Liu Qingshan finally returned to Jiapigou. As for what he accepted, it would be better to refresh the Japanese first. Anyway, they are worried.

In this era, not everyone can get more than three million investments. It is not easy to find a buyer casually?

It took him more than ten miles to get home in just over an hour. When he was in middle school, he would have walked back and forth every day.

It was already evening when we arrived in Jiapigou, and the small mountain village bathed in the rays of the sunset seemed particularly quiet.

When we got home, we were having supper. When we saw Liu Qingshan, everyone had smiles on their faces.

They all listened to Zheng Xiao: Sanfeng applied to Peking University, and he was the same university as Erfeng.

Only Professor Wang was not very satisfied. He probably couldn't accept Xiao Shanzi as a student.

"Brother, have a meal."

Shanxing brought another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Brother, Shanxing and I will also take the Peking University entrance exam in the future."

The little old man smiled and knocked a salted duck egg to the table in front of the elder brother.

Liu Qingshan pulled her antenna braid and touched Shanxing's watermelon head: "Okay, you two must study hard!"

After dinner, my elder brother-in-law Gao Wenxue placed a thick book in front of Liu Qingshan.

Looking at the two big black words "desire" on the cover, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but pick up the book and gently stroked it with his hands. The fragrance of ink could be smelled in his nose.

"Brother-in-law, congratulations, you finally have a big shot!"

Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses with his hands, and his thin face was filled with joy: "However, the sales volume is not as good as your big ship."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "It's incomparable. I'm like a meteor in the sky, flashing away."

"Works like your brother-in-law, it will be different. It will shine for a long time in the sky of literature."

In fact, the sales volume of this "Desire" is still OK, and it has now exceeded 100,000 copies.

Such works have a good reputation and require a process of brewing and fermenting, and can be sold for decades.

In contrast, the things that Liu Qingshan and the others have made are relatively short-lived.

Gao Wenxue's eyes also became particularly shining, as if they were stars in the night sky.

Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao next to her, her big eyes were full of admiration, and she also had a desire in her hand, and it was signed by Gao Wenxue.

In addition, she wrote two lines of words: I long to fly in the sky, and the road is at my feet.

Gao Wenxue had a lot of fun in the conversation tonight, and had a lot of chats with Liu Qingshan and Zheng Xiaoxiao.

Speaking of him going to the capital to attend a literary seminar, he also met Lu Yao in "Life". Two people, one growing in the yellow soil and the other taking root in the black soil, have similar temperaments.

Lu Yao is older and is just one round older than Gao Wenxue. Gao Wenxue calls him Brother Wang.

Both of them are oxen, just like two old oxen who are silently working in the literary world.

Because they are similar in temperament, they go to the restaurant to chat every night.

Of course, it was all Gao Wenxue's treat, so he didn't ask Brother Wang to pay for it.

When they chatted, they all understood each other's situation. Lu Yao was really hard.

Lunch is steamed buns, rice soup and pickles, and cook some noodles at night; let alone milk and eggs, like Gao Wenxue, there is not even vegetables.

Gao Wenxue also mentioned that Lu Yao also has a large work to be published, of course, it is an ordinary world that no one can surpass in the modern and contemporary literary world.

Although it has not been published yet, the first one has been broadcast on radio stations.

Liu Qingshan listened silently. His guidance to his elder brother-in-law was actually a path that imitated Master Lu.

However, my elder brother-in-law may be more lucky, at least he has no worries about food and clothing, and can devote himself to his creation.

On the other hand, Master Lu’s fate was really bumpy, which made countless people later sigh.

In order to devote himself to creating, he owed more than 10,000 yuan in debt, and his wife left him. In the midst of poverty, she created immortal works.

However, after winning the Mao Dun Literature Award, he didn't even have the travel fee to receive the award. No wonder he angrily scolded the words "Ri TM Literature"!

It was not only this book that overdrawed his life, but also his difficult and difficult life that made him die young, only forty-two years old.

Liu Qingshan thought a lot. Could it be that only this most difficult temper can create the most brilliant works?

Just like Du Fu's thatched hut, Cao Xueqin's Red Mansion, and Lu Yao's world?

He suddenly felt that he seemed to be doing something.

If you give money directly, you will be afraid that you won’t be able to do it. All those who value literati must be honest.

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt aroused and said, "Brother-in-law, how about you say we will also hold a literary award?"

"Literature Award, just like Mao Dun Literature Award?" Gao Wenxue was a little confused.

Liu Qingshan nodded vigorously: "Yes, maybe you can set up a few more awards in the future like the Nobel Prize, but let's get the literary award first!"

