Chapter 1270: Han Chunming seeks work and earns royalties by writing novels

"Why are you here, kid?"

When Su Mingzhe returned to the door of his rented cottage with his lunch box, he saw a tall and thin man appearing from the entrance of the alley nearby. He walked in a sneaky and non-serious manner.

Who else could it be if not the male protagonist Han Chunming?
"Lao Su, what's in your box?"

Han Chunming came to Su Mingzhe with a smile, snatched the lunch box, opened it and saw that it was filled with steaming dumplings. He was immediately excited and grabbed two and stuffed them into his mouth.

As the aroma of pork and green onion filling filled his mouth, Han Chunming couldn't help but start mumbling:
"Lao Su, you're going too far. As a chef in a state-owned restaurant, stealing food is fine, but you actually took meat..."

Su Mingzhe was heartbroken when he saw Han Chunming finish half a box in just a few bites:
"This is for your second sister!"

Han Chunming's second sister, Han Chunyan, was the blind date introduced to Su Mingzhe by the street office last month.

When Su Mingzhe traveled through time, the two had just gotten engaged and the wedding date had been set, which was the Dragon Boat Festival two months later.

In terms of this relationship, Su Mingzhe is Han Chunming's brother-in-law, and Han Chunming is his brother-in-law.

It was also because of this relationship between the two that Han Chunming had no psychological pressure in snatching Su Mingzhe's lunch box.

"My second sister has already had dinner, but I haven't eaten yet!"

Han Chunming replied with a smile, stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, and then closed the lunch box again.

After he swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, he said seriously:
"Lao Su, I went to the hospital at noon today to visit Cai Xiaoli's father. Cai Xiaoli told me that you lent her thirteen dollars. Is that correct?"

"That's right."

Su Mingzhe said indifferently:

"After all, we have been in the educated youth camp together for two or three years. Although we don't interact much, it's a matter of life and death. It's not right not to save it, right?"

Su Mingzhe thought that Han Chunming wanted to remind himself not to get too close to other women and not to do anything to let his sister down.

Unexpectedly, Han Chunming changed the subject and said with a smile:
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right!"

"Lao Su, you are able to help outsiders now. Can you help me solve my work problem?"

With the tide of educated youth returning to the city.

The employment problem of educated youth has become a long-standing problem in various places.

For someone like Su Mingzhe, who is an only child and the only one registered in the household registration book, the street office directly arranged a job for him.

But people from multi-working families like Han Chunming can only wait in line.

Of course, if there are some jobs that no one wants, they will be recommended to educated youth like Han Chunming.

For example, street sweepers, cleaners, etc.

The problem is that Han Chunming is not willing to do such a job.

As a result, Han Chunming stayed at home unemployed for several months, doing nothing every day and becoming a street urchin hated by everyone.

When Su Mingzhe heard Han Chunming ask him to help him find a job, he thought about it and started to introduce:

"We are in need of helpers in our dumpling restaurant. Would you like to come and try?"

"In addition to our dumpling restaurant, I know Director He from the Guangdong Provincial Association. If you don't want to come to the dumpling restaurant, you can also work as a waiter in the association. How about that?"

Han Chunming was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked:
“Are they all organized?”

"They all have a system. For helpers, the initial salary is 18 yuan a month, and it takes half a year to become a regular employee. For waiters, the initial salary is also 18 yuan a month, but it takes a year to become a regular employee..."

Su Mingzhe explained the treatment in detail.

Although Han Chunming knows a lot of things, in this era, if a man does not have any outstanding skills, he can only start from the lowest level even if he finds a job through connections.

Once they become regular employees, their monthly salary is only 20 to 30 yuan.

Han Chunming thought for a while and made up his mind:
"I'd better follow you and work as your assistant!"

Although working in the provincial capital, it is relatively prestigious.

But in this era, people believe more in having enough food to eat. As the saying goes: Three years of drought will not starve a cook to death.

For the sake of his stomach, Han Chunming decided to sacrifice some of his pride.

"Okay, tomorrow morning, come directly to our dumpling restaurant and I'll talk to our manager!"

As the dumpling restaurant became more and more popular, the limited staff was no longer enough.

Su Mingzhe had already discussed the proposal of finding help with his manager Ma Dayong.

Unfortunately, the street office arranged two female educated youth to work as helpers. However, neither of them could stand the low-level work and ran away after working for only a few days.

Su Mingzhe suggested finding a male helper, but Ma Dayong said that no male educated youth was willing to do this job.

A helper is not an apprentice.

An apprentice’s salary is lower than that of a helper, but he or she can learn skills, and after acquiring them, his or her salary can be increased.

The wages of helpers are so low and there is no possibility of ever increasing them.

Therefore, most men look down on helpings.

Now Han Chunming agreed to work as a helper out of Su Mingzhe's consideration. If he were to work in another place, he would definitely not be willing to do this job.

After deciding on his work schedule, Han Chunming picked up his lunch box and left:

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

Seeing this, Su Mingzhe quickly warned:
"Chunming, these dumplings are for your sister, don't let Su Meng eat them all!"

Han Chunming was immediately unhappy when he heard this:

"Su Meng is your sister!"

After hearing this, Su Mingzhe immediately retorted:
"Chunyan is still your sister!"

"Okay, okay, they can each take half, that should be ok, right?"

Han Chunming originally planned to leave two or three dumplings for his family to try, and give the rest to Su Meng.

Now, after being yelled at by Su Mingzhe, he suddenly felt embarrassed to do so.

Seeing Han Chunming leave, Su Mingzhe took out the key, unlocked the door and went into the house.

After turning on the lights, the room of less than 16 square meters was filled with bottles and jars, as well as several pieces of pear wood furniture.

There were a few calligraphy and paintings randomly inserted in a large Yuan blue and white porcelain vase on the table.

Su Mingzhe looked at the treasures he had collected in the past half month, and raised his lips, revealing a somewhat satisfied smile:
"Han Chunming has been tinkering with these things since he was a kid, and he has at least a few hundred collections. But compared to my collection, the value of these is worlds apart."

"If Han Chunming saw these things, who knows what would happen."

After admiring his collection for a while, Su Mingzhe sat down at the desk, took out ink and pen, spread out the letter paper, and began to continue writing the twelfth chapter of "Blood Romance".

On the second day after traveling through time, Su Mingzhe went to several of the most famous magazines and newspapers in Yanjing and submitted his half-copied and half-adapted "Blood Romance" to a fiction magazine.

This fiction magazine publishes a bimonthly publication and after agreeing to serialize the work, they pay six yuan per thousand words as a royalty.

As of the day before yesterday, Su Mingzhe had submitted two manuscripts totaling 100,000 words and was paid 600 yuan.

The bottles and jars, as well as various calligraphy and paintings displayed at home were all bought by Su Mingzhe with his royalties.

By the time the twelfth chapter of more than 10,000 words was finished, it was already past two in the morning.

Su Mingzhe checked it and put it in the desk.

I slept for an hour and when I woke up, it was still dark.

Su Mingzhe, who was already refreshed, put a few dozen dollars in his pocket and walked towards the nearby pigeon market.

(End of this chapter)