Chapter 110 Train [Update one chapter first, working hard on coding]
Author: Lonely Xiaowen
Chapter 110 Train [Update one chapter first, working hard on coding]
Uncle Jiu still returned Dabao and Xiaobao to Mao Shanming.
He even pointed out some doubts about his practice, which made Maoshan Mingmao suddenly enlightened.
He also swore that he would never do such deception again.
Also, prepare to have a chat with Dabao and Xiaobao before sending them to reincarnation.
Afterwards, Wencai drove and took Uncle Jiu and Wang Xiaohei towards the provincial capital.
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Maoshan is located in Jurong County under the jurisdiction of Zhenjiang City, Suzhou Province.
From Yangcheng to Maoshan, it is more than 1,300 kilometers in total.
However, there is no direct train from Yangcheng to Maoshan.
Instead, you need to go through constant transfers to get there.
Therefore, their first stop was to take a train from Yangcheng to Chang City, the provincial capital of Western Province.
Then transfer from Chang City to Bu City in Hui Province, then change trains, and finally arrive in Jiang City, Chengcheng City, Su Province.
When we arrived in Zhenjiang, we were only a few dozen kilometers away from Maoshan.
From Renjia Town to the provincial capital Yangcheng, it is about three hundred kilometers.
Uncle Jiu also knew that the train from Yangcheng to Changshi leaves on time at eight o'clock in the morning.
If we continue our journey tomorrow, we will definitely not be able to catch up.
Therefore, it is time to rush on the road after lunch. In this case, you can rest in Yangcheng for one night and set off directly the next morning.
It doesn't delay things much either.
I have to say that Uncle Jiu traveled really far, more than a thousand kilometers.
However, it’s actually not that strange.
After all, there are tens of thousands of Maoshan disciples, and there are basically Maoshan disciples in every province and every big city.
Then, some prosperous towns and counties also have them. It can be said that there is a carrot and a pit.
For example, in Zombie Supreme, Uncle Jiu asks for help because Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng released the ghosts.
The whole room was filled with Maoshan disciples, and the second and first floors were full, at least one or two hundred people.
Although most of them are less capable, there are really many people.
Moreover, this is only the Fu Lu lineage. You must know that Maoshan has these six lines.
Maybe there are many disciples who are too far away or have something to do and may not come.
It can be said that if you look for any prosperous county, you will definitely find a Maoshan disciple nearby.
However, precisely because there are so many disciples, the good places have long been occupied.
Therefore, Uncle Jiu returned directly to his hometown.
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After traveling more than 300 kilometers and taking nearly three hours, we arrived at Yangcheng.
However, they did not enter the city.
At this time, it was already late at night, the city gate was closed tightly, and no one was allowed in at all.
Uncle Jiu didn't pay much attention to it, so he just planned to sleep in the car for one night.
Wencai was even more prepared and laid a layer of quilts in the carriage.
Originally, Wen Wen wanted to sleep under the quilt, but in the end, Uncle Jiu fell asleep.
Wencai could only sleep on the bench in the carriage.
However, due to the weather, there are a lot of mosquitoes.
Uncle Jiu directly put an insect repellent charm on it, and all the mosquitoes were wiped out in an instant.
I have to say that these commonly used charms in daily life are really convenient.
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After a night of silence, Uncle Jiu woke up early the next morning.
After stretching his muscles for a while, he woke up Wang Xiaohei, took it and saluted, and then entered Yangcheng.
Wencai, on the other hand, drove back.
As soon as we entered Yangcheng, we felt the prosperity of the provincial capital.
People were coming and going on the street, and cars passed by from time to time.
There are also a large number of guards wearing standard military uniforms patrolling the streets.
All of these guards are tall and strong, with big shoulders and round waists. At first glance, they look like hard-blooded veterans who have been on the battlefield.
Unlike the soldiers under Long Nanguang, they were not very energetic, and many of them were very thin and uneven.
"Didi didi! Give way and don't block the road. I'll kill you."
Suddenly, there was a blast of horns and a curse from behind.
Uncle Jiu turned around and saw a man in a black suit leaning half out of the window of a black car.
Although Uncle Jiu was dissatisfied, he didn't get angry and immediately stepped aside.
Wang Xiaohei naturally stepped aside, but when the vehicle passed by, he snorted.
Then, the claws gently dug into the tires of the passing car.
"Chichichi..."
The car didn't go far before it stopped.
Then, the driver got out of the car, cursing, and checked the flat tire.
"You." Uncle Jiu smiled and patted Wang Xiaohei on the head, and said, "Let's go to the train station first. If you're late, you won't be able to catch the train."
Uncle Jiu has been to the provincial capital several times, so he naturally knows where the train station is.
Not to mention, it was quite far, and it took them more than half an hour to get there.
When they bought their tickets and entered the platform, it was already 7:45.
It will leave in fifteen minutes, and the train has not yet entered the station.
Wang Xiaohei walked in this train station full of old times, and I have to say that it really has a unique flavor.
There are already many people on the platform.
During the Republic of China, train seats were divided into three levels: first-class, second-class and third-class.
The price of a first-class seat is several times that of a second-class seat, and the price of a second-class seat is several times that of a third-class seat.
