The next day, early morning.

Xu Hongdou was a little bored after getting up and having breakfast. He thought that Zhao Shucheng had said he could find something for him to do, and there was a kitten in the yard, so he sat on a chair to make a cat-hitting stick.

Damai went out on a rare morning today and saw Xu Hongdou making cat sticks. He came over curiously and asked, "How do you make cat sticks?"

"I just started learning online, and it's a bit ugly!"

After Xu Hongdou said that, she saw Damai looking at the teasing stick curiously, so she handed it to Damai.

Damai said, "Is that OK?"

"certainly!"

Just as the two were teasing the kitten, Aunt Ah Gui was calling while preparing to go out.

When I saw Xu Hongdou and the others, I came over and was about to say something. I looked at Dabae, but I didn't know what to call her for a moment.

Xu Hongdou said: ‘Barley!’

"Dabae, you came for a month and we met twice, right?"

Damai nodded and said nothing.

Aunt Agui said, "You have nothing to do today, right? Do you want to make flower cakes with me?"

"It's the one with roses inside?"

"Yes, there is also a breast fan, you have never heard of it."

Xu Hongdou was immediately very interested. After all, Zhao Shucheng had said before that he could learn to make some local specialties here. He originally planned to learn embroidery, but now he can learn to make flower cakes first.

"You guys go, I won't go." Damai was a little sensitive and didn't like to contact people, so she politely declined.

But Aunt Agui said enthusiastically: "Look at you, a little girl, after you come, you hide in the room every day without seeing anyone. Look at your face, you have no expression at all. You want to go out for a walk."

As he said that, he pulled Damai out with Xu Hongdou and went to Aunt Baoping's house.

Maqiushan, who was meditating in the yard, saw that all three of them had left. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "It's so pure!"

If it was just Xu Hongdou and Damai who were teasing the cat in the yard, it wouldn't be noisy, but Aunt Agui was too enthusiastic and too talkative, which made Maqiushan feel a little unbearable.

When Zhao Shucheng came back from outside, he saw Xu Hongdou not in the yard and didn't think much about it. He took a book and went to the recliner and looked at the book comfortably.

Maqiushan meditated for a while, but didn't hear Zhao Shucheng's movement. He turned around and looked at Zhao Shucheng who was lying leisurely on the recliner. He looked at the recliner he had just made. It seemed that he could already sit on it. He simply stopped meditating and went directly to the balcony. After getting a pot of tea, he lay down comfortably.

Zhao Shucheng glanced at Maqiushan, but didn't say much. The two of them just drank tea and read books quietly without disturbing each other.

Xu Hongdou and Damai followed Aunt Agui to Aunt Baoping's house, and the two followed them to learn how to make flower cakes and milk fans.

Xu Hongdou was interested in flower cakes, but Daba had a special liking for milk fans, so he studied separately.

Xu Hongdou asked curiously while following Aunt Agui to make flower cakes: "Aunt Agui, is there any special festival for making flower cakes?"

"No, Aunt Baoping's son Xia Xia is going to the Demon City to play with his friends. Aunt Baoping wants to make some flower cakes from his hometown and let him take them to his friends for a taste. Our son and daughter-in-law have not been back for a long time, so I want to make more of them and send them to them. Actually, I know that I can buy these things outside, but what I make myself always has the taste of my hometown."

Xu Hongdou nodded, and then followed Aunt Agui to learn how to do it.

The process of making delicious food is very healing. Xu Hongdou and Dabae also feel very accomplished when they taste the food they made by themselves.

"Aunt Baoping, can you give me the ones I have done?"

When he heard Damai say this, Aunt Baoping smiled and said, "No problem. After I dry it, I will pack it and take it back for your parents to taste it."

"Thank you, Aunt Baoping."

"Aunt Baoping, we ate and took things, and we didn't help with anything."

"I'm very happy if you come."

Xu Hongdou carried the flower cake and milk fan she brought with her, and saw Maqiu Mountain, who was reading a book and resting with her eyes closed.

"Zhao Shucheng, Mr. Ma, I made the flower cake. Do you want to taste it?"

Zhao Shucheng put down the book and said, "Of course! I happened to go to make a pot of tea again, and we ate flower cakes while drinking tea."

"good!"

