Chapter 65: The renovation of the waterside pavilion begins

Lin Sanqi went back to Hyundai and bought a lot of cement. When he rushed to the back garden, the construction team had already arrived.

A lot of blue bricks and wood were piled up in the weed-covered garden.

Section Chief Quan and Old Xu were sitting in the shade chatting. When they saw Lin Sanqi pulling in a small cart of cement, they both felt happy.

"Xiao Qi, you're here! Great! We've been waiting for you, the master, to arrive and start the work. Hey, is this cement? I've never seen this wheelbarrow before."

The cart was brought from the modern era by Lin Sanqi. It is a common flatbed cart that is usually used to pull rice in the Lin family rice shop. It is very practical.

"Uncle Quan, Old Xu, you're here so early, haha."

Lin Sanqi greeted the two men and found that there were six workers behind them preparing tools. When they saw their boss coming, they all stood up nervously.

It took 7 masons to renovate a small water pavilion, which obviously meant that the project was to be completed quickly, which made Lin Sanqi very satisfied.

Old Xu, like the other bricklayers, was shirtless and asked with a smile:

"Comrade Lin, how do you say we should tear it down and rebuild it? Is the roof traditional or platform?"

Lin Sanqi quickly shook his head. "Old Xu, the plan I proposed yesterday won't work. My dad said that building a new house would attract too much hatred. He told me to keep the waterside pavilion as it is and then do something with the interior."

The section chief beside him laughed:

"That's right. Your father is really experienced. I couldn't say anything yesterday. Building a new house is not only likely to arouse jealousy, but what if the new house is too comfortable and attracts the attention of other leaders in our hospital? Will you give it up then? After all, it's a public house."

In theory, anyone can live in public housing.

Lin Sanqi also accepted it humbly: "Uncle Quan is right, I was too frivolous yesterday."

Old Xu doesn't care, it will be built anyway:

"Alright, we already have the craftsmen and the building materials. Comrade Lin, just build it however you say. We'll follow your instructions."

Lin Sanqi led everyone into the inner room of the waterside pavilion, pointed around and suggested:

"Don't change the outside of this house, not even the roof. The more broken and tattered it is, the better. Build new walls inside. My dad said it should be at least 37cm thick so it can keep the heat out in the winter. Also, reinforce the roof so the thick snow doesn't bury me."

Old Xu estimated it and said with a smile:

"This renovation is simple. I just need to build thick walls inside the house, which will make the interior area much smaller. As for the roof, I'll give you a ceiling and make sure it's clean."

Lin Sanqi asked again, "Are there any carpenters among these workers?"

Old Xu nodded to himself and said, "I only know carpentry. I can do anything."

"Wow, Comrade Old Xu is really amazing, haha."

After Lin Sanqi finished speaking, he took out a circle of fine metal mesh from the cart:

"Old Xu, when the time comes, in addition to building a glass window for me, you must also build a screen window inside with this kind of wire mesh."

In fact, it is not wire mesh. The professional name is diamond mesh screen. This thing will be very common in a few decades, but it probably doesn’t exist in this era.

The water pavilion is in the back garden, which is overgrown with weeds and has a pond, and is infested with mosquitoes and insects.

If you can't open the windows in the summer, you will suffocate, but if you open the windows, you will be bitten to death by mosquitoes, so screen windows are the best choice.

Old Xu and Section Chief Quan were both surprised when they picked up the diamond mesh screen.

You have to know that in 1958, the country had just experienced a period of great steel production. All metals in every household were used for steelmaking. The cities were still okay, but rural families didn't even have an iron pot.

There is still an earthen kiln standing in the back garden of the Gege Mansion, which is a relic of the Great Steelmaking Movement in the courtyard last year.

As a result, the steel was not produced, but the back garden of the princess's mansion was damaged. Many trees were cut down and the entire environment was destroyed. This is why the back garden of the prince's house is as desolate as Lanruo Temple today.

Wow, this Young Master Lin Sanqi even uses metal to install a screen window. It can only be said that he is very particular.

Behind this attention to detail is an extraordinary network of relationships.

Knowing Lin Sanqi's strength, Old Xu was also unambiguous:

"Okay, Comrade Lin, don't worry about our craftsmanship. We will definitely do it beautifully so that no one outside can find any faults."

Lin Sanqi asked anxiously, "How long will it take to be completed?"

Old Xu didn't think much of it: "It's just a small house of about 30 square meters. It can be completed in 7 days at most. If it's tight, 5 days is also fine."

After hearing this, Lin Sanqi counted out 120 yuan from his pocket:

"Old Xu, I'm leaving the house construction to you. I'll pay the laborers 2 yuan each and you, the contractor, 5 yuan a day. That's seven days' wages, all paid. In addition, I'll give you three white flour buns for lunch every day. I'm not responsible for anything else."

When a house was built in the 1950s, the host had to provide one main meal and two snacks.

But now they can't even get enough to eat, so who has the food to feed the construction workers? Usually they just give them a steamed bun.

Old Xu and several other bricklayers were excited when they heard this.

To put it bluntly, they are farmers from the suburbs of Beijing who earn work points in the village. If they can earn a dozen or twenty yuan by the end of the year, they are considered to be in a good situation.

As a result, Lin Sanqi paid him 14 yuan for 7 days and gave him 3 big steamed buns every day. Such treatment was unmatched anywhere else in the city.

"Okay, okay, Comrade Lin, you are so righteous, so we will not hesitate either. We must work hard. Brothers, why don't you thank Comrade Lin?"

The other six bricklayers hurried up and bowed to Lin Sanqi repeatedly.

Section Chief Quan, who was standing next to him, thought to himself, "This kid really has the potential to be a prodigal. He's already blessed with just one yuan a day, but two yuan plus three steamed buns? Is this asking for heaven?"

As an outsider, he felt sorry for the Lin family and wanted to complain to Doctor Lin Kushen.

Lin Sanqi had also turned around at this time: "Uncle Quan, how much are these building materials? I'll give it to you now."

"Oh, you can give me 300 yuan for the bricks, wood, sand, lime, and so on. But if anyone asks, just say it's a warehouse for the hospital, and don't call it your house."

Lin Sanqi nodded repeatedly: "I understand. If someone asks me in the future, I will just say that I'm just staying in the warehouse temporarily. It's like a haunted house. I don't want to live there, haha."

The unspoken rule in China is that as long as you live there for a long time, the house will be yours.

After the housing reform in the future, the worst that can happen is that you just have to pay a small amount of additional fees.

The main characteristic of contemporary college students is laziness. It would be better to let them sleep in a shabby thatched hut than to let them supervise work at a construction site every day.

So after Lin Sanqi gave the money, he explained some details and then left.

After returning home, Lin Sanqi took out two 50-jin bags of flour from the space.

Just as he was about to push the cart and set off, he thought of Mao Xiaotong's identical face again, and Lin Sanqi took out another piece of pork...

(End of this chapter)