On October 1st, Zhang Zhong and his family went to Yanjing.
This time, they did not stay in a hotel because Zhang Zhong bought a small apartment in Xishan.
The reason why I bought it in Xishan is because it is relatively close to Wu Ziyun’s home.
The villa Zhang Zhong bought was not outstanding, with a relatively small area and a total price of more than 30 million yuan. It was considered a luxury house, but not a top-tier luxury house.
Nowadays, housing prices are getting more and more expensive. In a place like Yanjing, it seems that even 50 million yuan is not worth it.
The main reason is that Zhang Zhong feels that they don't need to spend too much money on housing, and this house in Yanjing can only be regarded as a villa, and you can't live in it for too long a year, so there is no need to make it too nice.
The villa is fully equipped, and Zhang Zhong and the others did not do much decoration. However, they first built a large studio for Pengpeng. Later, Pengpeng will study painting in Yanjing and have his own place to display his works.
If Pengpeng goes to school in Central America in the future, this villa will also be useful and she can live here in the future.
Originally, Zhang Zhong was going to take Pengpeng and follow Wu Ziyun to Central America today, but He Ruchu found out about the house, and He Ruchu took Liang Xiao and Xu Hai to build Zhang Zhong's new home.
Zhangzhong is a custom in Jiangyang, and Zhang Zhong doesn't know how it came about, but the formal way of making a pile is to stay overnight, so He Ruchu just wanted to come here to celebrate his move.
Of course, according to old customs, a formal housewarming also requires a set of procedures, including choosing a date, and it is impossible to just do it casually.
However, this was not Zhang Zhong's move, so He Ruchu and the others just made a joke, they just wanted to visit Zhang Zhong's new residence.
Since He Ruchu and the others mentioned it, Zhang Zhong simply nodded in agreement, and also called Zhuang Yu, Wang Yi, Liu Yuan, Yu Dongyu, Wang Kewang, Fang Ya and others.
He had been here many times before, but every time it was these old friends who treated him. Now that he has a place to live, it is natural to invite them to his house for a meal.
There is a club in the new community with hotel services. Zhang Zhong originally wanted to get a private room there. But when he heard that there were guests coming, Hu Huifang waved her hand and told her to go to any restaurant. It was not sincere and she could just eat at home.
Moreover, inviting a group of guests over for a meal in the new house can also add to the atmosphere.
Although we don’t live much, we still want to live comfortably.
If the leader of the family talks, the whole family will have to run away.
Jiang Yang and the others had been here many times, but when it came to where to buy groceries, they were all in the dark and couldn't figure out the direction.
In the end, I couldn't find an authentic vegetable market, so I had to go to a large supermarket and buy a bunch of them in large and small bags.
Hu Huifang was quite dissatisfied with the food in the supermarket. After carrying the food to the kitchen, she was still thinking about it, "Although I don't come here often, I still need to make some preparations to make a living. I think we will have to find some time to eat nearby."
I wander around, and the dishes in the supermarket are all beautifully made for you, just to sell them to you at a high price, but the ingredients are still not good. Take these crucian carps for example, I don’t understand the wild crucian carp written on the listing at all.
It looks like a wild carp. How can any wild crucian carp have such a short tail and such a fat body? Besides, this chicken..."
Zhang Zhong was not very proficient in these things, so he could only turn into a nodding machine beside him.
"Well, yes, that's right, that's it, for sure."
This is a set of experiential words that Zhang Zhong has summarized over a long period of time. If you can learn and use these words vividly, you can become a qualified nodding machine. To put it nicely, you are a listener.
Of course, not everyone is willing to be a nodding machine. Zhang Xingjun was playing the opposite tune, "Just be content. It would be nice to be able to buy these dishes. This is not Jiangyang, and we are not familiar with it. My son said he wanted to go to a business in the community."
The purpose of setting up a table in the club is not to make you feel more relaxed, but to make it your own fault..."
Before the counter-melody was finished, Hu Huifang said with a look of disgust, "Go, go, don't get in the way."
Zhang Xingjun shrugged his shoulders, put down the dishes in his hands, wandered to the living room and sat down with his hands behind his back.
Looking at his father's back, Zhang Zhong couldn't help but sigh, the old man didn't want to be a nod, he simply didn't want to choose dishes with them here.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, guests started arriving one after another.
Zhang Zhong emphasized repeatedly before that today was just a casual meal, but they still came over with gifts one by one.
