"Retro means of transportation..." Lin Zida looked at the short and stocky Dongdong and was quite speechless for a while.
For some reason, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. When the whistle of the steam train sounded, black smoke rose from the chimney, carrying passengers towards a new era, while the nobles driving luxury carriages laughed and chased the train.
When Lin Zida was a child, he felt that the nobles were really pitiful, short-sighted and ignorant of the horrors of technological progress.
However, when he grew up and thought about it carefully, he realized that the other party was a noble! What a pathetic thing!
"Okay." Lin Zida stopped inviting.
Carrying a large bag of equipment, he walked slowly to the back of the big G car and put the equipment in the trunk.
Lin Zida was very tired and complained: "You can't come down and help me!"
Zhuang Jianhui still sat firmly in the car, blowing the warm air: "I have to save my energy for fishing, why don't you let Boss Yang help you?"
Lin Zida: "On the ice today, Boss Yang cooperated with others and took a lot of food menus. The phone was almost smoking.
He said, opened the car door and got into the passenger seat, and greeted Jiang Ning before leaving.
When Xue Yuantong saw that they had already set off, she hurriedly said: "Jiang Ning, hurry up, or other people will catch all our fish!"
Jiang Ning calmly said: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."
Chen Siyu dragged her sister over and asked, "Jiang Ning, this tent is so big, how do you transport it there?"
Jiang Ning glanced at the thick pile of folded tents. Indeed, the ice fishing tent given by Lin Zida was large enough for a family to eat inside.
Such a big pile, even if it is placed on a tire, it will take a lot of effort for Dongdong to pull it hundreds of meters away. What's more, Jiang Ning is planning to take Tongtong and the others to the river, how can they walk there in person?
After thinking about it, Jiang Ning's consciousness spread like ripples, quickly penetrated the wall, and continued to spread until it stopped in the Dongdong's warehouse.
Immediately, Jiang Ning smiled: "I have a way."
He started to go out, and Tongtong, who was not sure why, quickly followed him.
Jiang Ning also took Dongdong away by the way. He walked all the way to Dongdong's house and ordered Dongdong to open the door of the warehouse. After a while, the dust was blown away, revealing a pile of worn-out debris.
"Dongdong, drag that thing out for me." Jiang Ning instructed.
Dongdong dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so he used his strength to pull out a dusty rectangular wooden board, and then moved out a pair of wheels.
When Xue Yuantong saw these familiar objects, he immediately blurted out: "Shelf truck!"
Rack trucks, also called rack trucks in Huizhou, are a means of transportation in rural areas.
The structure of the cart is very simple. It is a rectangular wooden board with baffles on both sides, a railing at the front end, and two wooden sticks extending from the rear end to facilitate people to pull the cart hard.
Different from the four wheels of a car, a bicycle has only two wheels, which are connected by an axle in the middle and are separate parts.
The entire carriage is directly covered on the axle and can be driven.
The frame truck can not only be used as a farm tool to haul food, but it can also haul luggage and people.
Many years ago, when many rural mothers were about to give birth, the men at home would lay out quilts on the cart and take their wives to the hospital to give birth.
When Xue Yuantong saw this, she immediately became interested. She was extremely excited: "This is fun!"
Because the axle is in the middle, the carriage can even be used as a seesaw. She played with it a lot when she was a child.
Jiang Ning looked at the familiar frame car and was also a little happy. This was his childhood dream car, and he also knew some hidden tricks.
He directed Dongdong to pick up the rag and wipe the carriage carefully. It must be said that Dongdong was very meticulous in his work. Don't forget, he could rub a slingshot with his hands and a wooden sword with his hands. It can be said that the roughness is fine!
Suffering from Jiang Ning's domineering attitude, Dongdong wiped the car with a dark face to remove the dust on the surface. Although it was still a bit old, it was ready for use.
Dongdong pulled the frame truck back to the door of Jiang's house. As soon as he let go, the frame truck fell to the ground at one end due to gravity, and the body tilted.
When Chen Siyu saw this strange car, curiosity flashed in his eyes: "It's a bit like the rickshaw in Luotuo Xiangzi, but this car is bigger and shorter than that one."
Bai Yuxia looked at her deskmate and found that she described it quite well. The structures of the two cars were indeed very different.
Especially when she saw the short, stocky child pulling the cart with a stern expression, Bai Yuxia was a little amused: 'Is Jiang Ning that bad?'
Xue Yuantong smiled and said: "This is a rural truck. It is a product of an era, but now it has been eliminated by tractors."
After the truck was put in place, Jiang Ning followed the instructions of his spiritual consciousness and visited Uncle Tang's house. He dug out a pair of old wheels from his warehouse.
When Xue Yuantong saw it, he was overjoyed: "I know how to play!"
Jiang Ning placed the two wheels connected by the axle on the handlebar of the bicycle, and then tied them with ropes.
