Ancestors, I told you to seduce the villains, not to turn evil.

"What's wrong? You seem a little guilty?"

Fei Huainan looked at Xu Manman with suspicion, feeling that she was hiding something from him.

Xu Manman couldn't bring herself to steal the opportunity, and remained indifferent.

This jade pendant was originally left to Fei Huainan by the Fei family's ancestor. In fact, Fei Huainan should be the one who is truly bound to this jade pendant.

If Fei Huainan had a spatial dimension and a spatial reward, changing his fate wouldn't seem so difficult.

Feeling increasingly guilty, Xu Manman turned and went into the kitchen.

"I went to cook."

After half a month of peaceful days, Fei Huainan is now able to walk on his own.

This person's recovery ability is terrifyingly amazing.

The old man predicted that it would take Fei Huainan three months to stand up and walk, but unexpectedly, he stood up in just two months.

Xu Manman, still worried, took the person to the old man for a checkup. After examining the person, the old man found no problem.

Xu Manman then stopped paying attention to him.

Fei Huainan can walk now, and he's incredibly diligent, keeping the house spotless.

Xu Manman doesn't need to manage the vegetables in her private plot.

Besides cooking every day, she spends her time sunbathing.

Incidentally, I also wrote a script based on the real-life inspiration for Fei Huainan.

Mission: Impossible!

She then checked if anyone was interested in buying such scripts and sold them directly.

That afternoon, Xu Manman and Fei Huainan were sunbathing in the yard.

"Jingle Bell……"

The bicycle bell rang at the door, followed by a familiar voice: "Is Xu Manman home? There's a letter for you."

Xu Manman immediately went out to greet them; it was a letter from the publishing house.

She opened the letter when she got back to the house. This time there was no money inside, but some receipts were poured out.

There were sugar coupons, cloth coupons, cotton coupons, thermos flask coupons—quite a lot if you counted carefully.

The letter was written by the chief editor of the publishing house.

She mainly talked about the sales of her comic books, which were extremely popular; she had never seen comic books sell so well before.

Not only children buy them, but adults do too. They also praised the style of the comic books, saying it was refreshing and that each picture was so exquisite that people wanted to collect them.

Some people already have a copy at home, but still want to buy a few more to keep as collectibles.

Xu Manman smiled. She added a touch of comic book style to the original comic strip, making the scenes and characters look more realistic.

At that time, books were all black and white, and televisions were also black and white. It was normal for her to suddenly publish a high-quality color comic book and cause a sensation in the market.

The editor-in-chief really likes her style and wants to work with her.

The books for this renewed collaboration will be provided by the publisher, and the package will be delivered to the post office, where Xu Manman will need to pick them up herself.

In addition, the cooperation method has also changed.

Previously, Xu Manman's drawings cost five yuan each, a fixed price.

this time.

The benefits the editor-in-chief gave her were:

Xu Manman would receive an extra dollar for each painting, making it six dollars per painting.

Furthermore, Xu Manman can earn an additional 10% profit from each book sold.

Xu Manman was surprised by this collaboration method; it was clear that North China Publishing House was quite sincere.

What she didn't know was.

The publishing house has never had this kind of collaboration before.

When the editor-in-chief proposed it, it was met with opposition.

But he asked a few questions directly.

Is this illiterate man's style unique?

Yes.

Are there hundreds of publishing houses in our country?

Yes.

So why would someone with such a unique style choose to collaborate with a publisher like us, who are only one percent of the publishing industry?

If you're unwilling to give benefits to others, don't other publishers want to as well?

If another publisher offers better benefits and Mr. Baizi leaves, the idea of ​​collaborating with them again is more of a pipe dream than a reality.

Anyway, I'll listen to you, but I have some news for you: Huachen Publishing House is currently looking for Mr. Bai Zi.

Huachen Publishing House is their rival, North China Publishing House, and the two publishing houses have been competing with each other.

Previously, they were overshadowed by Huachen Publishing House and were constantly ridiculed by its staff.

This time, they finally got their revenge, and they don't want to be overshadowed by Brilliance Auto again.

After a moment of silence, all those who had objected stopped. Two senior executives even asked the editor-in-chief to raise the benefits a bit more and stop being so stingy!

Editor-in-Chief: "..."

When it comes to dogs, none can compare to this group of people.

Who was it that objected just now? Dare to say it!

However, he achieved his goal.

That's why Xu Manman saw the benefits, and it has to be said, those benefits were indeed quite good.

She held the remittance slip, which showed a remittance amount of 670 yuan.

The cover and illustrations cost ten yuan each, five pages for a total of fifty yuan. Two comic books cost around three hundred yuan each.

She needs to pick up the money at the county post office. She also needs to pick up the package the publishing house sent her, so she can bring it back together.

Speaking of this, Fei Huainan thought of something else: "The grain for Zhou Lei's side has already been arranged and will be delivered in a few days."

Xu Manman nodded: "The busy farming season is almost over. When Uncle Lin has time, let's ask him to fix up our roof!"

The house where Xu Manman used to live is still collapsed. At first, there was no money to repair it. Later, when there was money, everyone was busy earning work points and no one had time to repair it.

She can only wait until the busy farming season is over.

It's already September, the weather is getting cooler, and the north wind is blowing.

Fei Huainan didn't speak, but looked up at Xu Manman's expectant expression. She seemed to really want to break up with him.

His leg is all healed. They are husband and wife, so why do they still sleep separately?

Xu Manman didn't notice Fei Huainan's emotions. She had already decided to go to the county tomorrow to pick up the package and get the money while she was there.

The next day, Fei Huainan and Xu Manman went to the county town, again using a borrowed oxcart.

They've been borrowing the oxcart a lot lately. The oxcart driver is busy earning work points, so he doesn't really need it. He can even make some money, so he's quite happy to do so.

The two withdrew the money and took the package. Xu Manman opened a savings account for herself. She currently had more than 1,700 yuan, and she deposited 1,500 yuan into it.

The family lacked everything, not because Xu Manman didn't want to buy, but because she didn't have the necessary tickets.

The purchasing power of those tickets in hand is at most thirty-odd yuan.

At this point, even though you earn more money, you don't feel much satisfaction.

After opening the savings account, I went to the old man's house.

Grandma Bao took out the shoes she had made, one pair for Xu Manman and one pair for Fei Huainan.

Xu Manman refused: "Grandma, I bought you fabric so you could make shoes for yourself. Why are you making shoes for me instead?"

Grandma Bao was both amused and curious: "You bought such a big piece of cloth. Do you know how many shoes that cloth can make? It's more than enough to make two pairs for one person."

"You two wear these two pairs, and I'll make another pair for each of you later."

Grandma Bao truly treated Xu Manman and Fei Huainan as her own grandchildren. Sometimes, when she saw Xu Manman spending money extravagantly, she would teach her the principles of daily life.

Xu Manman listened very attentively.

This is all the wisdom of the elderly; listening to it won't hurt.

With the old gentleman, Fei Huainan no longer needed to pretend to be lame.

These are all private courtyards; once the gate is closed, outsiders cannot see what's happening inside.

Previously, Fei Huainan injured his leg and was either being helped by others or sitting in a wheelchair, so his height advantage was not obvious.

Now he stood in the courtyard, becoming the tallest man among them.

Zhou Lei looked at Fei Huainan with envy, and then recounted the grain harvest situation.

He could only accept grain from wealthy families who lived frugally and would sell some of their grain after the autumn harvest.

Each household didn't sell much, but little by little, it added up. There were many nearby villages, and they collected quite a bit of grain.

He meant to ask Fei Huainan if he could eat it all.