the Chinese New Year, according to incomplete statistics, last year's income should be between 4.5 million and 5 million US dollars.

So if Wood had accepted our translation contract at the time, he would have been paid $450,000 to $500,000 for the translation.

When the next few volumes are released, the manuscript fee will be doubled several times, and Wood is very proud, so the money fell on someone else's head, and he regretted it."

"Ahem~"

Li Ye suddenly heard Wen Leyu's cough.

He quickly took out a small silver kettle from his arms, opened the lid and pestled it into Xiao Nizi's mouth.

"Tons and tons ~"

Wen Leyu drank half a pot of warm water in one go, and then opened his eyes and said to Li Ye: "Didn't we say it at the time?" Just pay them salaries, why give them so much? ”

Li Ye had told Wen Leyu before that the value of "A Song of Ice and Fire" would exceed 10 million US dollars in the near future, and there would be no upper limit in the future.

At that time, Wen Leyu was somewhat skeptical, but Mr. Ke believed in Li Ye very much.

Later, Li Ye also told Wen Leyu that "the manuscript fee is over one million", but it is all within Wen Leyu's psychological tolerance, and it is nothing.

But how long has it been? It skyrocketed to five million? What's even worse is that why do those "tool people" take away 500,000 manuscript fees?

That's half a million dollars!

Li Ye had no choice but to take Lan Wen Leyu's small waist and said, "This is something that can't be helped!" Our first draft cannot meet the requirements of Western readers, and 10% of the translation fee must be paid.

But they make more, don't we earn more? After deducting 20% of the translation fees of the two authors, then Pei Wencong will account for 30%, and we will get 56%"

"Oh, let's earn more, more."

Wen Leyu's little head nodded again and again, comforting himself while quickly calculating in his heart what one-third of fifty-six percent was.

The answer is close to one million, and Mr. Ke's share also said that if Wen Leyu is in charge, then it will be nearly two million dollars in Wen Leyu's hands.

But she suddenly thought of something, and asked: "The five million you said is the American version?" Or is it added up to the European version? ”

Li Ye smiled: "Of course it's the American version, and the European version has a little less sales, more than three million!"

Wen Leyu: "........."

She'll have to do the math again.

Li Ye looked at Wen Leyu with golden eyes and couldn't help but smile: "Xiaoyu, how did I hear people say that a girl from a family like you. Don't seem to be interested in money? ”

Wen Leyu was stunned for a moment, tilted his little head, and squinted at Li Ye without making a sound.

Because Wen Leyu is wearing a fluffy mink hat, he is like a minor Northeast Golden Gradient, and he is sprouting to distinguish Li Ye - "Are you local?" ”

If it weren't local, I'd try it!

You say I'm not interested in money? Since then. What do you want to do?

Wen Leyu is not a greedy person, but there is a record in her small notebook - "Have a good talk with Li Ye, don't allow wanton waste, and learn to be thrifty."

Isn't the best way to make someone thrifty just to keep him without much money in his pocket?

Although the thrift of an annual salary of ten yuan is not the same as the thrift of an annual salary of one million, Wen Leyu always feels that . It is my responsibility to help Li Ye establish a good living habit.

Li Ye blinked, not understanding what Wen Leyu's eyes meant, so he continued: "I heard that the education you have been exposed to since childhood is relatively high-end.

For example, whoever has put down whom, and who is better at chess has pitted whom, so a mundane thing like a little money may not be able to enter your eyes. ”

Li Ye is not talking nonsense, because although he was a small person in his previous life, he also accompanied the boss to contact the big guy once, and the situation at that time was like this.

It's just that Li Ye is not sure if today, 84 years later, is the same as 40 years later.

"If you want to talk about money, you can't get on the table, but you can't do without it, and it also depends on the amount of money,"

Wen Leyu narrowed his eyes, his little hand reached into Li Ye's sleeve, pinched his wrist, and pinched it hard.

"And I marry a chicken and a dog and a dog, what are you interested in in the future, I will be interested in, and what is the high-end and low-end? If you say such outrageous things to me in the future, be careful that I will pinch your blood. ”

Li Ye's wrist hurt, and he immediately understood that he was wrong, no matter how fairy a girl is, she is also a girl, and she has the same small problems as ordinary girls.

However, Wen Leyu can say the words "marry a chicken and marry a dog with a dog", but Li Ye is really comfortable to listen to.

Tonight, there will be three watches in the morning and evening, but it will be very late, it is estimated that it will be more than two o'clock in the second half of the night, so everyone will get up tomorrow morning to watch! Sorry, sorry

(End of chapter)