As a result, the originally tilted body immediately became horizontal, like a four-wheeled vehicle like a car!
Xue Yuantong was busy for a while. She laid clean hard-shell paper on the carriage, and put all the miscellaneous luggage in the carriage. Considering that there were still people to carry, Xue Yuantong did not finish it all at once.
In contrast, Jiang Ning was much more elegant. He fixed a small square table to the center of the carriage, placed a tea stove on the table, and placed a clay pot under the tea stove.
After everything was ready, Jiang Ning gave Dongdong two hemp ropes and asked him to officially assume the position of Niu Ma.
He got on the carriage with Tongtong, the twins, and Bai Yuxia.
Jiang Ning sat at the back end of the two-wheeled vehicle, which was also the front of the four-wheeled vehicle. His feet rested on the makeshift wheel axle. Although there were horses and oxen, he still needed to control the direction.
Fortunately, this skill is not difficult. He only needs to push the wheel slightly to complete the turn.
Jiang Ning waved his whip and made a shrill sonic boom: "Drive, drive!"
Dongdong tied the rope to his shoulders and finally started the truck with all his strength.
"Wow, it's moving. Sister, look!" Chen Siyu was so excited. She had never played like this before.
Bai Yuxia was a little nervous at first, fearing that the car would flip over and someone would fall over her. Gradually, she found that the broken car was extremely stable, so she felt relieved.
Tongtong smelled the fragrant smell of milk tea, and she knew it was ready, so she picked up the clay pot and poured a small cup of milk tea for everyone.
Bai Yuxia held a small and exquisite porcelain cup and blew on it. It was already a cold winter, but the temperature quickly dropped to a suitable temperature.
She took a gentle sip, and found a fusion of pure milk and fresh tea flavor, supplemented by just the right amount of sweetness. The taste was extremely satisfying.
She sat on a trendy four-wheeled carriage and moved forward slowly in the fields. At this moment, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear, the wheat was green, and there were people standing on the high river dam in the distance.
Bai Yuxia felt as if her soul had been slightly purified.
The four-wheeled vehicle kept moving forward. As the saying goes, sometimes manpower is poor. Because the slope of the river dam was too steep, Dongdong, despite his age, was pulling five people in a vehicle, and finally could not go against the weather.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the car onto the dam, and even lost power, causing the car to push backwards and startling Tongtong. Fortunately, Jiang Ning had amazing control.
Xue Yuantong whispered: "Useless things!"
Jiang Ning is considering whether to add some buffs to Dongdong.
Several young people strolling along the river dam couldn't help laughing when they saw this scene.
Heba has been very lively recently, with all kinds of monsters coming. Jiang Ning's bike is very eye-catching, so it naturally attracts all kinds of comments.
Among them, the little yellow guy stretched out his hand, pointed at a few people unscrupulously, and said the most popular Internet slang in 2015: "Are you guys so embarrassed to let a kid pull the car? I'm drunk too!"
The little green hair saw the beautiful girl sitting in the car and cursed in a low voice: "What a fool, I'm enjoying it!"
Another winter, a tall, thin man who only wore a thin coat and was shivering from the cold shouted to Jiang Ning: "Brother, you are holding on to your mouth like this, do your family members know?"
There was a little red-haired guy who was even more awesome. He chewed gum, looked at Jiang Ning, and shouted: "Hey, silly dog!"
Bai Yuxia frowned slightly after hearing this, her quality was too poor.
The young man with Jarhead patted his battery car and said, "Beauty, come and play!"
The tall and thin man smiled and said: "It's not that you guys look down on you, why don't you come down and help push the cart!"
"Yeah, why don't you let your children ride in the car?"
They occupy the moral high ground and condemn as much as they want.
Jiang Ning turned around and said to Tongtong and the others: "Have you heard the fable of [grandfather and grandson riding a donkey]?"
Chen Siyu immediately replied: "I know, the content is that grandparents and grandchildren ride donkeys to go to the market, and they are pointed out by passers-by. They can only do what the passers-by think, and in the end they still carry the donkeys!"
Jiang Ning took a sip of milk tea and said, "So, if an irrelevant person insists on giving me advice, then..."
Jiang Ning shouted: "Dongdong, catch them and pull the cart, and you will be promoted to supervisor."
Dongdong was surprised and happy: "Really?"
Jiang Ning: "Yeah."
Previously, Dongdong had to endure the humiliation and bear the burden due to Jiang Ning's strength. He had endless anger in his heart. At this moment, he urgently needed to vent!
As for fear? It’s funny, don’t forget that Dongdong dared to slap a butcher in the face just to eat ice cream!
Dongdong roared angrily and ran towards Heba. Jiang Ning added a 'divine power spell' to him.
After several young people in Heba saw it, they immediately laughed and didn't take it seriously.
Five minutes later, Dongdong escorted several young men who had been beaten to the foot of the dam.