When Zhao Shucheng started to taste the flower cake, Xu Hongdou asked nervously: "How is it?"

"It's not bad, but it may be because of the oven, or because there is not enough time, and the crust is not crisp enough, and overall it's not bad."

Xu Hongdou was relieved after hearing Zhao Shucheng say this. After all, this was made by himself. If Zhao Shucheng said it was unpalatable, wouldn’t it be too shameful?

Damai saw three people sitting on a recliner, and for a moment he didn't know if he should have gone there or wanted to go back to the room.

Zhao Shucheng looked at Damai and said, "By the way, Damai, I have been here for so long and haven't seen you much during the day. You can't keep yourself in the house to write during the day, right?"

"No, I'm just typing online and resting during the day, so you can't see me."

This girl Damai is actually very interesting. Her family conditions are pretty good, and her level of writing novels should be enough.

After all, Damai is not here for travel. She doesn’t spend much money on food and drink every day, and the prices here are also good. In addition, Damai doesn’t go out to eat much, so she basically cooks it herself, so she only has a lot of money for her husband every month and rents it only costs about 5,000 yuan. Damai’s parents do not support her daughter writing novels, and they are likely to not give Damai a lot of money, and they will even cut off their family’s financial aid directly. However, Damai can still live in Youfeng Xiaoyuan, so the income from writing novels can meet her life needs.

However, writing novels like this day and night is not a good habit. Moreover, it may even affect your health because you stay up late for too many times.

"Bai, why do you like to write at night? Isn't it possible during the day?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You also know that I write online novels, but it is actually difficult to control my work and rest time. Sometimes I don't have much inspiration when I sit for a whole day, but at night I have to update and can only write something in a hurry. So it gets late, late, and it's harder to write something later. Even if there is no inspiration during the day, everything is silent at night, but you can create better..."

Xu Hongdou suddenly asked curiously: "Damai, when it comes to talking about it, we only know that you are a writer, but we don't know which novels you have written and where can you see them."

Damai shuddered when she heard this and said, "I am just an unknown little author. I don't want to lose my horse."

"Dropping the horse?"

"It's just a vest. The authors in the online novel circle may have several pseudonyms, that is, several vests."

Xu Hongdou nodded and said, "That's it, but for you writers, shouldn't you hope that your works will be seen by more and more people, and the more readers you will be better?"

Damai shook her head and said, "Well, that's different."

Seeing that Damai stopped talking, Xu Hongdou couldn't help but look at Zhao Shucheng.

Zhao Shucheng said: "Actually, Damai is right. Although writers hope that their works will be seen by more people and have more readers, that is because online readers can only see the text. Whether they like it or not, they are just on the other end of the network, targeting the text itself, which is more pure. But if you know people, it will be different. If you write well, they may not say anything. But if you write a little badly, you may say it in person and say what you wrote behind your back. Even if the content inside is a little sensitive, you will also talk about the person's thoughts."

Damai nodded after hearing this, saying that he was the one who said that he was the one who said that he was.

Xu Hongdou said, "That's the case, then I won't ask anymore. Maybe I've read the novel you wrote."

Zhao Shucheng said: "But Damai, I think you should still adjust your work and rest time. If you can't write it during the day, it's not necessarily because you don't have inspiration, but because you frame it yourself. You may want to say that there are thousands of plots in your mind, and you can't unfold well. You are in a dilemma, and you don't know how to describe the thrilling and magnificent narrative you want. So I hesitated, deleted, and modified it, but finally found that I didn't write anything out, and I had to hold it out at night and send it out in a hurry..."

Hearing Zhao Shucheng say this, Damai nodded repeatedly, feeling that Zhao Shucheng is really talking about his heart.

"How did you know? Do you also write online articles?"

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "No, I just saw a lot of novels and I know a little bit."

Damai said: "I am in this state now, and I don't know if I am really suitable for writing novels."

Zhao Shucheng smiled and said, "No one can guarantee whether it is suitable or not. After all, writing is actually simple and complicated. There is actually no threshold for writing, but it is not easy to do it well. There are thousands of people who write novels on the Internet, but there are not many people who can become masters and writers in total. Of course, if you want to make a living, you also need a certain ability, otherwise you won't make money by writing. Since you can support yourself and even insist on writing, at least your writing skills are still qualified."
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