The next day, when Lao Xu came to work, Zhou Yang was still sleeping in the small single room.

Lao Xu was originally going to wake him up inside, but when he saw a thick stack of manuscripts on his desk, he was shocked.

Putting aside whether these manuscripts are up to standard or not, just writing so many words in one night is enough to make one’s scalp numb.

You must know that the hand speed of a normal person is no more than 20 words per minute, and some people with extraordinary talents can only write 4 or 5 words per minute. This is still writing without thinking.

Translation is different from native language writing. This thing requires cross-translation, which is actually very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

After working for so many years, Lao Xu has seen the best translators, who can only translate seven to eight thousand words a day, which is already the limit.

But Zhou Yang is different. Yesterday he completed the translation of a 10,000-word journal in less than four hours.

His work efficiency in the evening was even more astonishing, and he managed to finish translating two journals again.

Lao Xu made a rough estimate and found that Zhou Yang had written at least 20,000 words from yesterday afternoon to now.

Although I don't know when he took a break last night, even if he worked until dawn, this speed was still unmatched.

But what Lao Xu didn't know was that Zhou Yang in his previous life had learned English very professionally and systematically, published articles in English all year round, and personally translated English books.

Therefore, his English level is very high, even higher than that of most foreigners who speak English as their native language.

It is really not that difficult to translate these journals and magazines that do not involve a lot of professional terminology.

Knowing that he had found a treasure, Lao Xu did not disturb Zhou Yang's rest. Instead, he picked up the phone on his desk and hurriedly dialed a number to the distant provincial capital!

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When Zhou Yang woke up, it was already past eleven in the morning!

When he walked out of the small room, he saw Lao Xu receiving several young women, who seemed to be buying books.

After seeing Zhou Yang, Lao Xu immediately said: "Xiao Zhou, wash your face first, and we will have lunch together later!"

"Okay!"

When Zhou Yang came out of the bathroom, the young women had also left, and only Lao Xu was left in the entire bookstore.

"Xiao Zhou, I have some good news for you!"

"Brother Xu, is there any news from the provincial capital?" Zhou Yang asked hurriedly.

"Well, after being reviewed and evaluated by experts from the provincial capital, all your manuscripts are qualified, and the accuracy rate is over 98%, so you are now officially a translator!"

After hearing the good news, Zhou Yang was in a very good mood and immediately said: "Thank you, Brother Xu, for taking care of me!"

"Hahaha, this is what I should do. I will need you, Xiao Zhou, to take more care of me in the future!"

"We are taking care of each other and cooperating for a win-win situation!"

"Well, I have read the manuscript you translated last night and will send it to the province for review as soon as possible! Also, do you have any requirements regarding the remuneration?" Lao Xu said again.

"Didn't you say there are standards?"

"Standards are standards. In order to take care of special talents like you, in addition to money, we can also provide you with some tickets. I wonder which tickets you need?" Old Xu said.

Zhou Yang didn't expect such a good thing, and immediately said: "I want some rice stamps and meat stamps, and it would be better if there are oil stamps and sugar stamps!"

In fact, Zhou Yang also wants a few industrial coupons. After all, it is more than 20 kilometers from Babaoliang Village to Yunshan County, and it takes at least three hours to walk.

In the following time, he would inevitably have to go back and forth to the county to mail manuscripts, which would require a full bicycle.

But he thought that industrial coupons were not easy to get, and it was the first time he asked someone for rice stamps, meat stamps, etc., so he was really embarrassed to ask for industrial coupons again.

Anyway, there would be opportunities in the future, so Zhou Yang suppressed the idea of ​​asking for industrial coupons.

Hearing that Zhou Yang wanted some ordinary things, Lao Xu immediately said: "I will report to the superiors, it should be no problem!"

"Thank you so much, Brother Xu!"

Lao Xu saw that the time was almost up, so he immediately locked the store and took Zhou Yang to the state-owned hotel opposite!

.......

Zhou Yang finally had meat, a plate of fat and oily pork head, plus half a pork knuckle!

In addition, Lao Xu also ordered a bottle of Moutai worth 4 yuan!

Although Zhou Yang had experienced an era in later generations when material was so abundant that he could waste it at will, and he had already passed the age where he was greedy for food, he should not have had too much desire for food.

But whether it was the needs of his young body or the fact that he had eaten too many coarse grains and wild vegetables in the past few days after his rebirth, he actually coveted the pig head meat that he had dismissed in his previous life!

Lao Xu obviously saw what Zhou Yang was thinking and arranged it for him directly.

This meal was a pleasant one, and it was not over until the two of them had swept away all the meat and wine on the table.

After having enough wine and food, the two returned to the bookstore again.

Old Xu spent the entire afternoon sorting out the books on the bookshelf, and took time to receive a batch of new books, while Zhou Yang continued to stay in the bookstore and translate journals.

In fact, Lao Xu wanted to give him some professional books for translation, but since Zhou Yang was still just a small translator, and he had not yet been subject to political review, some confidential information could not be given to him for translation.

Lao Xu also made this situation clear to Zhou Yang, and Zhou Yang expressed his understanding and didn't care at the same time.

He knew that there were enemy agents in this era, and the superiors would naturally not hand over confidential information to an unknown person for translation, no matter how skilled the person was.

Therefore, when his manuscript is sent to the above, he must also accept the above investigation.

Only by passing the review can his ability be truly valued by the superiors and be able to play a role.

Before that, he could only practice with less important periodicals and magazines published in Western countries!

Fortunately, the purpose of his translation is not to gain access to state secrets, but to make money. There is no difference between professional translation books and translation magazines for him, only the remuneration is different.

For a whole afternoon, Zhou Yang successfully translated the two journals at an astonishing speed.

His work efficiency once again shocked Lao Xu, forcing the bookstore manager to re-evaluate Zhou Yang's strength!

Originally, he thought that Zhou Yang's foreign language proficiency should be at the professional level, only slightly worse than those foreign language experts in the provincial capital.

But now it seems that I have underestimated Zhou Yang's strength too much. His level is at least expert level, and should not be much worse than those foreign language experts, or even better.

Overjoyed, Lao Xu once again dragged Zhou Yang to the state-owned hotel after get off work. He had to establish a good relationship with this young man. Such a talent was really rare.

But this time Zhou Yang didn't let Lao Xu treat him. He knew that the lunch meal was not cheap, costing at least more than ten yuan. After all, a bottle of Maotai cost 4 yuan.

Although Lao Xu is a state cadre holding an iron rice bowl, he only earns more than 30 yuan a month. One meal consumes one-third of his monthly salary, which can still make him pay for two meals in a row.

Besides, friends who value reciprocity and always take advantage of others will not last long.

Therefore, Zhou Yang insisted on paying for the dinner himself.

It's just that Zhou Yang, who didn't have much money, didn't treat Lao Xu to meat or wine, he just ordered two simple bowls of hot noodle soup!

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.

A single dorm?

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.

And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?

With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.

The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him!

My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was successful...

My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.

He turned into a completely different person!

Could it be...that he traveled through time?

In addition to the mirror placed by the bedside, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.

Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.

"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"

"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"

"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"

Shi Yu:???

The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?

"cough."

Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.

Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.

Icefield City.

Pet animal breeding base.

Intern pet breeder. Provide you with the rebirth of the master Dashang Yue 1975: tearing up the return to the city transfer order at the beginning
Chapter completed!