Dong Si Er Tiao, Fu Zuo's house.
Old Man Fu looked at the things Lin Sanqi moved from the car and smiled so hard that his eyes turned into slits.
"Why is this so embarrassing? It's such a big piece of fat meat. I haven't eaten meat for a long time. Oh, this is fine flour. With this, our family can have dumplings during the Chinese New Year."
Lin Sanqi chuckled and held out another large sack:
"Here, old man, there are 50 kilograms of cotton here. This is cotton cloth. You have a large family, so you can make a few new clothes. You have to celebrate the New Year."
Suddenly, Mr. Fu looked at the New Year’s goods in the yard and stood there wiping tears:
"Brother Lin, I really thank you. After so many years, it has not been easy for us old people in the previous dynasty. At the beginning, our family was full of people. Now you see, there are only a few people. You are the only one who still remembers me, an old man."< br>
Lin Sanqi thought to herself, where are we now? Your hard days are still to come.
In fact, Lin Sanqi liked Old Man Fu quite a lot. He asked that although Fu Zuo was a noble from the former Qing Dynasty, he had never done anything to bully men and dominate women.
Later, when the Japs occupied North China, he also resolutely refused to cooperate with the Japs, which was much better than his emperor brother.
After liberation, I only played music, chess, calligraphy and painting at home. If I didn't eat or drink, I would go to the black market at most. Unlike those shabby nobles in the former Qing Dynasty, I had never done any scandals such as cheating, cheating, eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. very good.
For example, Lin Sanqi went on a business trip to three provinces in South China. If it weren't for the car provided by Old Man Fu, his transportation would have been a big problem. What's more, the old man also gave him a Qianlong personal jade ring.
Due to the old man's generosity, Lin Sanqi was willing to make him a friend, and would also be willing to help him when he was in trouble in the future.
If he had not been helped by then, it is estimated that the death date on the tombstone would not have been more than the year of Qilu.
"Old man, who among us is following whom? Don't be polite. I happen to have the ability and I will definitely not forget you. But you have to keep this matter a secret, not even to your family."
Old Man Fu nodded firmly and agreed:
"Don't worry, Brother Lin. I know all these precious supplies and I won't tell them even to death. You put these things in the garage and hide them. I will take them out later. Now go to my house for a drink of water."
Lin Sanqi had nothing to do, and was also planning to visit and see what an authentic royal palace was like.
Fu Zuo's house is a large house with five entrances, with east and west courtyards on the left and right. It is very large in scale, decorated with dragon carvings, and beautifully decorated.
The only drawback is that in addition to the middle courtyard being cleaned, the east and west courtyards are overgrown with weeds, like an abandoned house.
Old Man Fu is an optimistic person and introduced with a smile:
"Back then, our family had more than 200 servants, which was a bustle. Now that the new society does not allow hiring workers, all the original servants have been sent back to their hometowns. We can't do sanitation at all with our own family."
Lin Sanqi wanted to say something in her heart at this time, if your family doesn't live here, can you sell me a cross-housing unit?
Later, I had to bear it. Mr. Fu's main hospital and the cross-housing are connected together. In a few years, they will definitely be arranged in a unified way, such as establishing government agencies, schools, etc.
Even if Mr. Fu is willing to sell one of the yards now, it will probably be confiscated by then, and the investment will be in vain.
The two of them walked through the screen wall in the front yard and came to the main house. The roof was still green glazed tiles. The living room in the main house is very large, with two rooms on the left and right.
Lin Sanqi had to sigh, the wealthy families in ancient times were really wealthy, and they couldn't compare with the Xiguan House in Huadu.
The living room was large and empty, and it was extremely cold because there was no heating equipment. Lin Sanqi was introduced to Mr. Fu's study.
"Brother Lin, come on, have a cup of hot water. It turns out that this is the heating pavilion and the walls are warm. Now we can't get coal, so we have to use the stove to keep warm. You'll have to make do with it."
Lin Sanqi looked at the paintings and calligraphy in the study room and sighed again:
"Old man, you are so elegant."
Mr. Fu chuckled and said proudly:
"Many of them are calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, and some are calligraphy works by our ancestors. Look at this picture of a standing horse, which was painted by Master Xianfeng himself. Of course, there are some paintings on it that were painted by me myself, and they are not very good. It makes people laugh.”
"Does this mean that the painting is not good? Just these calligraphy and paintings will become perfect antiques in a few decades, and tens of thousands of people will be rushing to collect them."
"Hahaha, where can there be..."
Lin Sanqi looked around and found that there were many antiques in the study room alone. Those that appeared in the prince's house were definitely not ordinary. If he could get them, he would definitely make a fortune.
But I also thought that it was a pity that this book was a fake medical text and was not for antique business. If it were an antique novel, the protagonist would also have made a fortune.
But these antique calligraphy and paintings probably won’t belong to the old man anymore. The two chatted for a while, and Lin Sanqi was ready to leave.
