MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 1134 a big spur

  Chapter 1134 A great spur

   Alright, come here to spoil your grandpa!

  Liu Qingshan quickly picked up Xiaolulu, and then looked at the carved ornament, there were several chiseling marks on it.

   Fortunately, Xiaolulu has little strength, and the wave wood is an extremely hard material, so the destructive power is not too great.

  The apprentices couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The decoration that is being made is Professor Wu's favorite.

  Professor Wu also came over to check it out, and said cheerfully: "We are still very good at deer, so we all want to help grandpa with work."

  Xiao Lulu also felt that something was wrong just now, but now when her grandpa praised her, she immediately smiled.

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help laughing: This old man really dotes on this granddaughter.

  Old Wang also laughed loudly: "Old Wu, you eccentric ghost, you wouldn't let me touch these things before, hahaha!"

  When they came out of Professor Wu’s house, the tourists were holding their favorite objects in their arms. Although it was a little expensive, it was still worth it.

   After all, Professor Wu is also a well-known sculptor, and belongs to the master's production; in addition, the strange shape of wave wood is also very fascinating.

Liu Qingshan also told the old branch secretary about this matter, one is to ask Professor Wu to select some young people as apprentices, after all, they have rich resources of Song Mingzi and Langmu here, and the manpower is small, really no.

   At that time, from material selection to carving and sales, each of them will perform their duties and form a complete industrial chain.

  In addition to selling these works in Jiapigou, those relatively high-end ornaments can also be sold in Shanhaizhai, where they can be sold at a higher price.

  Of course the old party secretary has no opinion, as long as it is Liu Qingshan's suggestion, the cooperative will unconditionally implement it.

  And there are things like pine nuts in the forest.

  There are also a lot of resources in Langmu, and they can be picked up from time to time by the Xiaosong River.

   If you go to Sanjiangyuan, the number will be even more.

   Liu Qingshan said that he sold it for more than 1,000 yuan just now, even the old branch secretary was a little surprised.

   It’s not because of the thousand yuan. For the cooperative, this amount of money is just a drop in the bucket.

  The key is that things like pine nuts and wave trees basically have no capital, and they are business without capital.

   For the rest, Liu Qingshan also discussed the issue of benefit distribution with the leaders of the cooperative.

   Soon a plan was formed: the cooperative will take one-third of the shares, Professor Wu’s team will take one-third of the shares, and finally Liu Qingshan’s will be left.

   After all, from development to sales, Liu Qingshan has made great contributions.

  The scale of this industry is not large now, and it is just in the stage of development, but Liu Qingshan knows that in a few years, it will definitely be very prosperous.

  When returning home, Liu Qingshan was still carrying a tall sculpture of wave wood. It was the sika deer that Professor Wu gave to his granddaughter as a toy.

  Tell Wu Tong about this at home, and Wu Tong also supports it. After Dad retired, he was too free, so it would be better to do something.

  Being able to contribute to the cooperative, living in Jiapigou is also a sense of justice.

  The two of them were chatting when they saw Shan Xing running in: "Brother, Teacher Wang and the others are here."

  Shan Xing had several literary tutors. At first, she was influenced by her eldest brother-in-law Gao Xuexue and Writer Lu, and later she was the writer Wang Er, so the teacher Wang she talked about must be the writer Wang Er.

  The annual Jiapigou Literary Award is about to be awarded. According to the old rules, all past winners will be invited to Jiapigou for a gathering. Basically, as long as there are no special circumstances, they will be there.

  Liu Qingshan also likes to communicate with these writers, but unfortunately he did not catch up with them last year.

  So I followed Shanxing to the team headquarters, and everyone gathered in the small meeting room of the team headquarters to chat.

  As soon as you enter the door, you will feel that the room is full of smoke. Many writers are heavy smokers.

  Liu Qingshan quickly opened the window to smoke: "Everyone should smoke less, health is the most important thing."

   "Haha, who told you that the treats here are so good." Writer Wang Er said, pointing to a box of Huazi on the table.

   "The body is your own!" Liu Qingshan knows that many writers have hidden diseases in their bodies. Fortunately, the dumb grandpa helped to recuperate, but it couldn't be done.

   are all old acquaintances, and everyone greeted each other cheerfully.

  Look around Liu Qingshan, my good fellow, it’s really crowded together, half of the modern literary circles are basically sitting here.

  The oldest one is Chen Bailu. After the creation of the original Bailu, it still experienced some twists and turns.

  The English version is okay. It has been well received abroad and sold well. It is said that it is already qualified to recommend the Nobel Prize in Literature.

  Domestic publishing, as Liu Qingshan expected, encountered a lot of resistance, mainly from the publishing house, who asked for deletions.

  Bai Luyuan's book depicts human nature too sharply and ruthlessly.

   And this is precisely what Writer Chen values ​​most, like his most beloved child, how can he be willing to delete it?