Especially Wang Kewang, others brought either wine, tea, or some gadgets, but he brought the most things, including a lot of tobacco, wine, tea, and fruits.
When he opened the door for Wang Kewang, he looked at what he was carrying in both hands. Zhang Zhong curled his lips and said, "You are the last person to bring anything. What else did I bring to the old man's place before?"
"No one will bring anything when we go to the old man's place. This is the rule set by the old man. You are not old enough to make this rule yet. Besides, these things are not brought to you, but to your father, mother and Peng Peng.
"Wang Kewang put the thing into Zhang Zhong's hand, "My arm hurts even if I don't catch it."
Zhang Zhong could only accept the gift helplessly, and then took the fruit Wang Kewang brought to the kitchen to wash.
It doesn't matter if you can put away things like tobacco, wine, and tea, but not fruits. After they leave in a few days, the fruits will have to be thrown away.
A small pavilion was built on the side of the villa, and there was a landscape pool next to it. Zhang Zhong invited the guests under the pavilion.
Looking at Zhang Zhong's villa, Yu Dongyu said with a smile, "Now I can finally feel that you are a rich man."
"This house is not expensive. Which of you can't afford it?" Zhang Zhong said.
"I can't afford it." Xu Hai raised his hand.
"I can't afford it either." Liang Xiao also raised his hand.
"Don't cry because you are poor. If you sell more calligraphy and paintings, wouldn't you have this house?" Yu Dongyu teased.
Xu Hai took a sip from his pipe and said, "Brother Xanthium, although we all rely on writing, we are different from you. As long as the quality is guaranteed, the more your works, the better. But we can't. No matter how good we write, we can't draw.
No matter how good you are, the more works you write, the more your value will drop. Besides, one of your books can be sold to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people, but our works can only be sold to one person, which is inefficient."
Although they are both at the top of the industry, painters do not earn as much as writers. This is not just the reason Xu Hai said, but the most important thing is that no matter how high things like calligraphy and painting are speculated, in the end most of the profits will be taken by collectors.
Already.
And there is another point that no one is willing to say, that is, as long as the painter is alive, his paintings cannot be sold for too high a price.
Of course, this phenomenon of "taking advantage of the dead" also exists in other walks of life, but this situation is the most serious in the art world. And the most deformed thing is that the sooner the artist dies, the better, and it is best to die young.
It is better to die of old age than to suffer from a terminal illness, and it is better to commit suicide than to suffer from a terminal illness.
For artists like Xu Hai and Liang Xiao who live a good life and don't have any special gossip, it is naturally difficult for their works to be sold at high prices.
It is not good for a bunch of cultural people to talk about money all the time. He Ruchu changed the subject and asked Zhang Zhong, "I saw in the news that Liang Yanqiu went to teach in your middle school?"
"Well, that's what happened." Zhang nodded and said.
Fang Ya sighed, "Before, our school specially asked him to return to Yanjing Normal University to teach, but he didn't agree. I didn't expect that less than two years later, you could invite him to Shizhong College."
Liu Yuanbang said, "What you said means that Shizhong College is not as good as your Yanjing Normal University?"
"I didn't say that." Fang Ya rolled his eyes, "It's just that Yanjing Normal University is his alma mater, and he has feelings after all. And when he goes back to teach, it can be regarded as a return in glory."
"It's possible that I left some bad memories at Yenching Normal University, and I'm afraid that I'll be hurt by what I saw when I went back."
"If I don't tell you, I'm talking nonsense." Fang Ya waved his hand.
"Hahaha." Liu Yuan laughed three times in a row, "Teacher Wan, the fact is that Liang Yanqiu rejected Yanjing Normal University and accepted the invitation from Shizhong College."
Fang Ya said he would not talk to Liu Yuan, so he folded his arms and ignored him with his head held high.
Although he knew that they liked to bicker together, Zhang Zhong, as the master, still intervened, "I also took advantage of the loophole. Teacher Liang probably had a desire to teach in the past two years, and I fell in love with him. I have always been lucky.
Very good, otherwise I wouldn’t have made friends like you.”
However, Zhang Zhong did not expect that Zhang Zhong's argument did not lead to the point, but instead brought up a new argument.
Fang Ya crossed his arms and said, "You are not always lucky, there are times when you are unlucky."
His eyes turned to Liu Yuan as he spoke, and the meaning was self-evident. It was not good luck for Zhang Zhong to meet Liu Yuan, and he was not a kind person.
