“Have you entered the newspaper?”

Hanfu opened the newspaper and looked carefully. He found Li Dong's name. "Guo Bing, come and read it."

No matter how you say that Korean soldiers are too tall, they can read ordinary articles, but they are almost the same as Korean wealthy. "Oh, that's amazing. Dongzi has entered the newspaper, which says that Li Dong's works will be selected as excellent regional works in the next three hundred years."

“Excellent regional work?”

Bai Zhi couldn't help but look at it. Really, there were five Li Dongs in the list, and the bonus alone was twenty yuan. No wonder he didn't care about the little money of Bai Cai.

"Hey, Uncle Guobing, why is Brother Dong's name behind it?"

Han Weihe originally thought he wanted to read it himself, but he didn't think he could ask Uncle Guobing to read the newspaper.

"later?"

What does the Korean soldier mean? Bai Zhi looked at the newspaper he raised and a line of big words, congratulations to Comrade Li Dong for winning the top ten essays of the People's Literature. Bai Zhi stared at the boss and won more than one award this time.

I don’t know what award this people’s literature award, but Bai Zhi knows that it is definitely better than the Excellent Award just now. Otherwise, how could he write a big line of words and occupy a different page.

"What is the People's Literature Award?"

The Korean soldier also turned over and looked at the award and couldn't understand it. The regional excellent works were clearly stated, and there were bonuses, but the People's Literature Award didn't say it.

"Have you heard of Weihe?"

"I don't understand very much."

No one knows what this award is when I got a village. Ji Jian vaguely remembers that he had read a book and said about this award. "People's literature is from Beijing, right?"

"Yes, a newspaper in Beijing is of literary nature."

"Good, I've won the award in Beijing."

“Is this prize worth much?”

Mr. Liu, what you asked was so real. Li Dong was depressed when talking about this. Not to mention the bonus, he didn't mention anything. He just gave the prize. Who knows if there was a bonus? Tell me, why aren't this Beijinger not real at all?

Li Dong was wronged by Beijingers, the editor of the People's Literature and the final list of judges was shortlisted. As a literati, it is not good to talk about the money. He planned to ask several writers and painters to send some words and paintings as prizes.

Qi Gong, Ba Jin and others happened to be in Beijing. Asking a few old men to write a few words to reward and encourage the younger generation, Li Dong just didn't know this.

"Sixth Master, the people will not talk about bonuses."

"Why are you so stingy? People also have to eat and shit."

Puchi, Li Dong gestured his thumb, you are right, this is very popular.

"I remember."

Ji Jian slapped his thigh. "It's amazing, Comrade Li Dong, people's literature is a big newspaper and the most literary publication."

"Master, is this people's literature very powerful?"

Bai Zhi was puzzled and looked very powerful when he heard the master's tone.

"This is the first literary journal in China. It is the head of the China Writers Association, a pure literature journal, and one of the most influential journals among domestic literary journals."

Ji Jian became more and more excited as he spoke. He didn't expect Li Dong to publish an article on it, and he didn't expect to win the top ten essays of the year. This is so amazing. No wonder the regional evening newspaper published this news.

For the region, this is simply a great achievement. How can two flowers in science and culture be considered a big red flower?

"It sounds amazing, but why don't you give a bonus?"

Ji Jian was so amused and laughed at the words of Liu Ye and others. This was better than any bonus.

"Is it because of the subsidy from the cultural station and Secretary Liang's reward?"

Korean Fu slapped his forehead and thought to himself that Li Dong got so many good things yesterday, but he thought he was coming, but now he finally found the source. It turned out to be here.

"That's right."

"Good guy."

Korean rich man slapped his legs. This prize is amazing. There are so many rewards for newspapers. If there is no bonus, there will be no bonus. What else can I need to win the big prize?

Well, Li Dong didn't expect that Uncle Guofu's ideological level was higher than that of himself. "Didn't the region and county say that he would increase some subsidies?"

"I didn't say this, but Webmaster Zhang said, I have no problem joining the Provincial Writers Association, and I can even go further." Bai Zhi was stunned when he heard Li Dong's statement. The Provincial Writers Association, if he can go further, it is not possible to join the Chinese Writers Association.

This is so amazing. The Regional Writers Association looks up to Bai Zhi. Listening to Li Dong’s tone, this guy is so lucky, so amazing. "Prose is really so good?"

Bai Zhi couldn't help but read the article that Li Dong won the award on the entire network. As expected, he wrote very well. The description of the scenery was very good, especially the core inside was excellent and the literary nature was very high. No wonder he could win the award.

Ji Jian nodded while listening. What an article. He used to be a literary boy, but unfortunately he was too talented. I really envy Li Dong, a young man who is young and talented, has a bright future.

