Chapter 161 If Others Knew About It, Wouldn’t It Be Called Private Money?

After being stunned for a while, she hurried to read the letter again, wondering why the fee was so high this time.

Then she saw in the letter that the fee was for the entire story she wrote, about a hundred yuan, and the remaining four hundred yuan was the share of the newspapers sold and the book published.

The editor said that her first published novel had a very good response, especially now that it was the period of educated youth going to the countryside, the book about going to the countryside to build the countryside was even more popular, and many people bought it, so the share was much, nearly four hundred yuan.

Moreover, this share was only for one quarter, and there would be more share if it was sold later.

Because the first novel was published very successfully, the editor told her that the publishing house had taken a fancy to her second novel and was also preparing to publish it. If the first two novels were published and received a good response, then as long as the quality of her manuscripts did not decline, almost every one of them could be published.

The royalties would definitely be very considerable by then.

Yun Qinghuan looked at the letter, and this time her hands were shaking with excitement.

She seemed to see all the money running towards her.

The royalties for a book are so much. If she publishes a few more books, she can be regarded as financially free in this era!

With these 600 yuan, Yun Qinghuan instantly felt that the money spent on cosmetics was not a pity. She also planned to buy more food and daily necessities to add a good meal for the family.

She went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought another bottle of malted milk, two kilograms of brown sugar, and also weighed two kilograms of fresh egg cakes, one kilogram of fruit candy, and one kilogram of White Rabbit milk candy.

It was also a coincidence that she had just arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, and there was pork for sale today. Yun Qinghuan naturally took the opportunity to buy several kilograms of pork and three kilograms of ribs.

She put all the things in the backpack on her back with a lot of harvest, covered them with rags, and then carried the things to the state-owned restaurant. She ordered a plate of braised pork, a portion of white rice, and a bowl of free soup for herself. She bought so many things and walked all morning. She was already exhausted and hungry.

At this moment, when the fragrant braised pork and rice were served, her eyes lit up. She ate the braised pork and potatoes without leaving any residue. She didn't waste the last bit of gravy, and poured it directly into the bowl to mix with rice. After eating the rice, she got another bowl of free soup.

The free soup was clear and only had a few scattered vegetable leaves. Yun Qinghuan also poured the soup into the plate, making sure that the gravy in the plate was washed clean and all went into her stomach.

After eating, her bowl was as clean as if it had been washed.

Then she couldn't help but burp.

Many people around her looked at her in surprise. Seeing that she was eating so unpresentable, some people looked at her with contempt.

Yun Qinghuan didn't care what others thought of her. After eating and drinking, she planned to take a bullock cart back to the village.

She was originally planning to leave, but she thought of something and turned to the restaurant to buy a big white flour bun, and then took the bullock cart.

Old man Li, who was driving the ox cart, was already waiting there. The sun was scorching, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. When he saw Yun Qinghuan, he smiled and said, "Yun Zhiqing, why don't you go shopping?"

Seeing that the basket behind her was full, he asked curiously, "What did you buy? It's so heavy."

Yun Qinghuan smiled and said, "It's not easy to come to the town. I guess you won't come before the wedding, so I bought some more. There will be a lot of things for the wedding banquet. Come on, you haven't eaten yet, right? I bought this big steamed bun at the state-owned restaurant. Eat it first to fill your stomach."

"Girl, how can I take your big steamed bun? Take it and eat it yourself, or go back and give it to your son. This white flour steamed bun will be wasted if I eat it. Besides, I'm not hungry yet." Old man Li smacked his lips, drank a sip of water, and refused directly.

My goodness, this is a white flour bun. White flour is a fine grain, which is very precious. No one is willing to eat it. They all exchange fine grains for coarse grains. The fine grains of a white flour bun can be exchanged for the coarse grains of a family's meal.

In this era where being able to eat enough is already a special happiness, it can be seen how sinful it is to eat fine grains in the village.

Yun Qinghuan ignored his refusal and stuffed it into his pocket, "Grandpa Li, just take it. I bought it for you. During this period, our family moved tables and chairs to buy things, and also used your ox cart. If you don't take it, I will be unhappy. There are not many things, just a thought."

A few days ago, Bai Naihan went to prepare benches and other things for the wedding banquet, as well as pots and pans. The things were too mixed. Old man Li happened to pass by and helped to pull them to Bai's house. He left without even drinking a sip of water.

Old man Li smiled when he heard this, "It's all a piece of cake."

However, he still took the big bun, but he was reluctant to eat it. Instead, he put the big bun in his pocket, obviously wanting to take it home to his children.

Yun Qinghuan looked away calmly. This generation of adults is almost like this. As long as there is something delicious, they will bring it home for their children to eat. It feels like there is a strong human touch between people.

When she got home, Yun Qinghuan told her family that she had received her manuscript fee today, so she bought a lot of delicious food for her family.

Liu Yuzhi saw that she bought a basket of food, all of which were expensive food. She felt a little distressed, but she didn't say much, knowing that her daughter-in-law was worried about her family.

I didn’t ask her how much her royalties were. Now my mother-in-law still thinks that her daughter-in-law shouldn’t get much in a month. It’s also because she bought more things this time than the last time, which made her guess that Yun Qinghuan’s royalties should have increased. But she guessed that it was at most 20 yuan a month. She never thought that her daughter-in-law had received 1,000 yuan in royalties in just half a year.

Liu Yuzhi even sometimes indirectly asked Yun Qinghuan to save money, fearing that she would make a fool of herself and spend all her royalties on food, and she would have no savings.

Yun Qinghuan just smiled and said that she still had money, so she could rest assured.

It was also because of eating meat and fine grains from time to time that Liu Yuzhi knew that her daughter-in-law was not used to eating coarse grains. In the past, the family would deliberately replace fine grains with coarse grains, but now they don’t change.

Most of the eggs laid by the chickens in the family were kept for money in the past, but now because Yun Qinghuan likes to eat them, they are kept instead of exchanged for money.

The family’s food level has risen several levels.

Yun Qinghuan also liked that people didn't ask her how much she earned from her writing. She didn't want to lie, nor did she want to tell the truth.

After all, seeing that her writing fees were increasing, if others knew about it, they would definitely be jealous and slander her behind her back.

Besides, it was private money. If others knew about it, wouldn't it be private money?

Thinking of this, Yun Qinghuan laughed smartly.

In other words, Bai Naihan was quite smart. From her happy expression and the generosity of buying so much meat, he knew that she probably received a lot of royalties today. He looked at her with a doting smile and didn't expose her.