The vegetarian rice in Dajue Temple was almost completely oily and it was really hard to swallow. Fu Song and Huang Jinhuai took a few bites and then put down their chopsticks at the same time. However, Chu Linlin ate with relish, wiped out a plate of cabbage and tofu, and ate a bowl of rice.

Seeing that she ate more than usual, Fu Song was about to accompany her out for a walk, but just after he went out, he saw Comrade Liu walking into the courtyard with a middle-aged man.

Before Comrade Liu could speak, the middle-aged man took two steps and stretched out his hand to Fu Song, and asked, "I am the head of the management office, my surname is Zhang. I heard that you want to rent the yard here to open a teahouse?"

Fu Song shook his hands and said, "Yes, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

"Convenient and convenient!" said the leader surnamed Zhang enthusiastically, "We don't have many other things, just empty yards. I'll take you to see?"

At this time, after hearing the movement, Huang Jinhuai quickly walked out of it and exchanged greetings again. Only then did he realize that the leader surnamed Zhang was the director of the Dajue Temple Management Office.

Director Zhang obviously regarded Fu Song and his group as big customers, volunteered to accompany them to walk around in person.

I was not very satisfied with the several courtyards I had seen. They were either too big, too small, not secluded enough, or not elegant enough.

After walking for another five or six minutes, he walked along the rockery path between the rockery and came to a quiet courtyard. Fu Song was already fainted at this time, and probably remembered that it seemed to be on the south side of the hall.

When I pushed the door open, I saw a towering tree in the yard, which was more than ten meters high, and the branches almost covered half of the yard. I can imagine how comfortable it would be if I sat here to drink tea in midsummer.

"The winding paths lead to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the Zen room are deep." Fu Song suddenly said.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Boss Fu, this poem by Chang Jian is most suitable for use in the Southern Magnolia Courtyard. Mr. Chu just said that he wanted to find a secluded yard, and the first thing I thought of was this.

Emperor Qianlong once wrote a poem to describe the Zen realm here: the birds sing in the fragrant terrace, the Zen room sings around the springs. The pine shade turns on the sun and the legend of the bells and verses."

Chu Linlin stood under the tree and looked up at the sky. Although the capital was very cold these two days, the buds waiting to be bloomed could still be seen on the branches.

"What tree is this?"

Director Zhang said: "Dajue Temple is famous for its thousand-year-old ginkgo and a hundred-year-old magnolia. This is the Southern Magnolia Courtyard. This tree is naturally a magnolia tree. This magnolia tree has a history of more than 300 years. It is the first of the eight wonders of Dajue Temple, the ancient temple orchid fragrance magnolia tree."

Then he pointed to the west of the yard and said, "This big cypress is the buckthorn cypress, one of the eight wonders of Dajue Temple. Look, this cypress is divided into two main trunks more than one meter high, and a buckthorn tree grows at the fork, does it look like a buckthorn tree holding a buckthorn tree in the arms of a cypress?"

Fu Song smiled but said nothing, and couldn't get any interest in such far-fetched things. He asked instead: "Director Zhang, this is the South Magnolia Courtyard. Is there a North Magnolia Courtyard?"

Director Zhang saw that these three people were headed by Fu Song, so he said enthusiastically: "Boss Fu, you are right! Dajue Temple has two magnolia courtyards in the north and south. Because they all have a century-old magnolia tree, it is called Magnolia Courtyard.

Siyi Hall is also located south of the Heavenly King Hall, so it is called the Southern Magnolia Courtyard. However, when it comes to magnolia trees, it is the most famous place.

Boss Fu, if you are interested, I will take you to the North Magnolia Courtyard in a while.”

Fu Song said without comment: "Let's take a look here first."

The Zhang Master quickly made a gesture of invitation: "Please please here."

While walking, he showed off: "This place is also called Siyitang. When Emperor Yongzheng was Prince Yong, he built Siyitang. He was very interested and wrote a poem specifically: The sutras are stored beside the Buddha Hall, and he looked at the holy algae and tied the lintel. The scenery of Siyi in spring, summer, autumn and winter is to recognize the source of color, emptiness, birth and death.

The 'Four Good' means: Spring is suitable for flowers, summer is suitable for wind, autumn is suitable for moon, winter is suitable for snow. The "Imperially Decreed Siku Complete Book·Imperially Made Collection of Essays by Emperor Shizong Xian·Volume 28, Twenty-Nine, Thirty" marks the name of the poems by Yongzheng's empire as "Siyitang Collection"..."

Fu Song went into the left ear and the right ear with his left ear. Chu Linlin listened with relish. She read it back and forth and back, and liked it the more she looked at it, and said to Fu Song: "Why not just here?"