Liu Yuan naturally did not want to suffer a loss and retorted, "Teacher Wan is somewhat self-aware."
Zhuang Yu couldn't stand it anymore and said to the two of them, "Why are you two acting like children? You are making people laugh."
Wang Yi also smiled and changed the subject, "How about I tell you an interesting story."
After hearing that Wang Yi had something interesting to say, several other people, including Fang Ya and Liu Yuan, turned their attention to Wang Yi.
"What's the fun?"
"I've also heard about this. There is a county in my hometown of Bashu called Lingluo County. Have you heard of it?"
Some people shook their heads, others nodded, Zhang Zhong asked with a smile, "But that Lingluo County, the Lingluo County where there is no food?"
"Exactly." Wang Yi nodded.
Zhang Zhong asked this, and several other people who were unfamiliar with the name of Lingluo County also remembered it.
In ancient times, there were many people raising silkworms in this place, and there was a period of prosperity in this place. However, due to various reasons, there was a shortage of food in the place, and Lingluo silk and satin could not be sold. As a result, Lingluo silk and satin were not available for food.
stage historical phenomenon.
"What's interesting about this place?" Zhuang Yu asked.
Wang Yi said: "I don't know which cadre got the idea and started an activity of sending books to the countryside. The activity was so popular that as a pilot county, Lingluo County sent books to every village under its jurisdiction.
A large number of books. It is said that the average number of books distributed to each villager is six."
Liu Yuan wrinkled his eyebrows, "If you don't tell whether the original intention is good or bad in advance, this will definitely end in vain."
"Well, that's right. As you can imagine, the books in the hands of the villagers were soon taken away by second-hand booksellers. Later, some netizens saw a large number of books with the seal of the cultural center on the second-hand book trading platform.
This matter was brought to light. Later I heard that a group of cadres had been affected and several village chiefs and secretaries were dismissed." Wang Yi said.
Liu Yuan sneered and said, "Why remove the village chief and secretary? If you want to remove him, you should remove the person who made the decision. It's really inappropriate for such a person to waste public funds."
Zhang nodded, agreeing more with Liu Yuan's point of view.
Anyone here can imagine what the results of this kind of activity of sending books to the countryside will be like.
Nowadays, most of the people left in the countryside are low-educated and older people. In slightly more remote places, the entire village may be illiterate.
Sending books to a place like this is like sending candles to a blind person, a completely useless task.
Can everyone here think of it, but the person who makes the decision can’t think of it?
But people still made this decision.
for what?
Just to save face.
It sounds nice to say it out loud, send books to the countryside, popularize cultural knowledge, and consolidate education at the bottom.
"This is not an interesting thing." Zhuang Yu shook his head, "Eradicating illiteracy and popularizing education are very important things, but it is being used by some thoughtful people to make a fuss and do face-saving projects. It doesn't sound interesting."
Fang Ya also nodded in agreement, "Yes, I have worked at the grassroots level and worked as a support teacher, so I need to know more about the situation. Even now that the country is getting stronger and the education system is getting better and better, there is still a very lack of books in rural primary and secondary schools.
Many school libraries are just furnished, and the students have no one to guide them, so their extracurricular reading is pitiful. If this so-called sending books to the countryside can be delivered to these students who need books, I think
The situation is much better.”
"Putting aside all this, even if you want the villagers to read more books, you should consider the actual situation. Many villagers don't even know a few words, and it is useless to throw a bunch of domestic and foreign classics at them. I really want the smell of books everywhere,
We also need to carry out systematic literacy first." Liu Yuan said.
"It is still a luxury to hope that the countryside will be filled with books. I think instead of sending books to the countryside, let the city people start reading first. The city people think that the country people are not educated and want to study. In fact, now the city
There are also very few books that people here read. The situation has improved a lot in the past two years, but it is still not a time to relax. Young people, who were originally the main force in reading, need more attention." Wang Kewang said.
He Ruchu looked at Zhang Zhong with a smile, "You have the most say here. Haven't you donated to a lot of schools in the past two years? It should be quite effective, right?"
Zhang Zhong shook his head in shame, "I'm a little embarrassed to talk about this. I just wanted to donate money, but I never went to see it. I don't know the specific situation. Maybe there will be situations like the ones you just mentioned.
Appear."
"Being able to donate money is already a great charity, so you don't have to be too harsh on yourself." Zhuang Yu comforted him with a smile.
Zhang Zhong smiled and shook his head. After chatting with them for a while, he did have the idea of going to those schools.