A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 925 Dongshan Province Closes Ground Training

"Chairman Lin, these are all treasures of our Palace Museum! Since I started working at the Palace Museum in 85, I can say with absolute certainty that not a single cultural relic has been shipped out, not even a small stool."

So I won't ask you where these royal furniture pieces came from, but Chairman Lin, these are our country's treasures, a testament to Chinese civilization. You, you can..."

Lin Sanqi was really annoyed now:
"Mr. Feng!"

“I respect you as an elder and trust your character, which is why I brought you to this underground vault.”

And yet, you've taken a fancy to my sedan chair, and now you've set your sights on these tables, chairs, and benches.

What? Must good things be kept in your museum's hands? Can't I keep them privately?
To be honest, I don't trust you guys either. What if the artifacts end up in your hands and you switch them out? Who will I complain to then?

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingxian was speechless again, after all, he had also heard the legend of "one piece of the Forbidden City, one piece of mine".

To put it bluntly, he had heard plenty of stories about the filth and corruption within the cultural relics circle. To put it simply, the level of filth in the cultural relics circle was not much better than that in the entertainment industry.

Thinking this through, Feng Xingxian knew he couldn't persuade them anymore. These wealthy people weren't so easily fooled. They thought they could just take away 500 yuan plus a certificate?
"Chairman Lin, don't be angry. It was just an old man's suggestion. Alright, let's not talk about those things anymore. Let's talk about this Wan Gong sedan chair."

Lin Sanqi didn't want to fall out with the people at the Palace Museum, after all, these cultural relics did come from the Palace Museum, and there was still a connection between them after 64 years.

"Old Feng, let's get straight to the point. You can only take the sedan chair and ceremonial guard once my courtyard house is sold."

As for other Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, don't even think about it. This isn't a small matter of tens of thousands of yuan; any one piece is worth tens of millions. I treasure them myself, and I'm not going to donate them for nothing.

Feng Xingxian sighed heavily upon hearing this, stroking the royal furniture with his hands, his mouth full of bitterness.

The next day, Lin Sanqi and his secretary Zhu Xinyue flew to the capital.

Yin Lianyi didn't go. As the finance director, she had been away on her wedding leave for a month and was overwhelmed with work.

Pudu Temple Front Alley.

A group of seven people, including several staff members from the Palace Museum's logistics department and labor union, along with Feng Xingxian, brought Lin Sanqi to see the courtyard house.

As Yang Huahua, the deputy director of the logistics department, unlocked the door, she explained:

"Originally, the entire Pudu Temple area consisted of buildings belonging to our Forbidden City. Later, one by one, they were bought up by others, and now only two or three remain in our hands."

This specially approved courtyard house is a three-courtyard house, with an area of ​​approximately 1000 square meters. Chairman Lin, don't be fooled by the astronomical price of 10 billion; in such a prime location, most people simply can't afford it.

Lin Sanqi knew that the people of the capital were relatively poor and talkative, so he just smiled and nodded.

The door opened, and everyone went inside.

Lin Sanqi was practically a "Beijing local" himself, and just by looking at the front yard, he knew that this courtyard house wasn't a standard one.

Ordinary families would have their courtyards at the southeast corner of the Ruyi Gate. Turning left inside would lead to the outer courtyard, and passing through the hanging flower gate would lead to the front courtyard. However, this particular courtyard house did not have a hanging flower gate.

If it were an official's family, the main gate would be in the middle, and it would usually have three or even five bays in width. But here there is only one bay, and the gate is relatively small.

Lin Sanqi guessed that this courtyard was originally one of the courtyards of a large family, which was later divided up, or it was split up after liberation, and a gate was temporarily opened.

Fortunately, it didn't become a large tenement. A courtyard like the Gege Mansion, which houses dozens of families, wouldn't be worth Lin Sanqi no matter how cheap it was.

The law stipulates that homeowners cannot evict tenants, even if they have a property ownership certificate.

Vice Minister Yang led Lin Sanqi inside:
"This courtyard used to be our union activity center. Our Palace Museum has its own ancient architecture team, so the buildings are very well preserved. What needed to be repaired has been repaired, and what needed to be patched has been patched."

"Of course, what was originally office space, like the back shed in the backyard, has been converted into a second-floor unit. So if Chairman Lin wants it to be converted into a residence, it will still need to be renovated. For example, the bathroom and kitchen will need to be newly built."

Lin Sanqi looked around and had a better understanding of the situation.

The courtyard house isn't particularly special; it's neither exceptionally beautiful nor particularly bad—just ordinary. But isn't the location the main reason to buy this house?

"Minister Yang, is it permissible to renovate it ourselves?"

Almost all the courtyard houses in Beijing are related to cultural relics protection units, especially the core courtyard houses within the first ring road. Generally, they can only be repaired and patched up, and cannot be greatly changed.

Yang Huahua smiled and said:
"Don't worry, this courtyard is not a protected cultural relic. In fact, you may not believe it, Mr. Lin, but most of the courtyards in this area are newly built and not original, so there are no restrictions on renovation."