Fu Song was actually quite satisfied with this place and smiled and said, "It's good that you like it."

Chu Linlin asked, "Can we decorate here?"

Director Zhang said: "Just maintain the original layout and architectural style."

Chu Linlin has been worrying about the renovation of the old city of Mucheng for the past six months. There are many historical buildings in the old city of Mucheng. She has personally participated in the renovation plan for each historical building, so she quickly outlined the renovation plan for the Nan Magnolia Courtyard in her mind.

"The two wing rooms and four ear rooms on the north and south sides can be transformed into six tea rooms, and there are several tea tables in the yard. What do you think?"

Fu Song heard her question ask about her and smiled and said, "I don't understand these things. I'll do it according to your ideas. I'll just eat ready-made ones."

Chu Linlin gave him a light look, then said to herself: "If there is only a tea room, will it be too monotonous and there is no place to rest."

Director Zhang immediately said: "What do you think of Mingdexuan? As long as you do not change the internal structure, you can transform Mingdexuan into a lounge."

Chu Linlin asked: "Who is Ming Dexuan?"

When Director Zhang saw that there was a show, he hurriedly said, "I'll take you there to see it."

After arriving at the local area, Director Zhang began to show off again: "Ming Dexuan sat facing west and east, and was the main house of the Southern Magnolia Courtyard, which was originally a palace where Emperor Yongzheng lived..."

Fu Song smiled and said, "The place where the emperor lived has been, isn't it the presidential suite until now?"

Director Zhang echoed: "Isn't that the case? Look at how spacious this main house is. Not to mention the presidential suite, even a cinema is more than enough!"

Chu Linlin shook her head and said, "It's a bit of a waste to build a cinema here, but if it's just for rest, it's really a waste. What do you think?"

Seeing her asking her for her opinion again, Fu Song smiled bitterly: "I've left it to you to make the decision, that's to you to make the decision. If you ask me again, do you believe me and ask me to set up a club?"

"Go to you!" Chu Linlin said angrily, "Then I will think about it again afterwards."

Seeing this, Director Zhang hurriedly said, "The three bosses are tired of shopping, why don't you go to my office to have a cup of hot tea?"

Chu Linlin smiled and nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

"Hi, what's the trouble? What a big deal, please come here!" Director Zhang said, winked at Comrade Liu.

Comrade Liu understood it and left first to prepare.

I stayed in Director Zhang's office for almost half an hour. One man had a affection and the other was interested, and he reached a preliminary intention in a pleasant atmosphere.

Chu Linlin rented Nan Yulan Courtyard and Siyitang for 1.5 million yuan, Mingdexuan has ten years of ten years, and has a priority renewal right after expiration.

The Dajue Temple Management Office is a public institution of the Capital Cultural Relics Bureau. Director Zhang has no right to decide on such matters, but he patted his chest to ensure that there was no big problem and would give him a reply within three days.

Looking at the time, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Chu Linlin left the phone and stood up to say goodbye.

Director Zhang kept sending them outside the mountain gate, and then waved farewell reluctantly.

Until the backs of Fu Song and the other two disappeared at the end of the stone steps, Director Zhang looked back at Comrade Liu and suddenly asked, "How many benefits have you received?"

"No!" Comrade Liu denied it, but a pair of Director Zhang's eyes quickly changed his words: "Boss Huang gave me two packs of China..."

Director Zhang stared at him for a few seconds, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Take it, no one can do it!"

I know that there is almost no oil or water in the place where birds do not poop in Dajue Temple. He still understands the principle that "the water is clear and there is no fish, and the person is careful and there is no disciple."

Besides, with the generousness of the three of them just now, two packs of Chinese cigarettes are nothing. As long as you do this, will the benefits of his director be less?

"Hey! Thank you, leader!" Comrade Liu handed a bag of China to Director Zhang. Director Zhang was not polite, and hummed a small song behind his back and returned home.

Comrade Liu followed behind and wiped his cold sweat, which was very lingering. Although he lost a pack of cigarettes, he saved 1,000 yuan.

Boss Huang is so fucking good enough!

...

When he went down the mountain, Chu Linlin was so excited that she chattered all the way, but after getting in the car, she quickly leaned on Fu Song's shoulder and fell asleep.

When he arrived at the door of the house, Fu Song had to pick her up, carefully take her to the bed, cover her with a quilt, and sit next to her for a while until she saw that she was asleep before getting up and leaving.

Huang Jinhuai had already had tea in the living room. When he saw Fu Song coming out, he hurriedly said, "Boss Fu, if you don't mind the old yellow-haired man, leave the teahouse affairs to me."

