Era: 1979 From mountain man to richest man

Chapter 53 Translation work and money
When Song Chaoyang returned home, he did not immediately engage in translation work. Instead, he first wrote an anonymous reporting letter with a pencil.

The content of the report was that in Yangjiagou next door, a group of people led by Yang Shuai were robbing ancient tombs in the mountains and preparing to sell them.

My predecessor had several conflicts with Yang Shuai.

Now it's almost to the point of fighting when we meet.

Since the precognitive dream reminded him to do this, Song Chaoyang simply reported it anonymously.

Anyway, someone will naturally handle it when the time comes, so you don’t have to take action yourself.

It's just a matter of a letter.

He wrote the report letter concisely and concisely, and then took out the newspaper to be translated as well as the notebook and ink he bought before.

Solemnly taking out the hero brand pen given by Chen Jiangtao, Song Chaoyang filled up the ink and then started his translation work.

Read what's in the newspaper first.

After confirming that there were no words or sentences that I couldn't understand, I picked up the pen and started writing.

Two hours later, Song Chaoyang shook his sore elbow.

I took a look at a large piece of content that had already been translated.

He stood up and moved around.

He was already accustomed to using computers before traveling through time.

I haven't touched such a thing as a pen for many years. Even if I usually need to sign, I just use a pen to write a few words.

This time he started to translate and write intensively, which made his hands feel very sore.

Unexpectedly, the translation content did not stop him, but the writing fatigue made him uncomfortable.

After writing for two hours, I felt more tired than climbing a mountain with a backpack on my back.

But thinking that what he wrote could be converted into money, Song Chaoyang smiled again.

There aren't many places to make money these days.

The money given to translators is definitely a high salary.

Taking advantage of the break, he checked the translated content again to see if there were any errors.

After confirming that it was correct, he went to the kitchen to take a drink of water, sat down again, and continued to translate.

On the other side, the little girl was handling the bamboo rats she got today alone.

Bleeding, peeling, disemboweling, cleaning the internal organs, then cutting them and adding seasonings to taste.

Then he took out the potatoes, peeled them and cut them into cubes.

She is preparing materials.

Waiting for the third brother to make braised bamboo rat in the evening.

Such a big fat bamboo rat and the leftover fish soup from lunch are enough for them to have another delicious meal tonight.

Then Song Chaoyang translated for another two and a half hours.

I stood up, glanced at the sun outside, and found that it was already time to make dinner.

After I started working, time passed very quickly.

Four and a half hours passed in the blink of an eye.

After looking at the results placed on the table, Song Chaoyang let out a long breath.

Fortunately, I didn’t lose any knowledge through time travel.

I didn't encounter any obstacles when I was translating just now. At most, my hands were sore from writing for a long time.

I translated the content of one page, which is almost 11,000 words.

There are many pictures in foreign newspapers, but there are not many words written in one page.

However, even if it was more than 10,000 words, it still took him four hours to write. If he had a computer to type, Song Chaoyang could have done it faster.

If there is no problem with these contents, it will cost about eleven yuan.

Eleven dollars doesn't sound like much.

It's not even as good as Song Chaoyang going to the mountains to dig a basketful of Gastrodia elata.

However, this is a translation job that can be done over a long period of time, unlike Gastrodia excavation which can be done in a short period of time.

At least the demand for this translator is still very high, enough to earn enough money to repair and decorate the house.

And not counting Gastrodia's income, Murakami now only earns 4 cents in one day's work points.

Forty cents a day, compared to eleven dollars an afternoon.

Can this account be settled?

Looking at the translation results, it seems that such a long article is ready for Cao Wei to read.

After checking again and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Song Chaoyang put away the manuscript and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

……

Braised bamboo rat is similar to braised rabbit.

The specific process is basically the same.

Fry the cut and flavored bamboo rat meat in lard, then add various seasonings, add water, and cook over medium heat.

Then soak the sweet potato vermicelli bought last time. At the same time, we started cooking, rice and sweet potatoes were cooked into porridge.

Wait for the bamboo rat meat to stew for 20 minutes, then add the chopped potatoes and vermicelli.

Then cover the pot and simmer for five minutes.

When the potatoes are cooked, reduce the heat to thicken the soup.

