Kengwen Writer Farmhouse

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Wen Jing didn't get the slightest comfort: "You said it was the highest speed, and I don't usually have that much speed. You can see that I often stop changing."

"That's because you often don't write well."

It is really enough for the author of procrastination, lazy cancer, and hand speed to throw the blame.

"Brother, you have to have a feeling to write. Didn't you feel like you asked me to write?"

"Oh, then congratulations, now you have the task of changing nine thousand times a day, after getting used to it for a while, you will feel like writing every day."

007 has a cool voice.

However, Wen Jing just wanted to bite it to death: "My mind is in a mess now, how do you want me to write? I definitely can't write today!"

"Sorry, the punishment is terrible."

007 is still cool.

"..."

Wen Jing considered how the system should be killed.

I heard that there is a saying of "one chicken and three meals", but I don't know if the system can "one series and three meals", directly bite to death, then fry, steam, and braise.

Although I don't know what Wen Jing is thinking, but I can clearly feel her unfriendly attitude towards him, so 007 decided to ease the conflict: "Don't do this, I also obeyed orders, completely according to the setting. Instead of hating me here , it’s better to go to code quickly. If you don’t complete the code before twelve o’clock in the evening, there will be a terrible punishment.”

"What punishment?"

Having reached this point, Wen Jing felt that it was still necessary to figure out all of her current situation.

"According to the setting, it will not be revealed until you are punished." 007 said mysteriously, "But I can reveal one thing, this punishment is very, very terrible!"

"..."

Judge the current situation.

Wen Jing looked at the sky: "Since the punishment is so terrible, why didn't you say it earlier? At least I can write it earlier."

"Didn't I just remember that?" 007 also looked at the sky, "Things are like masters, you are a writer of the Buddhist system, and of course I am also a Buddhist system."

"..." Wen Jing was speechless and choked, wanting to cry without tears.

For the first time, she realized the distaste she used to renew according to fate, thanks to the fact that she proudly boasted that she was a buddhist update writer.

Review the current situation again.

Wen Jing gritted her teeth: "Okay, you are ruthless! Let's start!"

According to 007's guidance, she can't code directly, but has to close her eyes and use consciousness code.And this requires the help of Codeword System 007.

So, to start this kind of thing, you still have to say hello to 007 first.

007 is not hypocritical, the two of them cooperated and started coding.

However, new problems soon arose.

"Hey, are you all right? Is that all?"

Looking at the familiar backstage of Jinjiang, she was quiet and speechless.

"Is there a problem?"

007 was at a loss.

"Of course there is a problem. My Jinjiang backstage is no different from before!"

"Then what difference do you want?"

007 is still at a loss.

Isn't the backstage just the backstage, what's the difference?

"No, you have a strong codeword system, which means that I will have a long time to codeword in the future. Do I just fill in the pits in the days to come? These texts are all pit texts that have been broken for a long time, None of the monthly and quarterly rankings made it to the semi-annual rankings, not even the Little Eight Immortals. So what's the point of filling it out? The exposure rate is too low, right?"

"You still want exposure?" 007 sneered, "Your mission is to fill in the pits. You dug these pits one by one. If you can't make it to any natural list, who is to blame? The pits you dug yourself kneel down and fill them. ."

"No." Wen Jing was in a hurry, "This is wrong. Don't lie to me. I read too many pit filling system articles, but people always turn the pits in the author's background into saved manuscripts and then fill them in, that is, let those pits return To the state of unpublished manuscripts, so that one by one can be listed on the natural list, and then become a god."

"But I don't need you to become a god."

007 shrugged.

"..."

Wen Jing suddenly felt that life was hopeless.

"So, in fact, you are looking for me just to fill in a hole? Doesn't grade matter?"

"certainly."

Such a straightforward answer left Wen Jing speechless.

Closing my eyes, I couldn't help but hate: "Then aren't you afraid of my hydrology? Anyway, you only need the number of words, and nothing else matters."

"It doesn't matter at all." 007 blinked, "The income is still useful. It can be used to buy things. The things bought can be used in ancient times."

"what?!"

Wen Jing was startled.

"Didn't you say something so important?!"

You can actually buy things with the proceeds from Jinjiang! This is a solid golden finger! Such an important thing is only remembered now!

007 looked up at the sky again: "Buddha, you understand."

"..."

Well, Buddhist system, you win.

As an author who once claimed to be a newer "Buddhist system", Wen Jing also knew that she was not qualified to question.

He could only endure this in silence.

Take a deep breath.

"Well, what can I buy?"

"As long as you have money, you can buy whatever you want, and you can bring it back for ancient use."

Bring ancient use.

For her now, it should be to buy food.

She doesn't really want to eat wild vegetables every day.

Besides, thinking about how petite and pitiful little Jixiang is, I can't really watch her go on adventures in the mountains every day.

Ok, update it.

And, it needs to be updated with high quality.

Money-making updates!

With this in mind, before lunch, she scribbled and rewritten 126 words.

"..." She didn't come out of consciousness until she was called outside to eat.

And 007 did not forget to remind her: "Lunch here is relatively late. It is considered lunch and dinner, and two meals are combined into one meal. So it is almost three o'clock now. That is to say... the remaining nine thousand hours of your day are not enough. many."

Wen Jing gritted her teeth.

But only to eat.

While secretly swearing, I will finish eating early later, and then come back and quickly code.

However, she didn't expect that the family would have so many scenes during dinner.

Chapter 7

In the famine years, there is nothing good to eat.The so-called meal is nothing more than some wild vegetables.

I was lucky today, besides wild vegetables, Jixiang also picked some wild fruits.

Although the wild fruit is immature and a little green, it is considered an excellent delicacy in this special year.

At least, it's much better than wild vegetables.

There are not many fruits, but they are not very few, just five.

There is no way, everyone has no rice to cook now, and each of them can't control too much in front of their livelihood, so they all venture to the mountains to find food.As a result, there is less and less food in the mountains.

Only these few fruits, because of their extremely slow growth, escaped the eyes of everyone, and survived until now.

It was Zhao Yuxi who distributed meals at home.

In other words, everyone's meal is sent by her.

In any house, the steward is the power.

Large households are in charge of the daily expenses of the mansion, small households are in charge of the food and drink expenses of the family, and farmers who are struggling on the food and clothing line have one small day to manage, which is generally reflected in who pays the food. on the hair.

After all, for people like them who don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes, eating and dressing is a big deal!

Especially in these times of famine, giving food is the greatest family authority.

Originally, this matter should be done by the aunt Qin Yuerong.But Zhao Yunxi insisted on being in charge, saying that he used to be his own housekeeper and had management experience.

Qin Yuerong didn't argue anymore.

After all, in the Wen Mansion before, since Zhao Yunxi became a concubine and gave birth to a child, he gradually began to be in favor of Master Wen and took charge of the house's internal affairs.