1978 Synthetic Writers

Chapter 470 Tuanjie Lake

"This is a big deal."

Feng Mu said seriously, "Since you are here, I won't look at this. What do you think of this award? Tell me in detail."

"We should still select outstanding novellas and short stories. The creation cycle of novels is short, so we can't do it every few years like the Mao Dun Literature Prize does. We should still do a small review every two years, and then a big review every four years on the basis of the two-year review."

Jiang Xian talked freely about his ideas.

Feng Mu and Tang Dacheng nodded frequently, thinking that Jiang Xian's idea was not only feasible but also mature.

This guy is not only good at writing, but also good at doing his job!
Such thoughts emerged in the minds of Feng Mu and Tang Dacheng at the same time.

"Also, there is another point. I think the number of awards for short stories and novellas needs to be changed."

"The quantity needs to be changed?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xian nodded. "In the selection of outstanding novels over the years, there have always been more short stories and fewer novellas. For example, this year, the number of short stories selected is almost half of the number of novellas."

“I don’t think this is right.”

"The length and content of short stories and novellas are more suitable for broad social response and in-depth discussion. Moreover, the length of novellas is moderate, which can accommodate complex storylines while maintaining high literary value."

“So the number of novellas should be slightly higher, or at least the other way around, with the number of novellas being twice that of short stories.”

“This makes sense.”

Kong Luosun thought for a moment and said: "Novellas are often able to better balance storytelling and literary qualities, and are more likely to resonate with readers and attract market attention. The creation of novellas should be encouraged more."

Feng Mu and Tang Dacheng listened quietly, and then heard Jiang Xian add:
"Another point is that when recommending works, it is better to limit it to one writer and one work, so that some writers will not have several works winning awards at the same time."

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Feng Mu, Tang Dacheng and Kong Luosun looked at Jiang Xian at the same time.

Individual writers?

Aren’t you yourself the individual writer you are talking about?

Apart from you, who else can have every novel so enthusiastically sought after by readers?

"It doesn't have to be so difficult."

Feng Mu said: "A short story is a short story, and a novella is a novella. We should still allow a writer to win both short story and novella awards."

Jiang Xian understood what Feng Mu meant and knew that these words were Feng Mu's way of compensating him.

But he was already satisfied enough.

Jiang Xian knew that if he really won seven awards in this outstanding novel selection, everything would be a mess.

Therefore, the reform must be made. As for the method of reform, it is entirely up to Jiang Xian. It is also a way for him to get some compensation for himself.

Then let’s change the selection of outstanding novels.

It was changed to a literary award named after Mr. Lu Xun, the great flag bearer of the New Culture Movement.

Increase the gold content.

In this way, even if Jiang Xian doesn't win these seven excellent novel awards, he won't feel unbalanced.

Even if there are seven outstanding novel awards, they are not as good as this Lu Xun Literature Award!
And according to Feng Mu's current statement, there is a high possibility that there will still be two Lu Xun Literature Awards.

Jiang Xian’s proposal was quickly discussed within the Writers Association.

The discussion was very heated.

There are many people who agree with this proposal, but there are also many voices of opposition.

But in general, there are more voices in favor, and most people think that Jiang Xian’s idea is good.

The long-form literature award is named after Mao Dun, who was best at writing long novels.

Of course, the award for medium-length and short story literature should also be named after Lu Xun, who was best at writing medium-length and short stories.

It is so appropriate that this award is named after Lu Xun!
Time was running out, and the plan was considered feasible, so the Lu Xun Literary Award was quickly finalized. The Secretariat stamped the document and it was determined that the National Excellent Novel Selection would not be held this year, and that the first Lu Xun Literary Award would be held instead.

The members of the jury who were originally in charge of the national selection of novellas and short stories have also transformed themselves into members of the selection panel for the first Lu Xun Literary Award.

On the other hand, Jiang Xian followed his father Jiang Guoqing to Tuanjie Lake.

For people in Beijing nowadays, Tuanjie Lake is a place they can’t visit once a year because it is too far away.

At present, Beijing residents within the Second Ring Road call going to the South City "outside the city", and going outside the Second Ring Road calls going to the suburbs. Even the Ritan Embassy District is considered the Eastern Suburbs, and the Xiwai Zoo is considered the Western Suburbs, not to mention Tuanjie Lake on the Third Ring Road?

Of course, there is no such concept as the Three Ring Road now.