Lin Sanqi breathed a sigh of relief, but then discovered another problem.

"Minister Yang, this courtyard is alright, but parking seems inconvenient. I see the alleyway in front of the gate is full of cars."

The two most troublesome aspects of courtyard houses are the toilets. This problem was solved after the 08 Olympics when the drainage pipes were re-laid.

Another problem is the difficulty of parking. The alley entrance is so narrow that if you park a car on the side of the road, it can almost block half of the road.

In some slightly wider alleys, if one car stops, other cars have to drive carefully, which not only tests the driver's skills but also often results in them being bumped or knocked over.

Therefore, although courtyard houses are nice and expensive, ordinary wealthy people are not willing to buy them and would rather buy Diaoyutai No. 7 Courtyard.

Minister Yang smiled and pointed to the southwest corner of the courtyard, saying:
"Chairman Lin, don't worry. Parking is a key area that we must prioritize right now. Look at this rear building, we can design it into two parking spaces so cars can drive right in."

Another unique feature of our courtyard houses is that they have basements. There's a large parking lot beneath all the courtyard houses in this area; the entrance is near courtyard number 66, just turn in from Nanchizi Street.

Lin Sanqi nodded, thinking to himself that poverty had indeed limited his imagination.

At this moment, Feng Xingxian pointed to the northwest and laughed:

"Mr. Lin, look, from here you can see the corner tower of the Forbidden City. Inviting a few friends to sit and chat in the courtyard is a great pleasure in life."

Lin Sanqi sighed:
"It's so good to be rich. For rich people, it's called living; for poor people, it's called surviving."

The group then toured the entire three-courtyard complex, inside and out.

The next day, Lin Sanqi and the Palace Museum officially signed the transfer contract, and 10 billion yuan in cash was transferred to the Palace Museum. The owner of the courtyard house in front of Pudu Temple Lane was changed to Lin Sanqi.

As for whether Lin Sanqi can keep the courtyard house under control in the future, that depends on his own abilities.

With this courtyard house, Lin Sanqi gained a certain reputation and capital in high society. In the future, he could boast that he owned a courtyard house near the Forbidden City, which would make him very proud.

After signing the purchase contract, Lin Sanqi signed a second renovation contract with the Palace Museum.

Lin Sanqi hired the Palace Museum's ancient architecture team to carry out a comprehensive renovation of the courtyard house, preserving its traditional appearance while adopting modern decoration for the interior.

In terms of ancient architecture, if the Forbidden City is second, no one dares to claim first.

If it weren't for Lin Sanqi's astronomical 10 billion yuan offer of face, the Palace Museum's ancient architecture team wouldn't have easily agreed to do renovations for a private individual.

Emerging from the Palace Museum, Lin Sanqi was in a pleasant mood and said to Zhu Xinyue:
"Let's go, it's my treat today, let's go eat roast duck."

Zhu Xinyue nodded obediently, thinking to herself, why not go to a bar? Getting drunk would be fine...

Just then, Lin Sanqi's phone rang. Looking down, he saw that it was Song Taichu calling.

"Hey, Brother Song, you're at my company? Oh, what a coincidence, I'm in Beijing right now."

Section Chief Song was displeased upon hearing this: "Hey kid, didn't you just get back from Europe? How come you're off to Beijing again just a day later? You're really good at making moves."

Lin Sanqi chuckled:
“I bought a courtyard house on Nanchizi Street, west of Pudu Temple. How about it? You’re welcome to come to my home in Beijing for a get-together this Chinese New Year.”

Section Chief Song is from Beijing, and his grandfather climbed snow-capped mountains.

"Hey, then we're practically neighbors. My house is in Sanyanjing Hutong, east of Jingshan Park, less than 2 kilometers from your yard. You can walk there."

Lin Sanqi was also amused, thinking to himself that his other home was in Dongmianhua Hutong, which was closer to Sanyanjing Hutong.

"By the way, Brother Song, what brings you here?"

"You little rascal, didn't you ask me to find you an oil refinery when you got married? Well, I went through all sorts of hardships, traveling all over the country, and finally found a seller for you. It wasn't easy for me, you know?"

Lin Sanqi asked, "Which place?"

"Dongshan Province".

"Dongshan Province?"

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that he really had a connection with this place. The mountain cats and cephalosporin raw materials were all purchased from Dongshan Province, and now he was stuck with the oil refinery.

However, in Lin Sanqi's mind, Dongshan Province did not seem to be a traditional major oil refining region.

Zhu Xinyue was very quick-witted. As soon as Lin Sanqi mentioned the Dongshan Province Oil Refinery, she immediately opened her tablet computer to search for relevant information and then showed it to her boss.

Lin Sanqi glanced at it and immediately realized:

"Brother Song, you're not trying to find me a seller, you're treating me like a garbage collector. I've seen the news; Dongshan Province is going to shut down all oil refineries with an annual capacity of less than 200 million tons, and then you come to me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Taichu felt a little embarrassed and chuckled twice.

(End of this chapter)