The host is cute and charming, who doesn’t love the charming wife?

This is a grocery store.

It was noon and there was no one around. The boss propped up his arms and looked at the people walking on the street with half-lidded eyes.

When he heard Ruan Miaomiao's voice, he raised his head in excitement.

He is old and a bit presbyopic, so he always looks at Ruan Miaomiao with a filter.

"Ah, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly─"

Well, not only are my eyes not good, my ears are also about to retire.

Ruan Miaomiao judged in her heart and helplessly repeated what she just said.

The boss heard it clearly now and thought for a moment, "It seems there is. It just arrived yesterday... Just wait while I look for it."

Unexpectedly, there would be a reply so soon. Ruan Miaomiao was a little nervous, not knowing whether the reply was a rejection or a rejection.

After a while, the boss finally found the letter and handed it to Ruan Miaomiao.

After Ruan Miaomiao thanked her, she took the letter and returned to Ruan Mansion.

Ruan's mother hadn't come back yet. After closing the door, she took a deep breath before tearing off the seal of the letter.

What caught her eye was that the other party called her Brother Fengxue. Seeing this title, Ruan Miaomiao felt reassured.

She continued browsing, and sure enough, the first novel she wrote was approved by Zhengkang Miscellaneous Newspaper, and the other party offered a price of 50 cents per thousand words.

And to show sincerity, the other party has already put the money for the opening manuscript in an envelope and sent it.

At the end of the letter, the other party asked if it was convenient. Please leave Ruan Miaomiao an address for him.

This was naturally ignored by Ruan Miaomiao.

She didn't plan to tell him her address before leaving the Ruan Mansion.

As for the manuscript fee, although the price is not too high, she is still a newcomer and is already very satisfied with it.

Little things add up, and Ruan Miaomiao has already figured out what to use the first royalties for.

First of all, I need to buy manuscript paper. This is just needed. The previous one is almost used up.

The second is to improve her living conditions. The place where she lives now is even simpler than that of the servants. Ruan's mother made some things herself and has been making do with them for so many years.

Now that Ruan Miaomiao is rich, she naturally wants to change it.

Anyway, these things can be taken away together when they leave the Ruan Mansion.

Thinking about it this way, Ruan Miaomiao felt that the royalties she currently had were far from enough.

Full of motivation throughout my body, I immediately picked up a pen and started writing a reply...

Then continue writing the four thousand words that I will write today.

When Ruan's mother came back in the evening, Ruan Miaomiao told her the good news.

Ruan's mother immediately spun around in excitement, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

The pride of "my daughter has just grown up" is written all over her eyes.

Both mother and daughter are full of hope for the future.

……

Five days later, Cheng Yi walked directly into the editor's office early in the morning with the newspaper in hand. His face was full of excitement and joy, and he opened his mouth to speak in a long sentence.

"Editor-in-Chief, ever since our newspaper published "The Love of Love" in the wind and snow, the sales have been increasing day by day! Sure enough, your original vision was completely correct."

The editor-in-chief didn't sleep well last night. He finally came to take a rest in the morning, but was interrupted by Cheng Yi rushing in.

I was feeling a little depressed at first, but after hearing these words, I suddenly became energetic.

He stood up from behind the table, walked to Cheng Yi, and reached out to take the newspaper in his hand.

He actually couldn't care less about his calm and calm attitude in the past.

"Look──"

Cheng Yi didn't notice this, but happily pointed to the place where "Qing Ge" was printed in the newspaper.

Most people still need to polish the manuscript after submitting it. If necessary, the author and editor can discuss it offline.

Cheng Yi originally planned to do the same, but Feng Xue also returned home and wrote a letter saying that it was not convenient to meet, so the two decided to write everything down on the letter paper at once.

Everyone is cheerful and communicates very effectively and quickly.

In just two days, the final manuscript was finalized, and the editor-in-chief typed it himself, placing the story of the wind and snow returning home in the most conspicuous place in the newspaper.

This is why he just praised the editor's vision.

"Haha, this has to be a well-written story about the return of the wind and snow, otherwise it will be useless even if I forcefully praise it and no one will buy it."

The editor-in-chief smiled for a while, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand and said:

“Since it’s so popular now, let’s increase the number of prints at the printing factory!”

"This..." Cheng Yi was dumbfounded, then hesitantly said, "But Fengxue Yigui is just a newcomer, what if..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized his mistake, that is, he was too cautious in doing things.

Sometimes you have to be bold if you want to be successful.

The editor-in-chief did not speak this time, but patted his shoulder happily.

I'm not afraid that I won't understand, but I'm afraid that I'll never understand.

……

On the street, a little newsboy who looked to be only seven or eight years old had a big bag hanging on his body, waving the latest newspaper with one hand and shouting loudly.

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! "Chint Literary Newspaper" is only one penny today! Don't miss it, the price will be increased back to the original price tomorrow!"

Tan Fei just came out of the photo studio after taking pictures and heard shouting.

He was a student at the nearby Sunan University, and he had seen newspapers bought by his classmates before. It was said that this newspaper was very popular among students.

It happened to happen to him. Wouldn't it be wonderful to buy a copy and share it with my classmates?

And according to what the kid said, today's newspapers are actually a dime cheaper than before.

Then it would be a loss if you don’t buy it.

"A newspaper, please!"

He was not the only one who had this idea. Many people who had never bought this newspaper before heard that it had dropped one cent today, so they bought a copy and took it home to read with the mentality of trying something new.

Soon, the newspapers in the newsboy's bag were sold out, and many people who came after hearing the news could only wander on the street, hoping to meet other children who bought the newspaper.

Of course, most of the latter are loyal and old customers of Chint Literary Journal.

Originally, this newspaper still had leftovers every day, so they were naturally not so anxious, but they did not expect that today's price reduction would lead to many people buying the newspapers that should belong to them.

These people don't have to buy it.

Forget it, forget it, anyway, when the price goes back up tomorrow, fewer people will buy it, so forget it today.

But what these people didn't expect was that the newspaper from this company would only become harder to buy day by day. Even if the price went back up later, more and more people would buy it.

……

On this day at Sunan University, Tan Fei's roommate came back, and he sighed as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

Tan Fei happened to be leaning against the window, reading the newspaper with the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

The sigh of his roommate made him look up from the newspaper, and when he saw the sad eyes of his roommate, he cast a doubtful look.

"What's wrong? You sigh as soon as you come back. Isn't this your usual style?"

While sharing the specialties he brought with him, his roommate told him the reason for his sigh.

"You still remember the Chint Literary Journal that I used to buy every day. I happened to be reading a story before I went home. It was quite interesting. I also thought that I could save up some money in the past few days when I go home and wait until I come back. It was a pleasure to watch it all at once, and the result..."

Even if he didn't say the rest, Tan Fei understood it.

For some reason, he felt a little weak in his heart. He took the specialty from the other party and heard the other party continue speaking in an angry tone.

"As a result, I found that there was not a single newspaper left in the past few days! When I went to buy it, I met many people who came to buy newspapers like me but didn't buy them. Do you think this newspaper is about to close down? So the number of prints is being reduced every day.”

As he spoke, he looked at Tan Fei, hoping to get his approval.

"Is it possible that someone else printed it, but more people bought it every day, so it was gone when you went there?"

Tan Fei tried his best not to sound so cautious, but he was indeed breaking into a cold sweat now.

"How is that possible?! I never need to snatch their newspapers. It's really strange. Who bought my copy... By the way, what are you reading so fascinated by?"