"This day is... difficult!"

Liu Che, who was drunk, leaned to the side drunk, burped, suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sky, shouting loudly, "Brother! I will tell you today! I will definitely blow up those donkeys to death when I go back to the black water in the future! I threw me into the South China Sea and said it was a new work. Bah! Are you stupid? My fucking... burp!"

"Brother Liu eats food! Eat food!"

Seeing that Liu Che's tongue was trembling, Wang Jiao quickly asked him to eat vegetables and drink wine. He looked down at the inverted iron bucket, and there were not many dishes.

The hard dish is two slices of ham, and then a plate of crispy fried peanuts. If Liu Che hadn't had a cucumber in his pocket every day, there would be no decent vegetarian dishes.

"I have done a big thing! Just... that experimental station, wasn't it also for 180 kW? If you don't let it be used, why did you do it? If you don't know? If you think I'm a fool? You are cheating money by the name of the army, bah! It's a shame!"

"Brother Liu eats vegetables and peanuts..."

"Yes! Eat peanuts! Donkey Day dares to threaten me, what's wrong with eating peanuts? If you ask me to eat peanuts, I will also send you to the Emperor Zhenguan! Blast you to death!"

“…”

It’s complicated, it’s complicated, Brother Liu!

Liu Che, who was drunk and scolded, obviously had an unexpected past that Wang Jiao had, and maybe it was quite sharp.

You said you are a doorman in a mimeograph room in a work-study school, why is it so capable?

If there is a peanut, you won't...

Oh, there are peanuts.

That's all right.

After Liu Che had enough food and drank and fell asleep, Wang Jiao took the key and went to the mimeograph room.

The mimeographing room of Yigong Academy also has printed rubber boards. In addition, the warehouse also has old-fashioned stone slabs. However, although these printing items are of good quality, Wang Jiao cannot play with them alone.

It’s better to engrave paper and mimeograph it yourself.

It is not without Chinese character typewriters, but this kind of machine is not available in the Yicai School. It is managed by the Shalonggang Administrative Office and is only responsible for official publications and official documents.

When most Nescent church schools recruit students, the test papers must be made first before they can be printed.

Schools with great face can naturally use the computers of the administrative department; those with narrow channels can naturally only wait for a queue.

The reason why it is so troublesome is that the Chinese typewriter at Killonggang was modified from a mechanical calculator and is a precision instrument.

Once it is revealed, the person in charge will exil the whole family to the Beihai or Xihai.

In the 226th year of Zhenguan, a typewriter led to a huge conflict, which ended with the eldest daughter of the Duke of Artsas marrying the second son of the eldest son of the Black Sea Changsun clan.

The Luoyang Cabinet finally praised the second son of the Heihai Changsun clan as Heihaibo. He was awarded the title of the fourth rank and had a fief of 700 households. It can be said that it was the peak of the title of the official title since the Second Civil War in 168 of Zhenguan.

This time, no matter whether it is the cabinet or the two-level Jinzu Academy, there is basically no opposition. It is because this typewriter is of great importance.

"It's hard to make money, it's hard to eat, it's done!"

After spreading out the wax paper, picking up the steel pen, and brewing another cup of strong tea, Wang Jiao buried his head and started to dry it.

His handwriting is not beautiful, but he is better at neatness. He stayed up all night and burned more than 20,000 words. At the end, he felt that his hands were no longer his own.

But finally the results are remarkable. Generally, the legendary novel in Longgang is about 60,000 words.

If it is serialized in newspapers, it will only be a few thousand or hundreds or more words each time.

"It should be enough to have two hundred copies first."

Wang Jiao has been engaged in security for many years and knows that the "Youth Training Manual" has a very average overall sales volume, because boys will choose to "share youth", which is not only economical but also quickly brings the friendship between boys into classmates.

But when the circulating volume increases, the "Youth Cultivation Manual" can make money...

I will post an advertisement and sell some aphrodisiacs, magical medicines, etc., and the effect is amazing. Anyway, it is flour and sugar. It’s amazing to have flour and honey. It’s enough to eat it.

After a busy night, after packing up the things, Liu Che, who had just woken up from the hangover, came over to the stove outside, and yawned over and asked, "Do you drink porridge, brother? Ah... Haha, I slept so well last night. I had another cup in the morning to refresh myself."

“…”

Drinking early in the morning?!

When Wang Jiao returned the key, he asked in a low voice: "Brother Liu, aren't you afraid of being fined when you drink in the morning?"

"I'm not a punishment, my salary is not paid by this broken school." Liu Che curled his lips and was very disdainful, "Or why would I ask me to be a doorman in the mimeograph room? Do you know that it's not illegal to kill those puppies?"

“…”

After being stunned for a long time, Wang Jiao had to give Liu Che a thumbs up, "Brother Liu is awesome!"

"Must~~~"

After smearing his face with cold water, Liu Che asked again, "Have you finished the work last night?"

"All printed, two hundred copies."

"Why just printed two hundred pinches? I look down on you Brother Liu?"

"No, I'm sorry if I print too much..."

"I'm not here to see you, I'm not here to see you?! What's wrong with using a few more pieces of paper? Brother, my face..." As he said that, Liu Che put his face forward and patted it with his hand, "That's too shameful!"

"Then...next time?"

"Must~~!"

Liu Che was immediately happy, "What kind of meat article, can you tell me?"

"There is a poor writer at the pier. I don't know if it's good or not. Why would Brother Liu help me take a look?"

"Hurry up, I'm staying in this ghost place, I don't have anything to do, I can't get excited, how can I live?"

While speaking, Liu Che reached out and took the few pieces of paper handed over by Wang Jiao.

"Oh, "The Doorman Qin Dalang"? That's a good relationship, come with me."

After touching his big belly, Liu Che smacked his lips, "Hey... this is poor, nicknamed 'Mr. Nanhaijiao' Hey, this is Mr. Kou who has been winded up."

“Clockwork?”

"Brother, have you seen it before. That's a good thing, it's sold well, a magical artifact in the boudoir! It's a great gift!"

After saying that, Liu Che lowered his voice and said to Wang Jiao, "When I was studying, there was a classmate who was very male... Good guy, do you know how big that thing is? Good guy...Tsk tsk."

“…”

ah!!!!!

My eyes!

My ears!

My brain!

The brain... is trembling!

It would be fine if Liu Che didn't say it, but it would have a strong sense of picture when he said it, which made him imagine that his back felt numb.

"Brother Liu..."

"Damn it! This is a poor man who can write, please feel free!"

“…”

"How many words are there in total?"

"A little over 20,000."

"It's only 20,000? I still want to make money if I'm poor or not? Brother, hurry up and urge me. This must be done with a total of 100,000 or 80,000 words!"

"Brother Liu, aren't you here to try the water first?"

"Try it, your brother, I have countless articles, this must be popular! Dear, I will watch it first, and turn back and have breakfast..."

"Then Brother Liu, I'll go back first?"

"Remember to urge me. Can you make money by writing these few words?"

"Oh, I'll go and urge you..."
Chapter completed!