Chapter 150 Three Cars Received and Modified
Old Man Fu parked his bicycle and led Lin Sanqi towards Dongkuayuan. It was dark and there were no street lights.
Lin Sanqi felt a little scared, and thought of the ghosts who died unjustly in the mansions of the ancient wealthy families. He wondered if they would float over in the middle of the night.
When Old Man Fu saw Lin Sanqi's expression, he burst out laughing:
"Boy, you're just a coward? Don't worry, I brought you here just to show you my car. Just look at it!"
After Old Man Fu finished speaking, he pulled the light cord. Lin Sanqi then discovered that the street along Dongkuayuan was designed as a garage. Under the dim light, there were five cars parked quietly there.
Lin Sanqi suddenly realized: "Wow, Master Fu, you really are a great god. You have so many treasures hidden in your home?"
Fu Zuo didn't care, pointing at a few cars and said:
"I don't know much about cars. They used to be taken care of by drivers. This one's called a Cadillac, this one's called a Ford, this one's called a Pontiac—all American brands. I can't drive them either, so they're just sitting there gathering dust."
Fortunately, Lin Sanqi is not a car enthusiast, otherwise he would have to take them all back now. These classic cars are very valuable.
Old Man Fu pointed to a dilapidated jeep in the corner and said:
"That's a Shanghai 58 jeep. It was allocated to me, the private owner, during the public-private partnership. They said it was a bad influence for me to drive an American car and I should drive a domestic one. But this jeep is worse than a rickshaw. It shakes so much that I don't like it."
There are so many cars. Lin, you want to buy one, right? Which one do you like? You can take it."
Lin Sanqi immediately took a fancy to the dilapidated jeep in the corner, but didn't even glance at the cars.
"Uncle Fu, are you really going to sell your car? Haha, then I'm here. I want this jeep, but is it still drivable?"
Old man Fu Zuo was a little strange:
"Hey, you don't want that junky car when you have a nice one? I tell you, this jeep used to take half a month to drive and half a month to repair. I was stranded on the road so many times, it was so frustrating.
If you drive your car out of town and it breaks down on the way and you have nowhere to get it repaired, you'll be left with nothing to turn to."
Lin Sanqi walked around the jeep several times and touched it. It was covered with dust. It was obvious that it had not been driven for several years and it was probably difficult to start.
But Lin Sanqi had a plan in mind. In later generations, there was a kind of car playing called "modification". He also knew that cars were unreliable these days, so he had already decided that he only needed the outer shell of the car, and the interior would be completely modified.
"It's okay, Uncle Fu. Even if you gave me those cars for free, I wouldn't dare drive them on the street. They're too conspicuous. I'll just take this junky jeep."
Old Man Fu was also straightforward: "Okay, if you want a junked car, then junked car. Oh, and you also want a big truck, right? Come on, I have one at home."
Lin Sanqi was amazed when he heard this. In an era when ordinary people couldn't even afford a bicycle, the old man's house was like a car show with all kinds of cars?
Passing through the garage of Dongkuayuan, there was indeed a large truck parked near the wall.
"Nao, this is a Jiefang brand truck. It used to transport goods for our family. Later, my family fell into poverty and this truck had no use. It has been sitting in the corner for so many years. It's a waste. Do you want it? If you want it, take it!"
Lin Sanqi jumped onto the car to take a look, then opened the door and felt it roughly. The exterior of the car was still intact, which was enough.
"Uncle Fu, this truck needs a major overhaul even if it's still usable. Okay, I don't have anywhere else to buy a car anyway, so I'll take this big truck."
Old Man Fu was delighted when he heard this, thinking that if he sold his two broken cars, he might be able to exchange them for something better.
"Lin boy, this, this, cars are really good things nowadays..."
Lin Sanqi quickly interrupted:
"Uncle Fu, you know the situation of your two cars, so there's no need for us to joke around. Just name the amount you want, and I'll eat it if I can. If not, I'll find another way."
Old Man Fu rolled his eyes for a long time before he said embarrassedly:
"Lin, don't blame me. I have so many people to support, and now I'm living off the land. It's too hard. So I don't want money, I just want food.
How about this, you give me a ton of flour, 200 kilograms of pork, and these two cars... Oh no, I'll give you three cars, and you pick out a small car? "
After saying that, Old Man Fu looked at Lin Sanqi pitifully, fearing that the boy would refuse.
2,000 kilograms of flour and 200 kilograms of pork were a huge expense in the special era of 1959.
To put it bluntly, you can exchange dozens of virgins for girls, but now you exchange them for three broken cars?
But for the time traveler Lin Sanqi, it was just a small matter of a few thousand RMB, which was RMB in 2013, but it could solve his big trouble.
Lin Sanqi was already overjoyed in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be embarrassed:
"Uncle Fu, your request is a bit high. Okay, but I have to give you the grain and pork in two installments. I can't get so much at once."
