"Now don't bother Aunt Bai."
To tell the truth, Bai Fan thought that Matsuyama Xiongjie would be a little tough, but he was just a bully.
He was in a good mood today. He wanted to cook some good food and went to the store street on the other side.
Qianxia's home is not too far from the shop street. It only takes more than ten minutes for Bai Fan to walk there.
The shopping street is different from the Chinese food market and the general shopping plaza. It is also one of the products of RB culture. Generally speaking, these shopping streets are mostly distributed in stations or places not far from the residential areas, with different scales. You can buy not only materials for cooking, but also fruits, which are a little interesting, You can also see retro style small shops in these shopping streets, where you can buy some 'coarse snacks', which is what we usually call small snacks.
The name of this commercial street is Xiacho Commercial Street. Xiacho actually means the civilian residential area opposite to the high-end residential area. This street has no roof, and you can see the end at a glance. Although the shops on both sides are scattered, you can still have everything you need in life.
The dim sum shop, seafood shop, fruit shop, butcher shop, and tempura shop are hung or placed with various brands outside.
"Isn't this Bai Jun? Today he came to buy cooking materials again?" The owner of the fish shop greeted Bai Fan warmly.
Bai Fan has also been here for a month, and the people who can come to this commercial street are basically the residents around. It's natural for everyone to get familiar with it once they come and go. Plus Bai Fan's unique identity as a Chinese student, the residents here are also very impressed.
After all, it is rare for Chinese students like Bai Fan to buy things by themselves, which are expensive and numerous, and they often cook their own meals.
"Yes, I've come to buy something again, boss Tianye." Bai Fan bent down to look at the fish placed outside with a smile.
RB's fish shops sell more marine fish. After all, there are few freshwater fish around the sea. As RB's largest port city, Yokohama is a good place to produce many fresh marine fish.
Bai Fan glanced at the salmon and looked at the cod on one side.
He thought about eating all seafood tonight, so he said.
"Please give me ten pieces of cod. I can refrigerate it if I can't finish it. I can also watch some other shellfish."
"Good, good." The boss of Tianye smiled until his eyes narrowed. Bai Fan has always been a big customer here. He usually gives Bai Fan one or two pieces of cod or more shellfish and seafood.
"Don't oranges look at the shop today?" After giving the money, Bai Fan glanced curiously at the shop and found that the girl who usually smiles gently was not here today, so he asked curiously.
"That little girl doesn't know where she has gone. It seems that her classmates asked her to play, but it's also a good thing. I'm not busy with the business at home." Tianye's boss kindly replied.
The Chinese student in front of him, who has a clear face and a kind face, is still very fond of him. Once a fish jumped out of the sink and could not hold the Tianye orange, Bai Fan helped to prevent the big fish from flipping the stall.
Moreover, Bai Fan is different from other foreign students. He is very talkative.
Of course, this is not to say that Chinese students are not easy to talk, but Chinese students are very polite outside, giving a very serious image. There are few Chinese students like Bai Fan who always smile.
"So it is." Bai Fan smiled at him ceremoniously and waved to leave.
"Thanks for your help, Bai Jun." The boss of Tianye also waved to him.
However, Bai Fan has no plan to go back like this. There is not much fruit at home, so he plans to buy more.
Although it cost him a lot of money to buy the food and fruit, Bai Fan felt that he could not treat himself unfairly when eating, and he chose the best.
Chia Meiyoko also gave him subsidies to buy these things. Bai Fan didn't show any affectation and accepted them all. After all, he didn't eat them alone. He didn't think there was any problem in accepting these money.
In this way, Bai Fan wandered around the commercial street until five or six o'clock, and then returned home.
He cooked the meal neatly, and then sealed the share of Qianxia Meiyoko and Qianxia Qianxue with plastic wrap. He walked up to the second floor.
Since it is unnecessary to ask Aunt Bai to come over, the matter has been solved successfully, and Bai Fan will also start to write his own novel.
"It's a bit expensive these days, and we must earn some money." Bai Fan rubbed his face, looked at the empty document in front of him, stretched a little, and began to look serious.
In fact, the meaning of Aunt Bai, the editor in MJ Literature Club, is very simple. Let Bai Fan start with short horror stories, and when popularity has accumulated and every short story can be selected, she will help Bai Fan to get a special column for serial novels.
This may be unfair to other newcomers, but there is nothing fair in the world, and Bai Fan has no problem using his interpersonal relationship.
According to the internal news from Aunt Bai, it is said that the MJ monthly magazine will start soliciting articles in a few days, and Bai Fan will also speed up a bit.
Short stories
To tell the truth, Bai Fan has never been exposed to such topics as short stories. What he wrote in China is basically a serial novel.
The difficulty of writing short stories is no less than that of novels.
First, you should quickly enter the topic in the limited space, then write a sense of suspense and mystery in the limited space, and then make a good conclusion.
This fast pace is what short stories need to pay attention to.
Haven't eaten pork and seen pigs run?
Bai Fan thought for a while, drew up an outline in his head, and finally started to write.
What he wants to write is a very simple story structure, which probably means a story of a person's reincarnation in a murderous house. At last, he reveals the theme in one breath, making all the weird and suspenseful feelings in front erupt.
This writing technique is often seen in European and American games, but what Bai Fan wants to write is a novel that is closer to RB readers' aesthetic.
He spent about two hours in front of the computer, writing and revising, and finally wrote more than 5000 words.
Bai Fan's pace can be said to be very steady.
"I can't compete with those who can't move for an hour or two and can't move for a word or two."
Bai Fan sighs and closes the document.
He is going to take a bath and have a rest.