Go all the way from Wusi Street and turn into Jiaodaokou South Street.
Shen Yizhou was panting and said as he rode: "There are many alleys here, including Chaodou, Banchang, Dongmian, Beibingmasi in the front, Qin Lao in the back, Yuan'en Temple in front, Yuan'en Temple in the back, Ju'er, Shou Compared with the alleys, this one is on the east side, and there are so many more on the west side.”
Lin Xiaoguang followed behind, looking back and forth.
"I'm telling you, don't underestimate it. Do you know anyone who has lived in the one kilometer radius around here?" Shen Yizhou showed off.
"Hey, then please speak slowly."
"Chang Kai Shen Xing Yuan in Hou Yuan'en Temple Hutong, Yuan Shikai's former residence in Mao'er Hutong, Queen Wanrong's, Feng Guozhang's, Seng Gelinqin's, Ronglu's, Hong Chengchou's, there are too many to count." Shen Yizhou is a treasure trove of his family.
"It's interesting, please continue." Lin Xiaoguang said with admiration.
"Over Mao'er Hutong, there is the former Qing Dynasty infantry commander's office. East Mianmian Hutong, the Chinese Opera is there. I forgot to tell you, it is next to Chang Kaishen Xingyuan. Mr. Mao Dun lives here. If you want to buy a house here , and we can still be neighbors with the old gentleman." Shen Yizhou was even more proud.
"Yo, tut, tut..." Lin Xiaoguang was surprised to see Mr. Mao Dun alive.
"But, this quadrangle is not cheap." Shen Yizhou felt a little happy about his misfortune.
Anyway, stretching out one's head is a sword, and shrinking one's head is a sword. Lin Xiaoguang took the risk.
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly."
"Then you follow."
Shen Yizhou rolled his eyes, and with a few clicks, the car turned into the alley, and after twists and turns, he arrived at his destination.
"That's it?"
"Yes, that's it, hurry in and don't make the landlord wait." Shen Yizhou got out of the car and walked directly inside.
Lin Xiaoguang looked at the plain gate and shook his head. What he said before was so mysterious that he could not touch Yuan Shikai and Chang Kaishen. He thought there was a Taotie on the left side of the door and on the right.
"Come on, let's take a look!" He and Yang Lan went in together.
The appearance of this courtyard is extremely ordinary. It is not as imagined. It has red walls, green tiles, carved beams and painted pillars. The colors of the walls and pillars have faded, and a mottled feeling of time is felt.
Continue to go.
When I walked into the yard, I saw three families living in three big houses in the east, west, and north. There were all kinds of sundries piled up in front of the door. They were placed in an orderly manner. There were people there, some were taking care of their children, and some were washing. The clothes are so lively.
"Go inside, there's more inside." Shen Yizhou urged them.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoguang immediately realized that this was a five-entry courtyard house.
Originally, when you entered the quadrangle on the fifth day, you walked through the hall as soon as you entered. However, now that people are living there, the small wing on the west side was demolished and turned into an alleyway that can be used by people.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaoguang didn't know what to say.
From the perspective of cultural relics, this is of course a waste of natural resources, but if it is not opened up, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to inhabit the corridor? If people are to live in it, the people inside can’t come out, and the people outside can’t go in, so what should we do?
It is better to demolish the small wing than to demolish the entire hall.
Entering from the alley next to it, it suddenly became clear that it was a large courtyard with three large houses, all inhabited by people and three households. It was quite neat. There were bicycles parked in the yard and various sundries placed there.
After going in, we walked through four alleyways in total before reaching the last courtyard. There was only one family living there, that is, the landlord's family.
But there is only one person at the moment, an old man in his fifties.
When the old man saw Lin Xiaoguang and the other two, he had a look of astonishment on his face and thought to himself, "This can't be the buyer, right? It doesn't look like it."
"Uncle, he wants to buy your house." Shen Yizhou introduced.
The old man didn't believe it: "You think I'm dim-sighted? How much money can two students have?"
"Uncle, I'm just a writer. I wrote some novels and made some money. Don't worry, I won't lie to you." Lin Xiaoguang had to explain. As he spoke, he took out a wad of banknotes from his bag. With a thousand oceans.
The old man reluctantly believed it.
