New Year's Day 1961
Time has unknowingly arrived and it is already the new year. This winter, there is still no snow in the north, but the icy north wind is even more biting.
After Lin Sanqi traveled through time, he changed into a cotton jacket and cotton pants, but he still felt that the soles of his feet were numb from the cold, so he could only continue to stick the hot packs on his body.
Fortunately, he was wearing thermal underwear and his cotton-padded jacket was made of goose down, otherwise he would have frozen to death in the winter of 1961.
In the office of the director of Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
As soon as Lin Sanqi entered the room, he took off his mask and found that it was covered with a layer of yellow sand.
"Wow, it's cold, but why is there a sandstorm? Isn't this an environmentally friendly era with no industrial pollution?"
Dean Shen was just writing when he heard Lin Sanqi's complaint and laughed:
"Hey, sandstorms aren't caused by industrial pollution. They're usually just strong winds blowing over from the Mongolian grasslands. Severe sandstorms only mean that large areas of the grasslands there have dried up and the soil has begun to desertify. Alas, it's been two years, and there's no telling when it will end..."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself: Fellow villagers, we can just hold on for a year at most, but bigger sandstorms are still to come.
Lin Sanqi sat down on the sofa, which was made of wood. He was so cold that he had to stand up again.
"It's cold, too cold. Even the wood feels as cold as metal. It seems many people will freeze to death this winter if they don't starve to death in the fall."
Dean Shen suddenly lowered his voice and said:
"How's it going? Did you get the national coal distribution data back?
"I got it back." Lin Sanqi knew that no one dared to break into the dean's office, so he took out a map from his backpack and spread it flat on the table.
Dean Shen also stood up unconsciously, his eyes starting to shine.
Lin Sanqi nodded and said:
"Uncle Shen, look, from the map you can see that my country's coal is mainly concentrated in several provinces in North China and the Northeast. The provinces with the most coal are Shanxi, Inner Mongolia, and Shaanxi. There are only a few coal mines in East China and South China, and not many of them are large-scale."
Dean Shen looked at the national map in front of him, on which were marked the names of coal mines, most of which he had never heard of.
But he still remembered a few famous coal mines, so he pointed to a place in the northeast:
"Xiao Qi, look at this Fushun West Open-pit Coal Mine. I've been there before, and it's enormous. It's now the largest coal mine in China and the third largest in the world. According to the Japanese calculations back then, the coal reserves reached 1.5 billion tons.
The annual coal production of this coal mine can now reach more than 10 million tons, accounting for 60% of the total coal production in Northeast China. Most of it is used for export, bringing back a lot of very precious foreign exchange for our country.
If you could really find a coal mine, not to mention a better or richer one than the Fushun West Open-Pit Mine, but one with half the reserves of the Fushun West Open-Pit Mine, with reserves of 600 to 700 million tons, then you would have done a tremendous deed.”
"Is 1.5 billion tons of coal considered a lot?"
Lin Sanqi looked as if he had heard a big joke, and slowly moved his finger towards the northern part of Shanxi.
"Uncle Shen, look here. If nothing unexpected happens, there's an incredibly large open-pit coal mine here, with recoverable reserves reaching 12.6 billion tons. Yes, you heard me right. It's not possible reserves, but actual recoverable reserves that can be mined."
"How much?"
Dean Shen doubted his ears:
"12.6 billion tons? Xiaoqi, are you kidding me? Where in the world are there coal mines with such huge reserves? If there really are 12.6 billion tons, at the current annual production of 300 million tons, just one mine could fully supply the entire country for 42 years. Do you understand what this means?"
Lin Sanqi thought, as expected, the information gap between the two eras made it difficult for the conservative people of the 1960s to believe those exaggerated data.
In their eyes, 1.5 billion tons is an amazing giant coal mine, and 12.6 billion tons is simply a fantasy. They don’t even dare to brag about it.
If you write a report yourself, the result will definitely not be ideal.
Based on the estimated annual coal production of 4 billion tons in 2012, okay, even if it is only half, 2 billion tons.
Then he said that he could find many coal mines in the country, and as long as your workers and equipment could keep up, he guaranteed that you could produce 2 billion tons of coal a year. Would his superiors believe him?
You, a doctor, say you can discover the largest coal mines in the country?
This feeling is just like if Academician Zhong writes a report decades later saying that he can discover a huge oil field of 300 billion barrels, which will save our country from having to import oil. Anyone who reads the report will definitely find it ridiculous, and then nothing will happen.
Not only will the relevant departments not pay attention to this report, it is even more unlikely that they will spend a lot of manpower and resources to explore for oil in the place pointed out by Academician Zhong.
