"Selling a house? It's not easy!" Ran's mother said this subconsciously.
After saying that, I lowered my head and thought about whether there is a suitable candidate.
"Well, we know it's not easy. But we went to see it yesterday. The house was uninhabitable and was deteriorating too quickly. Both the main house and the side room were leaking, and the roof was rotten too much. If left like this, the house would be in ruins.
Already."
"Yeah, that's true. Your house was bought when your father-in-law was still alive. How many years has it been?" Ran's mother agreed.
"It's hard to buy a house in Beijing now, and even harder to sell a house!" Ran's father also answered.
Zhao Ye had been interested in this matter for a long time. After hearing what Ran's father said, he felt that Ran's father seemed to know more thoroughly, so he asked: "Uncle Ran, tell us why it is difficult to buy a house and why it is difficult to sell a house.
Woolen cloth?"
"What? You want to know too? Well, this is caused by many reasons. The first one is that housing is allocated now. As long as you have a household registration, you will have a house to live in. This is also a very great policy of our country. Directly
It solves the common people's desire for thousands of years to have a place to live, and prevents a single person from sleeping on the street.
The second reason is that our country has only been developing for a short period of time, and people do not yet have so much savings to spend on improving housing conditions. To put it bluntly, they just cannot afford it.
Who can afford to buy? I'm afraid most of them are capitalists. For these people, the country focuses on cracking down on their hoarding behavior. They want to buy but not let them buy.
As a result, it will be difficult for people like you, Uncle Han, who want to sell their houses, because there are no channels! In the past, there were houses that sold houses for sale, but now they can no longer be found. If you want to sell your house, you have to find someone by yourself.
This is not easy to find.
Similarly, those ordinary people who can afford to buy a house may not necessarily know the person who wants to sell it. Both parties are looking at each other with black eyes, so they can't post notices on the street. What's the point?"
"Oh, so that's what happened!" Zhao Ye also figured it out this time. After talking for a long time, there was still no market environment for buying and selling.
Of course, we are now in a planned economy, and the word market in this era has a full connotation of capitalism.
People who have not lived in this era will think it is nothing when the words market economy and capitalism are mentioned. They may even think that people in this era are making a fuss out of a molehill.
But every word, in every era, has different meanings and expressions.
Of course, the external environment we face in this era is also very different. Among other things, it has only been a few years since we have been fighting real battles with the entire Western bloc!
Cultural penetration and economic penetration are beyond the imagination of later generations.
Therefore, whenever this happens, Zhao Ye is very careful when speaking.
It is very possible that a certain word he said involuntarily would have a different meaning in other people's ears.
"Who says it's not the case! The main reason is that I am pressed for time this time and don't have much time to deal with this matter. So I have to ask Brother Ran for help." Han Fusheng also said.
"Well, don't worry about this, I will help you find out. I will write to you when I get the news." Ran's father took over the matter.
"How much do you plan to sell it for? If anyone asks, I can tell them." After thinking for a while, Ran's father asked again.
"Well, I don't know much about this. Lao Ran, you have been here in the capital. How much do you think it can be sold for?" Han Fusheng just wanted to sell it. He really didn't know how much it could be sold for.
"Hmm..." Ran's father pondered, as if he was thinking about whether there were any examples for reference.
Sure enough, after a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "Xiao Han, I remember that your house must be three or four inches in size, right?"
"Well, it's more than four cents of land. It's four feet wide and more than seven feet long."
"Oh, Professor Zhu from our school bought a yard last year, which is about the same size as yours. I remember it cost more than 800. But the house in his yard was well kept."
"Oh, then I can't do this, my house can't do it, it's badly damaged. If you want to live in it, it needs to be repaired." Han Fusheng said.
"Then I think we can't lose five hundred yuan. It's such a big place. It would be great if it could be sold for five hundred yuan. We can buy a similar yard in Shanghai." Han Fusheng's lover interjected
road.
She kept holding the baby while feeding her, but also listened to the conversation.
The child is more than a week old and can eat some food. Recently, he is very interested in flavorful things.
"Haha, look, who wouldn't want to sell it for more money? It depends on whether anyone will buy it." Han Fusheng said to his wife.
Hearing this, Zhao Ye was already ready to make a move. He was tempted when he heard it was an independent courtyard.
It is a trivial matter that the house is broken down. Just repair it and it will be fine.
"Uncle Han, do you really want to sell your house?" Zhao Ye asked.
"That's what I'm saying. I don't really know why I'm telling you this."
"Then Uncle Han, sell it to me!" Zhao Ye said with determination.
In one sentence, everyone was stunned.