Gao Wenxue pushed his glasses with his hands, and always felt something was wrong.

The attendant Zheng Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but ask: "Sanfeng, it seems that those awards must be advocated by famous people, you..."

She was embarrassed to continue talking. Even though Gao Wenxue and Liu Qingshan are famous now, they are obviously still far apart.

Of course Liu Qingshan understood, and he blinked twice: "It's not in the name of our Jiapigou Cooperative. Yes, how about it, the Jiapigou Literature Award?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao was also shocked, and her big eyes flashed for a long time before she gave a comment:

"Japigou Literature Award seems to have a strong rural atmosphere."

Liu Qingshan didn't care: "It's a bit rustic, but our prize is high. Brother-in-law, how much is the Mao Dun Literature Award now?"

Gao Wenxue still knows: "It's only a few thousand yuan."

Liu Qingshan remembered that it seemed that the prize money for Lu Yao won the third prize was 5,000 yuan. This was because prices have risen continuously in recent years, so the prize money has increased.

Later, it rose to 50,000 one after another, and later it reached 500,000.

Even the next 500,000 yuan sounds quite a lot, but it is not enough to buy a house.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand and said boldly: "The starting bonus of our Jiapigou Literature Award is 50,000 yuan. In the future, as prices increase, the bonus will continue to increase. You will have to reach the Nobel Prize level."

After saying that, he felt that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong. He looked around and saw Gao Wenxue and Zheng Xiaoxiao looking at him with strange eyes.

Nowadays, when tens of thousands of yuan households are relatively rare, a bonus of 50,000 yuan is definitely a huge sum.

Liu Qingshan grinned: "Hehe, you have to be called an award-winning writer. You can afford a house, have food and clothing, and create with peace of mind."

After saying that, his hands were tightly held by the excited Gao Wenxue:

"Sanfeng, if you really can do this, then I will represent all the authors, thank you!"

He is well aware of the hardships of the writer's career, and he feels distressed when chatting with Lu Yao.

On the other hand, I have been much lucky, and I have suffered a few hardships just a few years ago.

"Then let's get this award up quickly, and we will try to select this year's awards within one or two months, and then send the money."

Liu Qingshan is also anxious. It’s not enough to be anxious. Lu Yao’s body has been damaged in the past two years.

"Sanfeng, are you a little anxious? You still have to collect works, organize judges and conduct reviews, which will take more than half a year."

Gao Wenxue is an insider after all, so he knows these processes.

Zheng Xiaoxiao also added next to her: "Qingshan, why do I feel like you want to send out the money now?"

Liu Qingshan smiled and glanced at him: "Of course, the first Jiapigou Literature Award is going to be awarded to Comrade Gao Wenxue and Comrade Liu Qingshan, why not rush?"

Although he knew he was joking, Zheng Xiaoxiao still rolled his eyes: "I have never seen such a thick-skinned person, and I will present an award to myself."

Liu Qingshan didn't care and pulled Gao Wenxue away: "Let's go to the old branch secretary and captain first, and we'll decide this tonight."

After all, I have to use the name of Jiapigou Cooperative. Although Liu Qingshan is preparing to pay the money, I have to inform you of the two heads.

After a while, a few people gathered at the village headquarters, and Captain Zhang asked excitedly:

"Qingshan, have you come up with a good idea to make a fortune? Just tell me, everyone will definitely listen to you!"

Of course, the development of Jiapigou today is inseparable from Liu Qingshan's golden ideas, and everyone has great confidence in him.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said, "Uncle Captain, this time it's spending money."

Captain Zhang waved his hand proudly: "It's time to spend money, and it's just for money to spend. The more you spend, the more you earn. What's this called?"

"It's called investment." The old branch secretary slowly twitched his small cigarette puff and said quietly.

The cooperative has accumulated hundreds of thousands of public accumulation, so the two heads are now a bit rich and generous.

"Grandpa, uncle of the captain, I'm afraid I can't make a return on my investment this time."

Liu Qingshan briefly talked about the preparations for the establishment of the Jiapigou Literature Award.

After hearing this, the old branch secretary lit up: "Qingshan, I understand what you mean. This is a great thing to expand our reputation in Jiapigou. Grandpa supports you!"

"This is like selecting a model worker, I support it too!"

Captain Zhang also raised his hand and added: "It's just that the bonus is a little higher, don't mess with too many people. If we evaluate ten or eight in a year, then our cooperative can't afford it."

Liu Qingshan was also amused, while Gao Wenxue added: "It's only one or two a year, and Qingshan pays for it."
To be continued...