Tuanjie Lake, just by hearing the name you can tell that this place doesn’t have much ancient history.

In ancient times, there was no such word as unity. At most, it meant sharing weal and woe and standing together through thick and thin.

But at that time there was a place called Shuiduizi.

A pestle is a tool for pounding rice and rice cakes, equivalent to a garlic mortar. A water pestle is driven by water power. It may not be considered high-tech in ancient times, but it is also considered artificial intelligence. This shows that there was plenty of water in the area, so this kind of mechanical equipment existed.

After the founding of New China, the capital first transformed places like Longxugou, which is the environment in the urban area.

Later, during the Korean War, American leader Ridgway dropped bacterial bombs, causing plague in Northeast China, and the whole country launched a patriotic health campaign.

As a result, the capital began to remediate these easily polluted areas such as ditches and puddles on a large scale, and then focused on transforming the "Four Great Lakes": Qingnian Lake, Rending Lake, Taiping Lake and Tuanjie Lake.

Except for Taiping Lake, which was named "Taiping" because it is close to Beitaiping Village, the other words "youth", "determination" and "unity" are all new words.

Taiping Lake was filled in 71, and the other three lakes have always been parks, which charge admission fees.

Of course, Jiang Xian and Jiang Guoqing did not go to the park. They took the Volga bus all the way to two small buildings on Tuanjie Hunan Road before stopping.

"There are two buildings with a total of 161 apartments, covering a total area of ​​1.2 square meters. On average, each apartment is 74 square meters. When they were sold, regardless of floor or apartment type, the price was 400 yuan per square meter. In total, the average price for a whole apartment was 3 yuan," Jiang Guoqing introduced to Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Yes, old man, you know quite a lot."

Jiang Guoqing snorted, "That person once said, 'Don't fight a battle you're not prepared for, don't fight a battle you're not sure of.' Can someone just come here to buy a house with his head in his hands? You have to do some research beforehand."

The two got out of the car while talking. Jiang Xian looked up at the two buildings in front of him, which were Building 1 and Building 2.

These two buildings are the first in Tuanjiehu's real estate history in Beijing. No one can surpass them because this is the first community in Beijing to publicly sell commercial housing.

That was back in 80. At that time, Beijing started a pilot program for commercial housing, and these two buildings were where anyone could buy one as long as they had money.

Thirty thousand yuan for a complete set, the old man was referring to the price back then.

That was in the 80s, when it was considered a great achievement for an average family to save 100 yuan a year.

At that time, every millionaire had to wear a big red flower.

3 yuan is a figure that ordinary families dare not even think about. At that time, the average wage in Beijing was about 70 yuan, or 800 yuan a year. That 3 yuan is equivalent to not eating or drinking for 40 years.

Please note that this is per capita, the per capita income between you and Jack Ma, and the per capita income between Pan Changjiang and Yao Ming. The actual situation may be even less than 800 per year.

Therefore, it took a full six months to sell all 160 houses.

And right after this incident, the commercial housing model was stopped in Beijing and replaced by a model that mainly focused on the sales of public housing.

What does it mean to focus on sales of public housing?

It means letting the residents of public housing buy the houses. Years of work and age of the house can all be used to make calculations, and one house could cost around 10,000 yuan.

Then they use the money they have recovered to build houses and distribute it to employees in various units.

“Look at this neighborhood.”

Jiang Guoqing looked around and said, "This environment, this building, how modern it is? How nice it would have been if I had bought a house here?" "What's good about it? It's just a pigeon cage." Jiang Xian said.

Born in the 80s, he was still short of money, so he chose a courtyard house over a commercial house.

However, in terms of living comfort, commercial housing is still better. After having Jiang Niannian, Jiang Xian's idea became even stronger. He felt that it was more convenient to live in a building.

CCTV and the Writers Association were still arguing over the house at No. 15 Hufang Road, so of course he couldn't get it. So he set his sights on the only commercial house in Beijing.

Jiang Guoqing spent so much time looking for him and finally found a family willing to sell it. Although the house is expensive, the property rights are absolutely safe.

I entered from unit two, went up to the third floor, and knocked on the door. A short and fat man with glasses opened the door. He looked to be in his forties.

"Are you here to look at the house?"

"Correct."

Jiang Xian extended his hand, "Comrade, what's your name?"

"Tang Zhe."

"Oh, my last name is Jiang, you can just call me Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Xian looked Tang Zhe up and down as he spoke.

While he was looking at Tang Zhe, Tang Zhe was also looking him up and down.