Then a large pot of oily, fragrant potato vermicelli and roasted bamboo rat meat is ready.

Add scallions and the aroma will rise immediately.

At this time, the sweet potato porridge is also ready.

Just take out the firewood from the stove, cover the pot and wait for Dad and the others to come back.

"Third brother, it smells so good!" The little girl drooled and looked at the lid that Song Chaoyang put on the pot.

Song Chaoyang looked at the little girl's greedy look, slapped his forehead and said:
"Yeah, I haven't tried the salt yet. I'll get you a piece to taste."

This is meant to be said to the little girl. Even if he doesn't taste it, he knows that it will definitely be good when it comes to controlling the taste.

Just looking for an excuse to let the little girl eat a little first to satisfy her craving.

"I'll just eat the potatoes." The little girl licked her lips and said as the third brother opened the lid of the pot.

Song Chaoyang brought a small bowl, picked out a piece of bamboo rat meat, a piece of potato, and a pinch of vermicelli with chopsticks, and then handed it to the little girl:

"Try them all and see how they taste."

The little girl took the bowl and chopsticks, swallowed her saliva, and said to Song Chaoyang:
"Third brother, you should try it too!"

Song Chaoyang shook his head and said:

"It's okay, just try it."

"Let's see how Brother You is doing and whether the fish for lunch is delicious."

The little girl then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

She forgot to speak as soon as she started eating. It wasn't until she had eaten the entire piece of bamboo rat meat that she gave a thumbs up and nodded:
"Hmm, delicious!"

"Third brother's cooking skills are really incredible. The taste is really amazing."

Song Chaoyang said with some regret:

"This bamboo rat is actually supposed to be used to burn bamboo shoots, but the bamboo shoots our family digs in spring and winter are dried and sold."

"The next best thing is to cook potatoes and vermicelli."

The little girl took another piece of potato and put it into her mouth. The tender and glutinous potato, wrapped in fat and soup, was no less good than a bamboo rat.

Compared with the usual roasted potatoes, boiled potatoes are many times more delicious.

She closed her eyes happily and said to Song Chaoyang:
"I think it's pretty good. The potatoes are also delicious. They're pink and glutinous and mixed with the soup. It's amazing."

"Just pouring this soup into the corn mush is a very good thing."

Song Chaoyang looked at the little girl with a smile, and then said:

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. When I go to the commune tomorrow to sell gastrodia, I will cook you a braised pork meal when I come back. That one will be delicious."

"I won't eat it!" The little girl finished sucking the vermicelli and shook her head quickly.

Song Chaoyang wondered:
"What's wrong? There's a lot of meat left at home."

"I don't buy it from outside."

Just listen to the little girl say:

"Mom said, we have to eat sparingly, and we can't be extravagant."

"Besides, we will dig up all the Gastrodia elata in the mountains sooner or later. Third brother, you still have to buy land to build a house, and then you have to go to college without work. I also have to go to junior high school. Second brother and you are not married yet... there are still many things to do. There’s a lot of room for money.”

Hearing that it was about money again, Song Chaoyang waved his hand:

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about money. Your third brother has now found a job as a translator."

"You won't make less money in a month."

Hearing the word translation, the little girl asked curiously:
"Is that what you were busy with this afternoon?"

"Yeah." Song Chaoyang nodded and said:
"With this income, I can't guarantee that we will eat meat every day, but I guarantee that we can at least eat meat every now and then."

"So powerful?" The little girl Song Yu was a little surprised. She ate meat every now and then, which was quite exaggerated.

Being able to eat meat once a month is pretty good.

Song Chaoyang said with a smile:

"Of course. This is a job assigned by the state. How can it be awesome?"

Before he could continue, he heard his second brother Song Chaodong shouting from outside the house:

"The third child! The third child!"

"Huh?" Song Chaoyang turned around and found that his second brother had walked into the room with some vegetables in his hand. Song Chaoyang asked:

"What's wrong with second brother?"

Song Chaodong put all the dishes in the bamboo basket in the kitchen and said:
"Dad asked me to come back and tell you to add some dishes and cook more rice tonight. Uncle Delin, who introduced you to your date, is coming to dinner."

"His wife's niece, who broadcasts radio in the commune, has agreed to go on a blind date with you."

(End of this chapter)