"Yezi, don't you have a house to live in? If you don't have a place to live, then come to my house." Ran's mother asked.
"No, teacher, I have a house to live in. My uncle bought a house in a large courtyard." Zhao Ye replied.
"Oh, that's it." Ran's mother stopped asking.
Although she has never lived in a large courtyard, she has heard of and seen many of them.
"Yezi, if you need it, just use it. This way I don't have to sell it, and it saves me the trouble." Han Fusheng said happily.
"Uncle Han, I just heard from my aunt that you don't have a place to live there. I can't ask for it for nothing. Don't worry, I have money." Zhao Ye said quickly.
"If you have money, save your money and save it for marrying a wife in the future. Besides, you still have to go to school, so there will be many places to use your money in the future." Han Fusheng couldn't help but reject Zhao Ye.
If he took money from Zhao Ye, he would have a hard time with his conscience. Besides, where did he get the money as a student? It wasn't his family's pension! He couldn't take this money. If he took it, would he still be a human being?
"Uncle Han, I'm really rich. Besides, if you don't want my money, you can't buy a house there, so I won't want this house. I can't let you and your aunt go to Shanghai and have nowhere to live."
?Then what have I become?" Zhao Ye did not give in.
"Xiao Ye, listen to your uncle. If you want to use this house, just go and use it. Don't worry about us. Our unit over there can also allocate houses. Don't worry about this." Aunt Han also refused.
"Uncle, aunt, I can't buy this house. You'd better ask Uncle Ran to help you sell it to someone else. I can't take advantage of you. Really, how can I be a human being?" Zhao Ye thought about it,
In the end, he refused. After all, he is also my father’s comrade-in-arms. How could he occupy other people’s houses for nothing and make them unable to buy a house?
"No, you have to have this house! You don't have to give me the money." Han Fusheng said forcefully. Seeing that Zhao Ye was about to speak, he interrupted Zhao Ye and said: "Yezi, what is the relationship between me and your father?
Those are brothers of life and death! If I take your pension, I might as well kill myself. How can I see my comrades in the future?"
Zhao Ye finally understood the crux of the problem. It turned out that Uncle Han thought his money was a pension, so that would be easy to handle!
Zhao Ye didn't say anything, but stood up and took something out of his pocket. Using the cover of his trouser pocket, he took out the letter and remittance slip he received yesterday from the space.
Put these on the table and motioned for Dad Ran and Uncle Han to take a look.
The two people didn't know why, so they both picked up the things on the table and looked at them.
At first glance, I was shocked. I didn’t realize that this little guy is also a writer!
Don't look at the previous royalties, just this one is enough to buy his yard.
"Uncle Han, Uncle Ran, what you see is my manuscript fee for this issue. There are two other times before. Sister Qiuye should have heard of it. Teacher Ran probably knows it too."
"Well, it is true. Many people in the school know that Yezi's article was published." Ran's mother spoke up to prove it.
"This is not an ordinary article, this is a novel. Look at this letter." Ran's father said to Ran's mother.
Ran's mother and Aunt Han both picked it up curiously and were surprised. Ran's mother said: "I thought you published an article and got a few dollars in royalties! I really didn't expect that at your age
You can write excellent long-form works. I think you can go to the literature department and become a great writer in the future and create more works!"
Both Ran's mother and Aunt Han were pleasantly surprised by Zhao Ye's results. The figure of the manuscript fee did not make them care much, but it became a direct proof of Zhao Ye's excellence.
A large amount of royalties is the best proof of excellence! This proves that the more you print, the more popular it becomes.
"Oh! That book "The Light of the Righteous Path" was written by your boy! It cost me twenty-five cents to buy this book! Hahahahaha" Han Fusheng was also happy for this child's achievements.
"Uncle Han, you still like to read this kind of books. I have sample books of these books, which were sent to me by the publisher. I will send them to you for correction later!"
Zhao Ye said quickly.
"Okay, okay, hey... This gift is great, I like it! I'll take it back and let those people read it. They wrote a piece of tofu and showed it off to me. Look at my nephew, he has published so many novels. They are also full-length.
"I'm so jealous of them! Hahahaha" Han Fusheng was so happy when he heard Zhao Ye's gift.
They have no children, whether they were in the army before or in the work unit now. They have been envious, jealous and resentful of others showing off their children's achievements for a long time. But when he returned home, he could not say that his wife had been in a Kuomintang prison before and had lost her fertility.
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Therefore, he is extra careful at home and does not dare to say a word about his children. He is just afraid that his wife will think too much.
However, the surprise this nephew brought him was so great that he felt a little carried away for a while.