Seeing that Jiang Xian had an extraordinary demeanor, was dressed rather simply, and was accompanied by a young man who looked like a secretary, he realized that this man with the surname Jiang must have some strength and must be of a noble status.

So he opened the door wide.

"Come in, let's take a look first."

"Okay, let's look at the house."

Jiang Xian entered the room and looked around.

It has three bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. Although the bedroom layout is relatively compact, it basically meets the living needs of ordinary people.

Moreover, as the earliest commercial housing in the country, the house structure is designed quite well, with north-south ventilation and ample light.

"When it was sold, there were three types of apartments. Ours is the big one, 90 square meters in total." Tang Zhe introduced, "There are nine people in our family, and we don't feel crowded living together."

"Your family must have been well off to be able to afford this house back then," Jiang Xian said.

"There are many regular workers in my family, and all five of us are paid. My father has saved a little, and borrowed some from friends. We managed to scrape together 36,000 yuan, and we have just paid off the borrowed money over the years."

"Then why do you want to sell it?" Jiang Xian asked.

"Harmful."

Tang Zhe sighed, "Isn't this all for the sake of the children? My daughter will graduate from college next year. She told me some time ago that she doesn't want to stay in China after graduation and wants to go abroad.

I found out that going abroad is not a small expense, so I told her mother, but she disagreed. The child then made a scene at home, saying that we didn't support her dreams and were not worthy of being her parents.

Seeing my child crying night after night, I thought, forget it, what can I do with this money?

You said that we parents work hard all our lives for our children, right? Including this house, isn't it going to be left to her in the future?

Our children want to go abroad now, and as parents, we must support them.

I discussed with her mother and decided to sell the house and move back to the dormitory. It doesn’t matter where we live.”

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Jiang Xian listened silently and sighed.

Poor parents in the world!

Think about it again.

Isn't Tang Zhe's family a complete joke from hell?
The child cried and made a fuss about going abroad, so his parents sold their house to support him. When the child returned from abroad, he had become a sea turtle. The family of six worked together for 30 years and finally bought back the house they had sold.

"What price do you want for it?"

Tang Zhe glanced at him and asked, "Do you think 60,000 is okay?"

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Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xian turned and left.

"Hey, hey, hey?"

Tang Zhe quickly chased after him, "What are you doing? If you think it's inappropriate, we can talk about it later."

"You're too dark."

Jiang Xian turned around, his face filled with indignation, "How much did you pay for it? Thirty-six thousand! How many years have you lived in this house? Five years!

What's going on? If you sell the house you've lived in for five years to me, it will go up to 30,000 yuan?"

"Look at what you said."

Tang Zhe said anxiously, "If he puts my 36,000 yuan in a bank for five years as a fixed deposit, how much will he have saved?"

"Then you should save it."

Jiang Xian put his hands on his waist, "It's reasonable to deposit money in the bank and earn interest, but what do you have? This is a house! What's the matter? You live in this house and it will increase in value?"

He said this with confidence.

Because at this moment the property of a house is still for people to live in, and it is not yet a commodity.

There is not even the concept of "housing speculation" at this moment!

“Housing speculation” was a thing of the 90s.

So when Jiang Guoqing, Xu Chenhui and Tang Zhe heard what he said, there was absolutely no problem at all.

You live in the house.

You want to raise the price?
Isn’t this both?!

You get all the good things!

"Then how much do you think is appropriate?" Tang Zhe looked at Jiang Xian.

"About 40,000."

Jiang Xian pondered for a long time and gave Tang Zhe an offer that he thought was pretty good.

"How can this be possible?"

Tang Zhe was anxious, "Where in Beijing can you find 4 yuan to buy such a big house?"

"Then you figure it out yourself." Jiang Xian said.

He is not in a hurry to live in this house, but Tang Zhe is in a hurry to use the money, so it is Tang Zhe who is anxious now, not Jiang Xian.

"We'll take our leave now. Please think about it carefully. If you have an idea, we'll contact you again."

After drinking the hot tea poured by Tang Zhe, Jiang Xian took Jiang Guoqing and Xu Chenhui away.

Sitting on the Volga, Xu Chenhui asked with great interest:
"Brother Jiang, why did you buy so many houses? There is not enough space to live in them."

"I bought it to keep letters."

Jiang Xian smiled and said, "I have too many letters from readers. I have no place to put them. I might as well buy a few more houses to store them all."

(End of this chapter)