Writers are high-income earners these days. The remuneration from a well-known novel is more than enough to buy several courtyard houses. For example, Mao Dun and Lao She bought a large courtyard house.
The old man put on a smile and said, "What's your surname? My surname is Wang. Just call me Old Man Wang."
"If your surname is Lin, just call me Xiaoguang. Uncle Wang, does this house of yours come from?" Lin Xiaoguang is very curious about the house. In "A Dream of Red Mansions", the place where Jia's mother lives is a five-in-one courtyard, which is very particular. , most people don’t have this ability.
Old Man Wang smiled: "It's nothing fancy, it's just my uncle's house."
"Who is your uncle?"
"Former deputy commander of the Road Protection Corps of the Ministry of Transportation of the Republic of China, graduate of West Point Military Academy, and Army Lieutenant General Wang Shouqing."
Most people really can't remember who Wang Shouking is, because people in the Republic of China have names and names, and Shouking is obviously the name. He is talking about the Ministry of Communications of the Republic of China, not the National Government, which is obviously the Beiyang Government.
During the Beiyang Government, there were many generals named Wang, such as Wang Shizhen, who was famous, Wang Zhanyuan who was powerful, and Wang Yingkai, who were all at the level of division commander of the Central Army.
If it was someone else, Lin Xiaoguang couldn't remember it yet, but when it came to graduating from West Point Military Academy, it was clear.
Wang Geng.
Lu Xiaoman's first wife.
Not to mention anything else, when Lin Xiaoguang thought of this, he suppressed his smile, looked calm and calm, and held Old Wang's hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Perhaps because the rumors have changed recently, Old Man Wang felt a little proud and waved his hand: "The past is not worth mentioning!"
Lin Xiaoguang had a lot to ask, but the land was not suitable, so he could only hold it back and asked about business: "This yard is about eight or nine hundred square meters, right?"
"No more, no less, one thousand square meters."
"Uncle Wang, why did you suddenly think of selling your house? It's a good place to live!" Lin Xiaoguang was very curious.
"Actually, there's nothing that can't be said." Old Man Wang sighed: "After my uncle passed away, my brother moved to Hong Kong, and I inherited the house. A few years ago, my son went to Hong Kong to work. This year, I took the whole family over. I didn’t want to go there at first, but I insisted on going.”
"If I hadn't been reunited with my family, I wouldn't have sold the house at all."
Lin Xiaoguang understood, and said that, I am afraid that during the movement, this family was often affected by family background problems. Now of course, they are running as far as they can, and they are afraid of making the same mistakes again.
Old Man Wang was very talkative: "You don't know, over in Hong Kong, my son's monthly salary is 8,000, which is still Hong Kong dollars. In exchange for 1,600 RMB, we have worked so hard for a year to buy one TV set, and in Hong Kong we buy four sets a month." same."
Next to him, his companion Shen Yizhou couldn't stand it anymore and curled his lips: "Old man Wang, don't just pick nice things to say. Do you think I don't know? We can buy 1,400 kilograms of vegetables with this monthly salary, and only Hong Kong can buy 600 kilograms."
"Can it be the same?" Old Man Wang was not very happy, but he stopped showing off.
Lin Xiaoguang was not interested in this and asked directly: "Uncle Wang, how much does your house cost? Is there a deed?"
"The house is worth fifty thousand, no bargaining, of course there is a deed, I'll show it to you." As he said that, Old Man Wang reached into his arms, carefully held a piece of crumpled paper, and handed it over.
Lin Xiaoguang took it and looked at it and asked: "Uncle Wang, that's wrong, it's 53 years old."
Old Man Wang shook his head: "It was registered before the three major renovations and was recognized by the state. Isn't it now a policy? With the house deed and money, let's go to the Housing Authority to go through the transfer procedures. This house will be yours."
"Fifty thousand yuan is a bit high."
"It's really not that high. Nowadays, an ordinary small courtyard house costs 10,000 yuan less. A common 4-entry courtyard costs 30,000 to 30,000 yuan. Mine is a 5-entry courtyard. If I hadn't gone to Hong Kong, I really wouldn't want to sell it."
"Uncle, I won't say any more, thirty-five thousand, or I'll go to my next home."