Of course, the fare is not constant either.
The environment and facilities in the first-class and second-class carriages are quite good.
In the first-class train, there are two people in a room, or one person in a room. The beds are very large and luxurious, and there are also dedicated flight attendants. The people who live there are either rich or expensive.
The second-class train has a room for four people, with two beds on the left and right, divided into upper and lower floors. There are bedding, electric lights, and fans. The equipment is very thoughtful. Western food is also available on the train, and the dishes are all delicious.
As for third-class cars, those are ordinary people.
Basically, they are crowded, overcrowded, smoky, and there are many thieves.
At this time, the conductors always greeted the passengers in the first-class carriage with a smile, because they knew that the people sitting inside were either rich or noble and could not afford to offend them.
Passengers in second- and third-class carriages always have a straight face and rarely smile.
And Uncle Jiu was not in a hurry, so he bought a second-class ticket.
After waiting for almost ten minutes, the unique sound of the train's whistle came from the distant railway tracks.
"Coming, coming."
"The train is coming."
"Hurry up, hurry up, get up, we'll run faster and grab a spot later."
"Bao'er, hold on tight, don't let go, otherwise you won't be able to find your father and mother."
When the train entered the station, the people who were squatting on the ground to rest stood up one by one and were fully prepared.
To be honest, if I didn't know that I was getting on a train, I would have thought that I was going to fight.
There are still some soldiers guarding the area with guns. If anything goes wrong, they may be suppressed forcefully.
After all, the train station is also a very important place.
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In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Uncle Jiu even bought a ticket for Wang Xiaohei.
This also proves Uncle Jiu’s foresight.
When getting on the bus, the flight attendant stopped Wang Xiaohei.
However, when Uncle Jiu showed the two tickets to the flight attendant, the flight attendant had no reason to stop him anymore.
After Uncle Jiu and Wang Xiaohei entered the carriage, no one was inside.
Obviously, they were the first to arrive.
The interior of the carriage is not very big, but it is definitely more than enough for four people.
There are two beds on each side, with bunk beds.
The lower bunk is equivalent to a seat. There is also a small dining table in the middle.
According to the ticket numbers, Uncle Jiu and Wang Xiaohei were sitting on the left side.
The quilt on the bed is also clean and not dirty.
Wang Xiaohei immediately climbed up to the upper bunk.
Uncle Jiu put the salute on the lower bunk and sat up.
Although I slept on the bed last night, it was so hard that I didn't sleep well at all.
During the Republic of China, the level of railway technology was generally low and railway standards were not uniform. Coupled with the impact of war, the maximum train speed was only 40 to 50 kilometers per hour. All passenger and freight trains were pulled by steam locomotives.
In addition, it had to stop from time to time, or was stopped by some warlords for inspection, etc.
The train they took this time will travel more than 700 kilometers.
This more than 700 kilometers will take at least 20 to 30 hours.
In later generations, it will be more than 700 kilometers, and it will only take about two hours by high-speed rail.
It would be faster if it were a plane.
In the 1930s and 1940s, the Manchuria Asia Express, under the control of the island country, used Pacific 6 streamlined steam locomotives for traction, with a top speed of 130 kilometers per hour.
At this moment, the carriage door was opened, and a middle-aged man walked in with a young woman.
Judging from the clothes of the middle-aged men and women, they should not belong to ordinary people. However, they are not the kind of rich families. It can only be said that they are in the middle level.
The middle-aged man glanced at Uncle Jiu, and then said to the woman: "Ya'er, you've also traveled all night. You can go to the upper bunk and have a rest first."
"Okay, Dad." Qing'er nodded, glanced at Uncle Jiu secretly, and then climbed to the upper bunk carefully.
The middle-aged man placed the salute under the bed and then sat on the bed on the right side.
"Hello, my surname is Lin. What should I call this friend?" the middle-aged man said, cupping his hands towards Uncle Jiu.
"It's easy to talk, I'm Lin Zhengying in Maoshan." Uncle Jiu said with his hands in hand.
"Hey, it's still my family. My name is Lin Yuren, and you are a Taoist priest from Maoshan?" Lin Yuren said in surprise.
Almost most people know the name of Maoshan.
After all, in this day and age, it’s hard to find a town without a Maoshan Taoist priest nearby.
"Not bad." Uncle Jiu smiled and nodded.
The woman on the upper bunk also stuck her head out and looked at Uncle Jiu curiously.
"This is my little girl, Lin Qingya. I am sending her to school in Nanjing this time."
After Lin Yuren learned that Uncle Jiu was a Taoist priest from Maoshan, he became a little enthusiastic.
"Hello, Taoist Master." Lin Qingya greeted Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu smiled at Lin Qingya and said, "Ling Qianjin's face is full of intelligence, and she will definitely be blessed in the future."
"Thank you for the compliment, haha." Lin Yuren also laughed.
"Taoist priest, why is there a dog on your upper bunk? Is it yours?" Lin Qingya said suddenly.
"Huh? Dog." Lin Yuren also looked puzzled.
Uncle Jiu smiled and said: "I didn't raise him, he is my guardian spirit beast in Maoshan."
I have a rest today. I will post the next chapter after I finish coding.
