Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 53
The next day, Zhu Quan still got up on time. He had a good rest last night. In addition, he received a reward from the secret alliance before going to bed, so his face was full of joy in the early morning.

"Brother Zhu, what's the matter? Your face is full of smiles."

During the meal, Xiao Wang couldn't help asking.

"That's right, Xiao Zhu, how did you succeed in doing this so early in the morning?" Lao Wang was also a little puzzled, this guy usually had an expression of not allowing strangers to enter, but changed his temper today?
"Hey, before going to bed last night, a reader gave me a reward of [-]!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing again.

"How much? One hundred thousand?" The family of three plus Xiaotian, the four of them neatly, were stunned.

"Well, let's eat quickly!" Zhu Quan picked up the chopsticks and started eating and drinking, ignoring the stupefied faces of the few people.

The old Wang's daughter-in-law couldn't care less about eating, and began to lecture Xiao Wang again, "See, this is the golden house in the book. If you study well, master the knowledge, and make money, isn't it easy?"

The old Wang's daughter-in-law can't wait to be Xiao Wang, go to school quickly, read good books, become a university bully, and earn him a hundred and eighty thousand a day.

"Mom, no matter how hard I study, I can't compare to a monster like him." Originally, I wanted to talk to brother Xiao Zhu a few more words, but he hit him again, and Xiao Wang didn't bother to talk to him.

"Hey, you girl, how dare you..." She was interrupted by Lao Wang before she finished speaking, "Okay, stop arguing, my girl is serious about her studies, isn't she!"

Put a chicken leg in Xiao Wang's rice bowl, and then said, "Xiao Zhu is very talented, is this the word? My daughter, maybe in the future, in other ways, I can get rid of him by a hundred thousand." Eight thousand miles, right, girl?"

"Well, I must study hard, I want to be one, uh, doctor, with a scalpel, hmph, you must be no better than me!" Chewing the chicken leg, he challenged Zhu Quan viciously.

"Yes, yes, you are amazing, let's do it," Zhu Quan wiped his mouth, and he was about to go upstairs to type, "Xiaotian, I'll leave it to you. Remember to call me when you are busy at noon." After last night After that incident, Zhu Quan was willing to talk to him more.

"Okay, brother Quan, you can do your work!"

Poured a glass of water, tapped the keyboard, woke up the computer, and sat on Lao Wang's new gaming chair, Zhu Quan was gearing up for a big fight.

Well, just prepare honest codewords.

When coding, he basically does not log in to Koukou, and his mobile phone will be set to silent vibration mode and placed on the left hand side.

If there is really something urgent, it has to be dealt with in time.

In the next few days, Zhu Quan honestly coded the words, recuperated Lao Zhou's body, and groped for how to travel far alone by himself.

I have a lot of manuscripts in my hand, and basically spend more than ten hours of high-intensity coding time every day.

If it is an ordinary writer, ten hours a day, it is estimated that it is more than 1, which is [-] words.

But in Zhu Quan's place, ten hours a day, he can get five to sixty thousand guarantees, which is simply a ruthless coding machine.

No, looking at the nearly [-] manuscripts in his hand, Zhu Quan took a sip of mountain spring water happily.

In addition to the 90 words that have been published before, this book has written 100 million words.

During this period of time, he also had a general understanding of the length of historical novels, usually two to three million words, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with the details.

But one problem is that those novels focus more on the battles above the court, and basically run through at least two emperors.

But for his book, the timeline moved very slowly.

Because this book is based on Zhu Quan's growth experience, and some memoirs and the like will be interspersed in the middle.

This leads to things that others may write in three or five chapters, he can write thirty or fifty chapters, or even a hundred chapters.

Of course, the chapters here are all based on 2000 words per chapter, because Zhu Quan's chapter basically has as many words as other people's three or four chapters.

According to Zhu Quan's own analysis, the reason why so many people like this book, and they still like to read it after reading it, is probably because of the truth.

From the cruelty of the training in the juvenile camp to the gradual showing of fangs as a teenager, these are very different from the previous historical novels.

A professor of history said that this novel has certain reference significance for the study of some social ecology in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty.

Isn't that right, these are the real life portrayals of an ancient man more than 600 years ago.

In the past few days, he has been publishing 2 words every day and keeping more than [-] manuscripts in case of emergencies.

The story has already been written when he was 19 years old. After the year of 19 years old is over, it can basically come to an end.

The high-intensity coding life is not only tiring, but also brain-intensive. Although he is a pervert, he can't bear it a little bit.

There is still a period of time before the release fee, try to finish this story at the end of the month, and then rest for three to five days before continuing.

After making his plans, Zhu Quan went downstairs, and it was time for dinner.

There are basically no customers downstairs, Xiaotian is cleaning up the table and so on, and Lao Wang is making dinner in the kitchen.

Slowly slipped to the kitchen, grabbed a handful of peanuts, threw a few into his mouth, and Zhu Quan stood beside Lao Wang to watch him show off his saber skills.

"Are you done?" Old Wang looked back at him, and continued to chop the beef bones on the chopping board.

"Well, I'm a little hungry."

"Aren't you just eating, don't worry, it'll be over soon!"

"Uncle Wang, I'm going to buy a car." Leaning on the vegetable shelf, Zhu Quan decided to discuss buying a car with Old Wang.

It was mainly bought for Lao Wang, but if he told me clearly, he would probably refuse, so he might as well use his own name to get it.

"Can you open it?" Throwing the big bones into the pot and putting the lid on, Lao Wang turned around and asked.

"I see you've been driving for so long, it doesn't feel too difficult."

"Tch, I don't think it's very difficult. When your aunt comes back, you can ask her if it's difficult!" After wiping off his sweat, Lao Wang looked at Zhu Quan with a smile.

"Ask me what?" Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, and the old Wang's wife is home.

"Auntie, Uncle Wang asked me to ask you, is it difficult to learn to drive?" He responded with a loud voice, and turned his head to read Lao Wang's joke.

"It's not difficult, but subject one is a bit difficult!" Lao Wang's daughter-in-law put all the things on the table, and hurriedly went to the air conditioner to blow dry.

"It's really not difficult? Then who backed the car into the warehouse and took the test three times?" Old Wang asked with a drawn-out voice, with a hint of ridicule in his words.

Upon hearing this, Lao Wang's wife was not willing.

With hands on hips, like an old hen, he started a duel with Lao Wang, "Is it my fault? It's obviously a problem with the rearview mirror of the test car. At that time, the broken car didn't live up to expectations, can you blame me???"

"Yes, yes, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's all the fault of the car." Old Wang rolled his eyes, "Then why did all the people who used your car pass after you got down?"

Well, Lao Wang sprinkled a handful of salt on his daughter-in-law's wound again.

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(End of this chapter)