"Uncle Sun, can I join the Writers Association this time?" Li Wen asked with a smile after signing his artistic name.

"Needless to say, it will definitely work. If anyone dares to make irresponsible remarks to stop him, I will just slap him in the face to see if he has the qualifications." Curator Sun said happily and domineeringly.

Li Wen didn't know any kind of books before, the key was that he had never seen them. After hearing what Director Sun said, he decided to give away five books and keep most of them for his own collection.

Time flies, and another month has passed. This month, Li Wen became completely famous in the county cultural circle.

Li Wen's science fiction novels in Xinguo Bookstore are loved by people of all ages, and their sales volume is amazing.

Countless readers across the country sent letters to Li Wen, and Li Wen only responded to the letters selected by the editor of Youth Daily.

Li Wenguang bought hundreds of stamps for just a few cents, and his hands and neck were swollen when he wrote the reply.

"Wenzi, you are completely famous now! There are not many readers in the entire county who don't know about your science fiction novels." Wang Feng grabbed Li Wen's neck and said with a playful smile.

"Low-key, low-key, I don't know what you fart about, isn't it because your wife wants me to get some meat for you." Li Wen rolled his eyes at Wang Feng and scolded with a smile.

"It's better that you understand me. Everything else about my brother's marriage this time is easy to handle. Only this pork has only gained three pounds after relying on many connections. It's really difficult to handle!" Wang Feng said with a dry smile.

"Three kilograms of pork is too damn little. You don't know that in rural areas, you can get a wife with just one kilogram of pork." Li Wen complained angrily.

"Hey! You kid is really good at quarreling with people. Everyone in the city has a job. If you want to marry someone's daughter home based on a pound of pork in the countryside, what are you dreaming about?"

"It means that these few years have been difficult, and every household has to reduce the number of people eating food. If you look at it in two years, it will be strange that a pound of pork can marry someone's daughter back."

"There must be six or seven tables of guests at my wedding house. Many of them are my father's colleagues, many of them are leaders. These three kilograms of pork are not enough for one table and one plate." Wang Feng explained.

"Is there anything else missing? Just pork." Li Wen nodded and asked.

It is true that most of the people in the city are workers and work unit personnel, with iron rice bowls and money.

Moreover, urban residents have a monthly ration of pork supply. Three kilograms of pork is indeed a lot, but it is only a two-month supply for a family.

"There is no shortage of industrial products in other houses, as long as they can be mass-produced, you can get them. It's not like you don't know what we do." Wang Feng pointed at the work clothes of the sugar and wine company he was wearing.

Seeing that Li Wen didn't say anything, the boy immediately used his killing move.

"I know you are a master who doesn't let go of eagles before seeing rabbits. I know you like to collect good wine, so I have prepared a lot of Xifeng wine, Maotai, Fenjiu, and Wuliangye at home for you."

"How about it? Brother, you can, I won't let your help go in vain." Wang Feng said with a smile.

Li Wen actually didn't plan to take advantage of Wang Feng just now. He just reached into the space to check.

Unexpectedly, Wang Feng was exposed first, so he was not polite.

"How about I get you ten rabbits, twenty pounds of pork, ten pounds of eggs, and ten big carp." Li Wen whispered.

"Really?" Wang Feng exclaimed after hearing this.

"You kid, keep your voice down, don't be heard." Li Wen immediately covered Wang Feng's mouth with his hand. He looked around and then put his hand down.

"Wenzi, you didn't lie to me, did you? I can't afford these things if I get them from the black market." Wang Feng was surprised and worried when he heard the quantity reported by Li Wen.

Wang Feng calculated these things and found that if the price on the black market was less than 200 yuan, his small body would not be able to carry them!

Although his father is a director of a department store, his monthly salary is only a few dozen yuan. Not only does he have to take care of his three brothers, but he also has to eat, drink and relieve himself at home.

My parents still have to help some old comrades and relatives, and the family can't save much money every month.

"No money, these are all brothers supporting you. You also gave me cigarette and alcohol tickets before, didn't you prepare good wine for me this time, so it was offset directly." Li Wen waved his hand and said grandly.

"Wenzi, this time it's all my brother who thanks you." Wang Feng patted Li Wen's shoulder heavily and said touchedly.

"You guys are as skinny as a stick, and your hands are too heavy to hit, so hurry up and get far away." Li Wen slapped Wang Feng's hand away and cursed with a smile.

A touching relationship between men was revealed through Li Wen's interruptions and jokes.

Li Wen is actually very grateful to friends like Wang Feng and Zheng Kai, who are all second-generation workers and some second-generation officials.

But they never looked down on Li Wen because he was the son of a farmer. Instead, they often provided help to Li Wen in their daily interactions. What is a friend? This is a friend.

Friends are pure and rarely mixed with interests. If interests are always mixed in, this pure friendship will be destroyed.

"Wenzi, have you received your royalties?" In the office, all the young people were very curious about Li Wen's royalties.

"It hasn't happened yet, why are you more anxious than me?" Li Wen stroked his forehead and looked at the warm eyes around him speechlessly.

"This is not because we are curious. Everyone is looking forward to your manuscript fee to see if it can reach Mr. Liu's more than 16,000 yuan." Zhang Tao said carelessly.

"I will notify everyone as soon as the royalties are paid! Don't you just want me to treat you to dinner?" Li Wen said helplessly.

Li Wen was really suffering these past few weekends. Every weekend when he went to the cultural center, he would be watched by everyone.

It was very inconsistent with his idea of ​​being low-key, and made Li Wen feel a little uneasy. After all, there were only three or four years left before the event was held.

Li Wen decided that he would no longer write after the publication of this book, and would only write some people's articles when necessary.

In this way, Li Wen spent another half month in anxiety.

"Xiao Wen, your package." Li Wen was reading in the yard that day. The postman knocked on the door and saw Li Wen sitting in the yard and pushing the door open and walking in.

"Brother Wang, come sit down and drink tea." Li Wen stood up and greeted with a smile.

"I won't stay any longer, just sign it! Today is quite busy, and there are hundreds of mails to be delivered." Because Li Wen often receives and sends letters, the postman is also very familiar with Li Wen.

"Okay, Brother Wang has a lot of work to do. Let's talk when we have free time." Li Wen smiled and took out the cigarette and handed it over.

Li Wen opened the package and found a cardboard box with a cloth bag inside and many envelopes wrapped inside.

Li Wen looked at most of the messages sent to Kyoto Youth Daily by readers, and the editor selected some and sent them to himself. There were also some rewards for Li Wen from readers, which were some money tickets.

In the past few months, Li Wen has received a lot of money from readers' tips. However, Li Wen didn't ask for the money and sent it all back. He just kept the receipt.

Now every time Youth Daily sends a package to Li Wen, it is sent by registered mail.

Because the post office is state-owned, the employees take it very seriously when they see that the registered mail company is Youth Daily, so it is very safe.

Li Wen collected all the letters from readers and read them again when he was free. He took out the reply letter from the Youth Daily at the top and opened it. As expected, there was a money order and a letter inside.

Li Wen took out the money order and looked at it. The amount in uppercase and lowercase letters was 17,850, and he was shocked.
Chapter completed!