Weekend mornings in the courtyard are different from the hustle and bustle of the past.
Adults spend most of the night tired from weekend life and always have to take a long sleep in the morning.
It is rare for children to stay in bed. Even when they wake up, they gurgle in bed with their eyes open.
Without interruption, the faint morning mist wandered freely in the courtyard until it was crushed by a dark green bicycle.
"Dingle bell!" "Dingle bell!"
"Does Comrade Li Donglai live here?"
"Your royalties have arrived!"
The crisp ringing of the bell and the rough shout of the postman comrade,
It broke the silence of the courtyard.
The adults were awakened by the word "fee", rubbed their eyes and got out of bed.
"Public fee? Did Li Donglai publish an article?"
"I heard it was a paper. Two days ago, the factory gave him a certificate and a bicycle ticket!"
"Tsk, tsk, you've been given so much, and there's also royalties, it's really jealous."
"Then you also publish a paper?"
"..."
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Amidst the discussion,
Everyone gathered around sleepily.
Publishing articles in newspapers and magazines is a rare thing these days, and everyone wants to know how much the royalties are.
Li Donglai was a little drunk after drinking with Xu Damao last night.
Hearing the shouting, he didn't react for a while.
"Brother, the money sender is here, get up quickly." Li Xiaomei ran in, excitement written on her little face.
Only then did Li Donglai react, put on his shirt, put on his coat, pulled on his cloth shoes and walked out of the house.
"Comrade, please sign your name here for your wire transfer form." Comrade the postman still had a lot of newspapers and letters to deliver, and he seemed very anxious. When he saw Li Donglai coming out, he immediately handed over a light red wire transfer slip and a stick.
pen.
Li Donglai took the remittance form and took a look at it. After confirming that the name was correct, he signed his name on the attachment to the wire transfer form.
"tear"
Comrade postman tore off the attachment, carefully put it in a canvas bag, got on his bicycle and left.
At this time, the onlookers couldn't help but be confused.
The little daughter-in-law of the Liu family walked forward with her child in her arms.
Looking at Li Donglai with envy: "Dr. Li, is this the royalties paid by the magazine?"
Li Donglai smiled and said, "Yes, I thought it would come at the end of the month, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."
In fact, he had no idea that he would be paid royalties for publishing papers.
In his previous life, as a pet doctor, he also submitted papers, but ended up paying magazine publishing fees.
After Li Dong finished speaking, he smiled at everyone and prepared to go back to the house.
After all, showing off money in public will only make everyone jealous.
As soon as he turned around, he heard a strange voice coming from behind: "Isn't it just a few cents? Seeing how proud he is, people who don't know would think it's a big deal." Liu Erchui from our workshop said
If you publish an article in the factory newspaper, the factory will reward you with a 5-cent meal ticket."
Turning around slowly, I saw Jia Xudong with the corner of his mouth curled up,
The people around me were talking with jealous faces.
If in normal times,
Li Donglai would definitely just smile and forget it.
But now Jia Xudong's words are slanderous.
People like Jia Xudong are the kind of villains who only dare to talk behind people's backs.
If he doesn't clarify it in time, he might make up even more outrageous rumors.
Thinking of this,
Li Donglai strode up and waved to Jia Xudong: "Brother Xudong, do you want to know how much money is on the wire transfer slip? Come here and I'll let you take a look."
"Just look, can you still spend more than 5 yuan? Humph!"
Jia Xudong pouted and walked over with his head tilted.
His eyes fell on the wire transfer form, his face suddenly turned red, and he turned his head without saying a word.
This left those onlookers scratching their heads.
"How much was it? Jia Xudong was so angry that he was speechless."
"I guess it's only ten yuan anyway."
"Tsk, tsk, you can earn ten yuan by writing a few words. This Li Donglai is really amazing."
...
Li Donglai returned to the house, took out the remittance slip from his pocket, and read it again and again.
No wonder Lu Zhishen often said that knowledge is wealth and knowledge is power.
For a simple paper, the magazine actually paid a hundred yuan in royalties.
This is one hundred yuan, enough to buy more than a thousand kilograms of stick noodles.
The stick noodles are thick and rough. When grinding the stick noodles with a stone, the skin is not peeled. The steamed steamed buns leave a residue of skin in your mouth. You can't swallow it after slurping it in your mouth for a long time. It is so spicy in your throat.
But it is this kind of food that is difficult to stomach. In Qinjiagou, the commune will only let the members eat it when the farming is busy.
This hundred yuan is so easy to come by!
Li Donglai stroked the vermilion seal on the wire transfer slip, and a bold idea came to his mind.
What if we select some of the simple, relatively mature medical knowledge of later generations that is suitable for the conditions of this era and publish it in papers?
Wouldn't it be possible to earn one hundred more yuan?
Modern medicine has developed rapidly in the past decade.
In later generations, medical knowledge seemed like common sense. In this era, medical experts in European and American civilizations were still in the exploratory stage.
...
Compared with other disciplines, medicine has developed very slowly and primitively.
The reason is simple: trial and error in medicine is extremely costly.
It can take more than ten years for a drug to go from development to market.
It will take at least many years until it is used on patients.
Of course, as a veterinarian, Li Donglai only learned simple pharmacology and was unable to create special medicines for future generations.
However, he knows the principles of some commonly used drugs.
For example, Li Donglai once studied the molecular formula of a drug that was accidentally invented to benefit men in order to develop drugs to treat cardiovascular diseases.
This miracle drug, which has benefited hundreds of millions of men around the world, has earned Ruihui hundreds of billions of dollars in later generations.
Now that we have come to this era, it is natural to cut off the beard.
Otherwise, we would be sorry for the exploitation we suffered from those international drug giants.
However, all this needs to be done step by step.
Although knowing the molecular formula is like knowing a needle in the ocean,
But we need to fish out this needle and produce it on a large scale.
It requires a large number of pharmaceutical talents and high-precision instruments.
Li Donglai, as a barefoot doctor, cannot provide all of this.
What he can do now is publish papers first, earn royalties, and slowly increase his reputation in the medical community.
In this world, fame often brings great power.
It allows hundreds of professionals to focus on working for you.
You can also ask the higher-ups to provide the necessary equipment.
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After Li Donglai made up his mind, he began to plan the next paper to be written.
At the very beginning, the medical technology involved in the paper must be simple and effective.
Only in this way can it be verified as quickly as possible.
otherwise.
Even if a paper on gene editing were published now, it would probably take sixty years before it could be verified.
At that time, Li Donglai could only be told to future generations by burning paper, and the whole world knew his name.