   Later, it was because of the popularity of the English version that it affected the domestic decision-making. In addition, Liu Qingshan helped to do some work, which made it possible to publish smoothly.

  So Writer Chen has a very deep affection for Liu Qingshan and the small mountain village of Jiapigou.

   Next is Writer Lu, who is now a symbol of the Chinese literary world. After the revision of The Ordinary World, a new work is also published, titled "The Ordinary Road".

  After it was published, it was also well received.

   Then there is Yu Yu, whose book is still alive and has been completed and successfully published in both Chinese and English versions.

   It is said that it is very promising and will be nominated for the Nobel Prize next year.

   Writer Mo and Jia Pingwa were also present.

  Liu Qingshan’s brother Hai also came. In the past two years, he has published several collections of poetry one after another.

  However, among the writers here, there is also a young and unfamiliar face, who seems a little cautious.

  Liu Qingshan understood: This is obviously the winner of this year, right?

  The winner of each year is basically determined by him. Even if Liu Qingshan can't come back, he will call the old branch secretary, so of course he knows the young man's name, but it's just the first time they met.

  This person is about the same age as Liu Qingshan. After Liu Qingshan greeted those acquaintances, this person stood up:

   "Hello, Mr. Liu, we are from our own family. Did the organizing committee of your Jiapigou Literary Award make a mistake?"

  Liu Qingshan smiled and shook hands with him: "I'll call you Da Liu, of course you can't go wrong."

  Writer Yu next to him took over the conversation: "Don't worry, Liu, our Jiapigou Literary Award has always been like this."

  Everyone laughed together, which made Liu a little puzzled.

  He didn't know that most of these previous winners were not well-known when they won the awards.

   On the contrary, after winning the Jiapigou Literature Award, they created their masterpieces one after another as if by God.

  So although this big Liu is unknown now, and he is still a relatively different science fiction writer, everyone will not reject him.

  Liu Qingshan knows that although Liu has not yet created such a masterpiece as the Three-Body Problem, he has started to create short science fiction one after another.

  Da Liu's science fiction can be called soft science fiction, which is more readable.

  Da Liu felt a little relieved now. Compared with the famous writers present, he was still very stressed.

  Liu Qingshan also noticed it, and sat there chatting with him. The two chatted not about literature, but about Liu's own major, computer.

   That’s right, Liu is working at Niangziguan Power Plant as a computer engineer.

   We chatted and chatted, and then we talked about science fiction creation. Liu Qingshan mainly introduced foreign science fiction novels and movies.

  Foreign countries, most of them are hard sci-fi, with space battleships and superman at every turn. Da Liu is quite disapproving of this.

  When he comes out with three-body one in the future, it will definitely be a blow to dimensionality reduction, and he is proud of it.

  When writers get together, the topic is of course inseparable from creation, and the collision of ideas can also produce a lot of sparks, so such a gathering is still very meaningful.

  Shan Xing has been sitting and listening, and when others praise her, she just smiles shyly.

   In terms of international popularity, the little girl is not bad at all.

   Of course, in terms of income, it also crushed most of the writers present.

   But when it comes to income, everyone envies Liu Qingshan the most, he is the one who earns the most in royalties.

   There is no way, who calls someone a best-selling author? The sales volume is huge.

  After dinner, the villagers gathered in the big meeting room one after another. This time, almost the whole village came, and it happened to be full.

  The old branch secretary and members of the village committee sat in front of them, as well as members of the organizing committee of the Jiapigou Literature Award, which consisted of previous winners, also sat together.

   There were several reporters sitting in the first row off the stage, all with cameras.

   "The next meeting will start. There are two things to do today. The first is to present the Jiapigou Literature Award, and the second is to hold a year-end dividend conference."

  Captain Zhang announced the content of the meeting first, and then the old branch secretary announced the winners:

   "I talked about the selection of the organizing committee. The writer who won the Jiapigou Literature Award in 1993 was Comrade Liu. Please come to the stage to accept the award!"

   The applause below was very warm, and the reporters took the time to take pictures.

  As the popularity of the winners increases, the weight of the Jiapigou Literature Award also increases.

  In the past, people still thought that it was not just an award issued by a small valley, but at most it was richer and had more bonuses.

   But now it seems that people's vision is really not ordinary.

  So gradually, the mainstream media and literary circles also recognized this award.

  Da Liu excitedly came to the stage and received a gold medal and bonus from the old party secretary.

   Seeing the above amount, he also became dizzy for a while: I won the prize, and I actually won the prize!

   This has greatly touched his heart. He has liked science fiction since he was a child, and now he is more determined to engage in science fiction creation.

   This award is a great spur for him.

  Perhaps this change will enable him to concentrate more on his creation, and perhaps many works will come out ahead of schedule.

   The award ceremony was very simple and ended quickly, and then came the dividend distribution meeting that all the villagers were looking forward to.

  Liu Qingshan is also looking forward to it. He also wants to know what kind of harvest his hometown will have this year.

  (end of this chapter)