It was not until a long time later that Ai Fei realized that the 5,000 books in the first volume of "Crayon Shin-chief" that he had printed, published and distributed one-stop, were sold out in less than three days! This sales speed broke the sales record of comic books in Japan's history - Unfortunately, Ai Fei is still just a budding comic newcomer, and no one or company noticed his existence - even the school children's club that had worked closely with him did not take the sales incident of his seemingly children's games to heart. When many people began to notice him, his steps and his comic club were already unstoppable.

On June 25, 1950, the second volume of "Crayon Shin-chief" was about to be published. An incident that shocked the world occurred in the distant East: in a country called North Korea, the most serious regional conflict since World War II broke out! With the acquiescence and support of the Soviet government, the North Korean government brazenly sent troops to South Korea, and the Korean War broke out!

This world-sensation war broke out, causing the world to lose its voice in an instant. Even the United States, which has always claimed to be the leader of the Western Free World, never thought that the little North Korea would dare to take the blame and launch troops under its own nose? This was too much! For a moment, the war machine started rumbled and the war was about to begin.

Unfortunately, the Americans miscalculated the situation, and before they could submit the proposal from the United Nations headquarters, the South Korean capital Seoul was occupied by the North Korean army! The combat effectiveness of the North Korean army completely exceeded the imagination of other Americans.

As a later generation, Ai Fei was very familiar with this history. Although he was not a college student who specialized in history, it was enough to just read materials and study in class during his growth. For this war, as a young manga man in Japan, the possibility of intervening or changing its process was infinitely close to zero, so he had to watch the fun with a feeling of watching the fun. It would be better to do your own part! He told himself like this.

The weather in June is as hot as ever. Ai Fei's transportation tools have changed from a bicycle to a tricycle at the beginning - it won't work. The printing volume of "Crayon Shin-chief" has suddenly increased from 5,000 books at the beginning to 20,000 books. He asked him to use his bicycle to deliver goods to others everywhere in the city, but it was so troublesome. In desperation, he chose a tricycle. After all, he could install a few more books, right?

While pedaling the wheelbarrow and pressing the bell to remind pedestrians on the road to avoid it, Ai Fei parked the tricycle at the door of the newsstand: "Uncle Feihai, I'm here!"

"Ah, it's so hot. Thank you for your hard work!" A woman's voice sounded: "Do you have a sip of water?"

"Yes! That's more! Aunt Fei Hai, why, isn't the uncle here?"

"Hi Yi! He will come out soon!" The aunt named Fei Hai is actually only Ai Shiko is the same age. She is just because she is exposed to wind and sun outside for a long time, and her skin is getting worse and she looks older.

Soon, Mr. Fei Hai, the owner of the newsstand, walked out from behind: "Ah, thank you for your hard work."

"This is nothing..." Ai Fei wiped his sweat: "Uncle Feihai, this is the 800 picture albums that he promised you, please click and collect them!"

"Hi Yi! Thank you so much." Fei Hai and his wife kept bowing - it was all money! You can get 15 yen if you sell one. After counting, you can get a total of 12,000 yuan! In 1950, you could get so much income in a month, and it was definitely a university professor who could get the salary!

Ai Fei helped the old man unload the picture album that he had tied up from the car and placed it at the door of the newsstand: "Then, I'll ask you this month!"

"Hi Yi! Or follow the original number?"

"Yes." Ai Fei picked up the water cup and drank water again: "No problem, right?"

"No, absolutely no problem." Fei Hai looked at him with a smile: "Then, Ai Jun, we will see you again until this time next month!"

"Goodbye." Ai Fei stepped on the tricycle again and headed towards the next agency.

The total number of 20,000 albums equally distributed to more than 20 agency sales points, which made Ai Fei so tired that he was almost broken! But there was no way. These people are potential sales websites after the publication of "Jump" in the future! Offending anyone will not benefit his future development. Alas, thank you for your hard work!

When he got home, he was too lazy to even speak. He took a shower happily, but only lay on the bed for 5 minutes, then forced himself to sit up again, picked up the brush and paper, and continued to create uninterruptedly every day.

"Xiao Aijun, it's time to eat!"

"Yes! Come immediately." After packing the drawing paper and paint, Ai Fei walked out of the bedroom: "Ah, Dad, are you back?"

"Hi Yi." Since his son's career began, Taro Aizhu and his son have become much more solemn and polite when talking to him. Sometimes he even inadvertently uses respectful words: "I heard from my mother that Xiao Ai Jun is working very hard today!"

"It's nothing. Although there are sales results for the first issue, the work in the future cannot be relaxed. Fortunately, I finally sent all the books to my respective sales points. What should be prepared next is the printing and studio matters for the next issue!"

"Oh, how is it going to be doing with your own studio?"

"I'm still thinking about whether this matter can be determined before the third issue is launched. Moreover, I'm still thinking about the design and publishing of the new magazine, and I haven't even talked about it with the people of Yuwu yet!"

“Eh?”

"Nothing...you and mom don't have to worry about it, but I haven't adjusted some ideas yet. What's more, if you really want to launch a magazine that focuses entirely on comics, just one "Crayon Shin-hsin" will definitely not satisfy readers. Can you believe it? A large-scale comic magazine has only one story to support it?"

"So Xiao Aijun is going to hurry up?" Ai Xiko walked out of the kitchen with a smile, holding a large red paint plate in her hand, and put it on the dining table.

"Eat... cold noodles today?"

"Yes, the weather is too hot. Have some cold noodles to make Xiao Aijun cool! Do you like it?"

Ai Fei smiled helplessly: "I like it."

"It's good that Xiao Aijun likes it. It's a pity that there is no slide made of bamboo!"

The so-called cold noodles are somewhat similar to the Korean cold noodles that Chinese people often eat in later generations, but there are very different ways to eat: First, the ingredients are made of soy sauce, vinegar, fish essence, sprinkle with sesame seeds, and mixed with shredded ham (or shredded pork), shredded kelp, and chopped green onion as the ingredients. Then, the way to eat, put the freshly cooked noodles - mainly noodles similar to dragon whisker noodles - in cold water. After it cools down completely, everyone picks up with chopsticks.

A very small amount of it goes into a bowl and dip it in seasonings and ingredients to swallow it. This is repeated. As for the bamboo mentioned by Ai Shizuko, it turns out that in Japan, the advanced way to eat cold noodles is to cut the bamboo and connect it into a long track. The person on the top is to pour the spring water down continuously, then pick up the noodles one by one and put them on the bamboo, and go down the mountain spring water to enjoy it for the guests below. This is a process that is both romantic and enjoyable.

Ai Shinko did not lie. In the hot summer, using such cold noodles as food can indeed play a literal meaning, but for Ai Fei, it is difficult to feel like enjoying it. After barely taking a few bites, he put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I'm full."

"So little?"

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Chapter completed!