The most likely possibility is that people will blame Academician Zhong for talking nonsense. Is he trying to become an internet celebrity to gain attention so that he can sell goods through live streaming in the future?
No normal person would believe that a doctor could discover the world's largest oil field, so the situation Lin Sanqi is facing now is actually similar.
In order to convince the top leaders, the relevant departments must taste the sweetness, and then they will believe the authenticity of this "National Coal Mine Information" that has spanned 60 years.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi decided to stick to his plan. The weather was so cold now, and although this was the last year of natural disasters, it was also the most difficult year.
If you have food in your hands, you won’t be worried. If you have nothing in your hands, fear will be contagious, just like the A-share market.
Others did not feel this deeply, but Lin Sanqi felt it the most, because this winter, those old people and those capitalists from the previous dynasty had already taken out all the gold and antiques in their homes to trade at all costs.
Even if Lin Sanqi is willing to accept it, he can take real estate, cars, shares in public-private joint ventures, and even his wife and daughter...
These nobles of that time had completely lost their former arrogance and were completely panicked. It felt like the end of the world.
The result was that Lin Sanqi's shipments were huge, and Old Man Fu had so many orders accumulated that he couldn't finish them all.
As a result, the amount of gold Lin Sanqi exchanged for increased, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as piling up like a mountain.
A lot of the gold was covered in dirt, and some even had a distinct fecal odor.
This means that these old and young people have already dug out all the coffins to exchange for food. In a few years, those young generals probably won’t be able to find any gold antiques anymore.
Because at least half of the gold in private hands in Sijiu City is in Lin Sanqi's hands...
"Uncle Shen, don't worry. I know you might not believe me, but I have a way to verify it. Just like the coal mine I just mentioned, with a reserve of 12.6 billion tons, this mine is very important. The data I got shows that it's an open-pit mine."
"Wow~~~" Dean Shen was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
"Uncle Shen, you think 12.6 billion tons of coal is an exaggeration, right? Actually, this coal mine doesn't rank very high in the country. According to the information I have, the areas with the most coal in the country are located in northwestern Shaanxi and southern Inner Mongolia."
Lin Sanqi pointed at the map and casually drew a small circle like a great man.
"There's a continuous, massive coal seam beneath the ground here, covering a total area of 20,000 square kilometers, with a predicted reserve of 700 billion tons. Uncle Shen, do you think it's impressive?"
Lin Sanqi pointed his finger at a place on the map again:
"One of them is called the Shenfu Coalfield, located in the Shenmu and Fugu areas of Yulin, Shaanxi Province, covering an area of approximately 10,000 square kilometers. The proven reserves here alone are 140 billion tons. Isn't that impressive?"
Dean Shen swallowed his saliva and stared at Lin Sanqi.
"Xiao Qi, I'd love to believe you on this, but my common sense tells me you're exaggerating a bit. Ahem, it's more than just an exaggeration. Hundreds of billions of tons in one coalfield? Oh my god, will our country never be short of coal? Will we ever be able to mine it all?"
Lin Sanqi also coughed lightly:
"There's plenty of coal, but the problem is the quality isn't high enough. We estimate that in a few decades, most of my country's thermal coal will need to be imported from abroad. It's really frustrating."
Dean Shen choked and thought, "Your organization can even predict something like this? I'm afraid that even the US and Russian intelligence agencies can't predict this?"
Dean Shen's experienced life made him calm down quickly and he was willing to give Lin Sanqi a chance.
"Xiao Qi, you're not telling me this for no reason. Now tell me, how are you going to verify the reliability of your information? I think you must have an idea."
Lin Sanqi was very touched. It felt great to be trusted by someone.
"Uncle Shen, the method is actually very simple. You see, whether there is coal, especially open-pit coal mines, is easy to verify. We can find a place and try digging to find out. However, this verification requires the cooperation of the army.
I'm quite anxious. The weather is getting colder, the country is facing more and more difficulties, and the people are becoming more and more desperate. We must mine coal in a timely manner and deliver coal to all parts of the country in a timely manner to alleviate the domestic energy shortage."
Dean Shen nodded. "Go on, what kind of cooperation do you need from the troops? Don't forget that you are also a two-bar two-star, not an outsider. Speak boldly."
Lin Sanqi took a deep breath:
"Uncle Shen, I hope you can help me submit a request to the higher-ups to arrange for a 100-man gold troop to accompany me to Shanxi. You can tell them that it will take at most a month and we will be back before the New Year. I will be personally responsible for the food needs of the troops."
Dean Shen looked at Lin Sanqi for a long time before nodding seriously:
"Leave this to me!" (End of this chapter)
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