Fu Song smiled and said, "That's what I mean. Linlin is pregnant, and a big deal on Huicong's side is enough for her to work hard, so you should worry more about this."

Huang Jinhuai patted his chest and said, "I'm going to do my business, so I'll go over to supervise the worker myself."

Fu Song said: "You are not young anymore, don't mess around. Just find a reliable person to watch. You can check it every now and then, don't cut corners."

Huang Jinhuai thought for a while and said, "I have a choice. Do you still remember the construction team that decorated your house?"

"Remember, the leader seems to be surnamed Meng, tall and thin, with calluses on his hands." Although six or seven years have passed, Fu Song still has some impression that the small courtyard near the Planning Commission and the building for Tianye in the family building of the Ministry of Finance were all decorated by the construction team.

"Yes, yes, you really have a good memory!" Huang Jinhuai gave a thumbs up and flattered, "The leader is Meng Sanhe. This guy is doing well now. He already has a hundred people under his command.

I have entrusted all the shop decorations of Lantian Clothing to him over the years. He is indeed a real person, working hard, not being cheating, and asking for a fair price."

Fu Song nodded and said, "Since you think Meng Sanhe is on the road, then look for him. But this decoration is not as good as before. Can Meng Sanhe and the others do it?"

"Hi! What a big deal!" Huang Jinhuai said with a smile, "The yard you live in is decorated by them. What do you think of this craft?"

Fu Song laughed silently: "Then I'll feel relieved."

Huang Jinhuai said: "I will call Meng Sanhe in a while and ask him to free up manpower and time as soon as possible. When the management office gives a letter, they will enter the venue immediately."

"You can do it just because you're done. Don't save money if you have a budget. I'll transfer some money for you tomorrow. If it's not enough, you can make it first and I'll pay it back to you."

Fu Song was too lazy to care about these trivial matters. If Chu Linlin hadn't been good at this, he wouldn't have spent this money in vain. This time he was spending a lot of money just to make a smile on her face.

After seeing Huang Jinhuai off, Fu Song took a break for a moment, and then came to Chu Linlin's study.

When he left the Shen family that day, Shen Chongshan gave him a lot of information. He had not had time to read it these days. Thinking that he would discuss the semiconductor chip industry development fund with Shen Chongshan tomorrow, he quickly dug out the information and planned to read it carefully before going to bed at night.

This fund was officially established in May 1991, and it has been less than two years since then. Fu Song actually did not have much expectations for it in the short term, because he is very clear about the current situation of the domestic semiconductor industry and how big the gap is with Western countries, especially the United States and Japan.

The integrated circuit industry is a high-intelligence, high-investment, and high-risk industry. With the development of technology, the Matthew effect of "the big one is Evergrande, the winner takes all" has further emerged in the global integrated circuit industry.

Fu Song had always thought that China's integrated circuit industry was lagging behind after reform and opening up, because in his previous life, he had seen many people say that in the 1960s and 1970s before reform and opening up, China's integrated circuit industry was so advanced. Even if it lags behind the United States, it was only three or four years behind.

But in the past two years, as we have obtained more and more first-hand information, Fu Song then realized that the so-called "achieves" achieved by China's integrated circuit industry before the reform and opening up actually had a lot of moisture and tricks.

Before the 1980s, the international integrated circuit industry had not yet developed into the era of ultra-large-scale integrated circuits. China relied on hard stacking and manual polishing at no cost, and had various models that followed the international cutting-edge in almost every field.

This method can be imitated at the beginning, but as integrated circuits become more and more complex, it is becoming more and more difficult to pursue in China.

The reason is that the development of technology is in a pyramid structure. Below a technological peak is a large number of basic technologies, and these basic technologies need to be supported by output.

Military products can be invested in hard stack models regardless of cost, can civilian products be used?

Can we rely on semi-hand methods in the laboratory to build production capacity?

This is actually the same as Yuanwang Technology is going overseas to compete. Without a large enough market capacity, it cannot support the iterative update of technology.

For example, China's 5G technology can be at the forefront of the world because we have the world's largest 4G network.

We have formed rich experience in using it and cultivated a large number of equipment suppliers so that we can be at 5g with ease.

In China before the 1980s, this model must be made and that model must be made. Each model can only be made of three or five units.

Such output is not worth manufacturing special equipment at all, so I have to do "hard work and clever work".

The previous generation came out like this, what about the next generation? What about the next generation?

This bad habit of "opportunity" existed in the scientific research community in the past, exists now, and continues to decades later.

Because of this, although Fu Song was anxious, he never hoped that just one industrial chain foundation could change all this.
Chapter completed!