There are also a large group of uncles and uncles in the hospital waiting for him to come to deliver gifts. He has to run from house to house and is very busy.
"Old man, I'll leave now and see you next time."
"Yeah, I have to leave. Stay and have dinner before leaving."
Old Man Fu had obviously been lonely for a long time. It was rare for him to have someone to talk to, and he was particularly reluctant to leave Lin Sanqi.
"What are you going to eat? If you go to someone's house to eat these days, you won't be scolded for not knowing etiquette. Haha, just kidding. If you have any difficulties in the future, come to me at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. If you can help me, I will definitely help."
Mr. Fu became familiar with Lin Sanqi and knew each other's workplace. Neither party wanted to hide anything.
"Oh, by the way, little brother Lin, wait a minute. Last time, didn't you ask me to properly dispose of some property? Then I thought about it. Having too many houses is not a good thing."
Lin Sanqi was a little confused, but Mr. Fu took out two documents from the drawer:
"This is the land deed, and the other is the house deed. This is my family's house in East Mianmian Hutong. It has only two entrances. It was used by my father to support his family. Don't dislike it. You give me cotton for winter, and I Giving you a house in Mianmian Hutong to live in is a good story, haha.”
Lin Sanqi was confused, thinking that she had fallen into a trap?
Were the wealthy people from the previous dynasty so wealthy? Give away a house as a gift? Or from East Mianmian Hutong.
Of course Lin Sanqi knew about East Mianmian Hutong. The Central Academy of Drama was right there. It was a place full of beauties and luxury cars on weekends. It was a well-established city center and later became a famous scenic spot in the Nanluoguxiang area.
It's just across a big road from Kuanjie Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
"Old man, are you not confused? This house just gives it away as promised? At least you can set a price and I will just buy it. How can I dare to accept it if you give it to me?"
There are a lot of news like this on TV. An old man gives his house to a nanny or a fruit beach owner without the consent of the family, and then his children or relatives will file a lawsuit with you to get the house back. It's very annoying.
Old Man Fu smiled and said with a lonely face:
"Don't worry, my family has many houses. I'm not just giving them away to you. I've given them away to all the other houses. Even the Prince's Mansion has given them away when I have the chance. I'll listen to you and won't keep them. Our backer is gone. It's a disaster to stay.
Brother Lin, we two brothers are not lying. I know that you are a capable person and have a serious employer. If I give you this house, you can keep it and you will not give others an advantage. Also, I have a favor to ask of you, brother. ”
Lin Sanqi saw that the old man was serious, so she also became serious:
"You say!"
"Actually, it's not a big deal. If one day I beg to be your disciple, you can reward me with a meal and lend me some clothes. You are a person who values friendship, so I will invest in you in advance."< br>
"No, no, no, your old hands have never been stained with the blood of the people. As long as you give up your wealth, you will definitely be safe in the future."
Old Man Fu smiled bitterly:
"Brother Lin, look at what book is on that wall? A Twenty-Four Histories, all of which are about cannibalism. When the Qin Dynasty fell, how many of the First Emperor's family survived? When the Han Dynasty died, how many of them survived? Even if the young emperor is killed, how many members of the clan will be spared?
Not to mention the Tang Dynasty, the clan was cut off one after another by their own people, and finally Huang Chao took the blame. The Song Dynasty was even worse. After the fall of the country, the clan was all captured, killed and humiliated, and even the imperial tombs were dug up. No bones remain.
Let’s not talk about it far away, let’s just say it was the clan of the Ming Dynasty. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, many died in the peasant army. In fact, more of them were killed by our Qing Dynasty to avoid future troubles. The Third Prince Zhu hid among the people until he was 75 years old, and was found and chopped by Emperor Kangxi.
Look at me, my surname is Aixinjueluo, my hands are clean, but my ancestors are not clean, stained with so much Han blood. Now that the Qing Dynasty has fallen, the preferential treatment clauses for the clan have also been invalidated, and I am also afraid..."
Lin Sanqi scratched his head and thought, what should I do? It seems to be a matter of course that the debts owed by ancestors should be repaid by descendants.
But you still need to be comforted:
"Old man, don't worry. We are now in a new society. In the new society, people will only be arrested based on evidence. You, the old man, are just an idle prince who plays around with birds and dogs, so it is not impossible."
Mr. Fu sighed heavily: "I hope so. Anyway, I always have a bad feeling."
Lin Sanqi said cautiously: "Actually, have you ever thought about selling your property and taking your family overseas? Or it could be closer to Xiangjiang."
Mr. Fu stared:
"That won't work. I'm a Chinese. What's the point of going abroad to be a second-class person? I'm an old man. I still want to be buried in my ancestral graves and stay with my mother-in-law. I won't go anywhere. .”
Yes, the old man is quite stubborn, so there is nothing we can do about it.
"Okay, old man, don't worry. I will never starve you if you have something to eat from me. This is my promise to you!" (End of Chapter)