Li Dong's mouth was twitching when Ji Jian looked at it. Why was his eyes strange? Li Dong felt that he was still far away.

Li Dong decided to be low-key in the future because he couldn't afford to offend his middle-aged literature. Nowadays, literary youths are too dangerous.

"Uncle Guofu."

"Well, I'll go back in advance."

"Comrade Li Dong, slow down, I have something to discuss with you."

Ji Jian shouted Li Dong trembled. "Team leader Ji, I'm anxious to pee, sorry, let's talk about it later."

He ran away while talking, and turned around and shouted. "Uncle Guofu, please collect the newspaper for me, I plan to collect it."

"This kid."

"Captain, if you don't sell cabbage, don't sell it."

Korean Fu thought about it. Li Dong wanted to give up someone, but the two stationmasters of the cultural station could not escape, including two commune secretaries, a few friends, projectionist Huang Xiaotian, and technicians.

If you think about it, there is really not much delivery. If you don’t have enough money, you won’t sell it.

Ji Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Oh, there is no way, people are not short of money. I heard that Korea was so generous just now that the cultural station and the commune gave a lot of rewards and subsidies."

"Capital Team Leader."

"Are these cabbages loading now?"

"I want to load the car, please help me."

"Wei Dong, Wei Guo, Wei Qun, Wei Jun, Wei Jun, you guys should help Team Leader Ji load the cabbage into the cart."

Twenty or thirty thousand kilograms of cabbage, let alone one cart or not, both cars are very difficult. After all, the tractor carriage is not big, Ji Jian plans to install it together, decorate the tractor more, and then install some with a carriage.

"There's another trip."

There was no way, I couldn't finish it, so I'll come back again. Ji Jian went into the city with the car. Bai Zhi stayed. The cabbage was moved to the warehouse yard and covered it with straw. This was like Li Dong.

In fact, each family has left a lot of cabbage, covering it with straw to prevent the snow from freezing the cabbage.

There are still three to five hundred kilograms of cabbage in the family. I ate it in winter. Yesterday, everyone learned the technique of making cabbage. I don’t know how to ask Li Dong. This kid Li Dong is quite delicious to make cabbage.

Han Weiguo, Han Weidong, and Han Weichao kept nearly half of the cabbage, and the three families planted not much cabbage than Han Weiqun's family.

The three of them are younger and more courageous, and the zoo seems to be buying it again, and they are sold to the zoo at the very least. Didn’t Brother Dong say that he would have visited the area before the New Year?

"Brother Wei Qun, don't you leave some food at home."

"Save some."

Han Weiqun plans to keep thirty or fifty trees.

This matter is not easy to explain. Besides, Xiaocao's sister-in-law went there last time and sold it a lot of money. In fact, Zhang Xiaocao had thought about the zoo, but the couple was not very brave, and it was not that the material was not cheap.

If you don’t have to transport it yourself, you can sell it at your doorstep. This is not a loss.

The idea was different, and Han Weiguo looked at each other. "Wei Dong, will you go to Brother Dong's house?"

"Go, just learn how to cook cabbage."

When Li Dong returned home, he stomped his feet, turned on the coal stove, and had some hot food at night. The mutton and cabbage pot tasted good. Li Dong planned to stew more cabbage in a pot, and all the seasonings were included. The mutton seemed pretty good.

After cutting a piece of lamb leg, Li Dong started to work hard. The mutton was delicious. After stewing it, it was put on a casserole and a small red mud stove. A small pot of simmered Guru and Bubble, then add tender cabbage. It was comfortable, and then serve a few more cakes.

This is a comfortable day. I was eating with Xiaojuan, and Han Weiguo and others are here.

"Brother Dong."

Sucking, Li Dong greeted these guys. "What's wrong?"

"Hehe, Brother Dong, we have some cabbage left in our house. How about you selling it in the city?"

"Sell it, it's not a big problem now, don't make a fuss."

Li Dong said, "It happened to be a few days for the New Year. I think it is the best time to sell cabbage three days before the New Year."

"ah?"

Li Dong had a bite of mutton and it was even more comfortable to soak the cakes in soup. "You think about it, it's the Chinese New Year, who doesn't want to eat some dumplings? There is no green head now, and cabbage is not the best choice. When the price is slightly higher, everyone can accept it."

"High, is it three points?"

Han Weiguo looked surprised. They just thought that the two cents sold a little more than one or two cents, and we don’t have limited quantities, so we don’t need tickets.

"Three points?"

Li Dong picked up a bite of cabbage, which was delicious and full of soup. He gave a bite of cake and felt comfortable. "Anyone bought five points, of course, don't be too arrogant. At this time, there must be more patrol teams."

"Five points?"
To be continued...