Fu Zuo thought Lin Sanqi would bargain, but he agreed immediately. He was overjoyed.
"No problem, Lin, you are generous, and I can't be petty, right? You can take the car away anytime, and you can give me half of the food first, and you can give me the other half during the New Year."
Lin Sanqi chuckled and said, "It's a deal then."
"A gentleman's word is as good as gold!"
The two parties agreed on a deal, and Lin Sanqi was ready to go home. Before leaving, he looked back at the dark former Qing palace.
"Master Fu, we are close friends regardless of age. If you trust me, tomorrow you can voluntarily hand over your palace to the state and move into a small house instead."
Fu Zuo's brows tightened when he heard this: "Lin boy, what rumors have you heard?"
Lin Sanqi shrugged: "There's no rumor. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not. I'm just giving you a kind reminder."
This made Old Man Fu a little confused. He didn't even know when Lin Sanqi would leave...
The next day, Lin Sanqi asked the head of the logistics department for help and found three drivers and mechanics to come to Old Man Fu's house.
After some inspection, the jeep was still able to drive. The Jiefang brand truck was repaired for half a day and could barely be started after adding gasoline, but the experienced driver judged that it could not drive long distances.
Finally, Lin Sanqi chose a 1939 Cadillac Wood extended edition sedan in black. Old Man Fu himself promised to give him any one of them as a bonus, and he could take it if he wanted.
What's it like driving this car? It's like a spy movie from the Republic of China, except for the female spy Wang Manchun.
A jeep, a car, and a large truck were used to transport Lin Sanqi back to the hospital. There were many people in the unit and some things were difficult to conceal.
Fortunately, the Chinese medicine hospital has several exclusive warehouses at the train station, and the drivers drove all three cars into the warehouse.
After the car entered the warehouse, Lin Sanqi was given 20 kilograms of rice as a reward by a driver.
The drivers deliberately did not choose any employees of our hospital. They were all borrowed by Section Chief Quan from a state-owned auto repair shop. They only care about getting paid and don't care about what's wrong with your car.
Besides, Section Chief Quan hired the driver in the name of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. The driver only knew that it was a public car of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, so how could he know that it was Lin Sanqi's private car?
So he happily left with the white rice.
The only person who knows the inside story is Section Chief Quan.
However, when Section Chief Quan received 100 kilograms of rice and Lin Sanqi's promise to move the car within two days, Section Chief Quan decided to keep the secret to himself and directly handed the warehouse key to Lin Sanqi.
That night, Lin Sanqi passed through the space gate and drove away the three vintage cars, truly doing it without anyone noticing.
The next day, Lin Sanqi borrowed the hospital's truck, which had been used by someone who had died there, and personally delivered 1,000 kilograms of flour and 100 kilograms of pork to Old Man Fu's house...
The vacant land in the warehouse area of Shilou Village in 2013.
Lin Dongdong looked at the three old cars in front of him and really doubted his eyes. Then his eyes became brighter and brighter:
"Qizi, where did you get this old Cadillac Wood? Damn it, it's still drivable? This car is at least 80 years old, it's a miracle. Has it been modified? My goodness, it's still in its original paint. Isn't that incredible?"
Lin Dongdong, the seventh child in the clan, runs a large auto repair shop at home and also undertakes car modification business.
Seeing his brother jumping up and down with excitement, Lin Sanqi silently reminded him:
"Brother Dong, the most important thing here is this Jiefang truck and this Shanghai jeep. I don't need this old Cadillac any more. I don't need it right now."
After hearing this, Lin Dongdong looked at Lin Sanqi with disdain:
"Qizi, you really don't understand. This Cadillac Wood of yours is a treasure. It's so well preserved, with all the original parts and even the paint. I don't think there's another one like it in the world. It's priceless."
Lin Sanqi thought that this car was just a bonus, no matter how valuable it was, how much could it be worth?
"Brother Dong, since you like this old Cadillac, just name a price and I'll sell it to you. You can go home and enjoy it slowly. All I ask now is that you quickly help me convert the truck and jeep. I'm in a hurry to use them."
Lin Dongdong was delighted when he heard this:
"Qizi, are you serious? You sold me this classic car? Haha, don't regret it, I won't treat you unfairly. I'll take this car for 3 million."
Lin Sanqi couldn't understand the mental state of these car fans, just as Lin Dongdong couldn't understand why his cousin liked junk cars.
"Okay, okay, you can drive away for 3 million and have fun with it however you like."
Lin Dongdong was afraid that Lin Sanqi would regret it, so he quickly called Lin Qinming, the old man next door, to be a witness, and then quickly transferred 3 million to Lin Sanqi's bank card.
The satisfied Lin Dongdong then asked happily:
"Come on, how are you going to modify these two broken cars? Damn, no one would pick them up if they were thrown on the street. What are you thinking?"
(End of this chapter)
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