Dongdong is a bad guy. In order to control others, he also took away their mobile phones and car keys so that they could not escape.
Jiang Ning clicked her tongue in surprise, this thing was born to be a villain!
He took out some hemp ropes and tied them to several young people.
Dongdong was skimming the formation and shouted: "One, two, three, pull!"
The originally stalled truck drove smoothly up the river dam with the help of five young people.
Jiang Ning waved his whip, making a crackling and harsh sound, which frightened several young people and made them extremely frightened.
It's so outrageous. The short, fat kid just now was so strong that it hurt them so hard. None of the five of them had hit anyone! It was like seeing a ghost!
Jiang Ning sat firmly at the front of the car. He pointed at a few slaves and asked, "What is this called?"
Chen Siyu replied instantly: "If you don't seek death, you won't die."
Jiang Ning nodded: "Yes, Tongtong gave me tea!"
…
The ice surface of Huishui River.
It was afternoon, and the sky was a light leaden gray. Although the sun tried its best to penetrate the clouds, it could only cast sparse light and shadow, and the world was filled with chill.
The rippling surface of Huishui River in the past has now turned into a huge, crystal-clear mirror, reflecting the silhouettes of birds that occasionally fly by.
On the ice, many citizens from the city were setting up tents, skating, and playing with ice cars. There were cheerful laughter among adults and children.
Lin Zida was wearing thick gloves and holding a high-power electric drill, drilling hard into the ice, preparing to dig holes for fishing.
Yang Qian took the ice fence and helped scoop the broken ice aside. The temperature was too low, and the air she exhaled turned into a white mist.
Zhuang Jianhui was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and looked at the nearby citizens fishing in the open air. He shook his head and said, "They are really not afraid of the cold."
Lin Zida also discovered it. He said: "It's okay to exercise on the ice and your whole body will be warm, but it's too cold to fish without moving!"
Zhuang Jianhui: "After the hole is drilled, we will quickly set up the tent."
He looked at Lin Zida working hard to drill through the ice, and suddenly asked: "By the way, I remember that your eldest brother likes ice fishing the most, right?"
Speaking of this, Lin Zida casually said: "Yes, he must go abroad for ice fishing every year. He also went to Denmark for ice fishing the year before last and caught sharks?"
Before Zhuang Jianhui spoke, Yang Qian said in surprise: "Shark?"
Lin Zida: "The hole they dug was too small, so they couldn't pull it up. Later, they even dug out the ice hole."
It was really an eye-opener for Yang Qian. She had only seen sharks in the aquarium. Who knew that people could actually catch sharks at home... This was something she had never thought of...
Zhuang Jianhui was also a little envious: "It's really amazing!"
Before he broke the bone, he had dreamed of traveling around the world and trying all kinds of experiences in the world. Unfortunately, since breaking the bone, he always felt that his mentality had changed.
Lin Zida talked eloquently: "I asked my eldest brother to come to Yuzhou for ice fishing a few days ago. He had something to do and couldn't come. He also told me something. His friend's hometown is Yuzhou and he makes the most popular cards.
He makes over 100 million yuan in monthly revenue from mobile games, and his surname seems to be Shang, but he is not yet 30 years old."
Zhuang Jianhui said: "Mobile games..."
In recent years, it has indeed been an industry that creates wealth. The popularity of smartphones has skyrocketed, and users' desire for games is very high. Many junk mobile games have a large number of people spending money, and a group of rich people have been born.
Lin Zida lamented: "Do you know how profitable the mobile games they make are? They even waved their banknotes and went to the island country to buy shares in studios that produce masterpieces of console games."
Lin Zida was helpless: "Instead of seriously making a good game, it is better to study the tricks of defrauding people and people's hearts."
Yang Qian said: "Studying people's hearts is the most profitable."
Zhuang Jianhui's tone was calm: "Normally, those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others."
Lin Zida: "It's like this. The rich do not directly participate in labor, but use money to control the poor and produce the items they need."
Zhuang Jianhui said with a smile: "So there is a point of view. In essence, the reason why rich people are rich is not because they have money, but because they have poor people."
When the few people were chatting, a sharp "crackling" sound was heard from a distance, and a four-wheeled cart was approaching.
The first thing that caught the eye were five miserable young men tied with ropes. They were hunched over, working hard to pull the cart, and their faces looked like they were mourning for their heirs.
Jiang Ning was sitting at the front of the car, sipping tea in one hand and holding a whip in the other, making a waving gesture.
Dongdong trotted next to the car, shouting at the top of his voice: "The emperor is coming, everyone, get out of the way!"
After witnessing this, the surrounding citizens were all silent.
Lin Zida was also in disbelief, what the hell?
Yang Qian had an idea and suddenly asked: "Is he considered a poor man?"
Zhuang Jianhui's expression changed for a few seconds before he replied: "He is more primitive, he owns slaves."
