The steam train in the city in the distance came whirring along the railway track, and Mir turned around to protect Meng Liuli.
The train door opened as promised, he threw a copper coin into the glass box, and followed the conductor's instructions and walked to the back.
The people in the car turned their attention to him. This elegant and restrained beautiful elf was holding a dream iris in his hand, which gave him a unique sense of beauty.
Mir smiled and sat down in an empty seat.
"She must be beautiful, right?" A female voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Since I was a child, no one has given me even a dream iris."
Hearing this, Mir turned around and saw that the girl was holding a leather-covered book, her hair was a little messy, her face was pretty, and she looked at Mir like little stars in her eyes.
"Do all girls like Dream Iris?"
Mir was a little puzzled, but more importantly, he wanted to understand the customs and customs of this world. Maybe in this world, flowers are just like exquisite lipsticks, cute little pets, and luxurious designer bags, which are very popular among women.
"Who wouldn't like someone to give them a dream iris?" The girl smiled slightly: "Believe me, she will be surprised."
"Thank you." Mir followed the girl's cheek and looked at the book in her hand: "I would like to ask, are you a student?"
"I studied at Stolen Civilian College, majoring in steam development and maintenance. However, due to the explosion at the steam factory half a year ago, many students have switched to other subjects." The girl rubbed her messy hair: "You may ask Why I didn't change my major was because there were too many subsidies. I majored in steam development and maintenance, which not only exempted me from tuition fees, but also provided me with a monthly subsidy. However, the only drawback was that I had to work in the assigned factory after graduation. Five years, otherwise the subsidies for those years will have to be refunded.”
Is there such a shortage of technical personnel in this world? Perhaps it was due to the shortage of steam technicians in Stollen. Although people knew that the explosion of the steam factory was caused by heretics, future steam factories may also be linked to danger.
"I have to cheer up," the girl rubbed her cheek: "I have to get good grades before graduation to avoid being assigned to maintenance work."
The girl opened the book in her hand, and Mir stood up curiously and sat down next to her. The girl was willing to share it with him, but to be honest, Mir looked confused when he looked at those complicated machines.
But the girl's explanation is easy to understand: "The boiler is the core, the cylinder is converted, the piston is converted into rotational power, the connecting rod connects the piston and the crankshaft, and the crankshaft converts the rotational kinetic energy into mechanical energy..."
Listening to the girl's tireless talk, Mir also had a certain understanding of steam: "So, is it essentially about boiling water?"
Hearing this, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You can also understand it this way, or your understanding is completely fine. All the steam cores are studying how to make it faster, more convenient, and more efficient. 'boil water'."
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Time slipped away quietly like this. With the arrival of Shengding Station, Mir stood up with hesitation: "Thank you for telling me this. My name is Mir. Nice to meet you. I have to get off the bus. Looking forward to it." See you next time."
"It's an honor for me to have a good listener. As my mentor said, ten lessons are worth less than one lecture. Having a good listener can deeply consolidate your knowledge." The girl stood up and pulled up the corners of her skirt. , bending his knees slightly, as if it was a courtesy: "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Mir, my name is Sophia, I wish you all the best."
Compared with Haowu Street, the Shengding residential area looks more luxurious. White porcelain is paved on the street floor. It is clean and tidy, indicating that it is cleaned every day.
I opened the map and walked inside, but after a while I saw a gorgeous villa. The villa was like a small castle. The garden was full of purple flowers. The flowers looked like hyacinths, but Zoe said , these flowers are called purple tail flowers.
Unexpectedly, there is no lock on the entire fence door. It is ajar and can be opened with a push.
Mir walked into the garden, smelled the faint fragrance of flowers, and knocked on the door.
The sound of slight footsteps came, and as the door opened, the sleepy-eyed Emilia cat's head emerged.
When she saw Mir outside the door, she looked a little confused, like a kitten that had been forcibly turned on. Then she saw the Dream Iris in his hand, and even her words were a little awkward: "You, you, this, I......"
"Good afternoon, Emilia, forgive me for the presumptuous visit," Mir bowed slightly to her and handed over the Dream Iris in his hand: "Please accept it, it is as beautiful as you."
Looking at the beautifully blooming Dream Iris and Mir holding it with a serious expression, Emilia was stunned at this moment. A strange feeling filled her mind, making her feel dizzy. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
"I, I like it very much, thank you, I will put it in the most conspicuous place, do you want to have snacks? This is the only thing I will do, if you don't like it, then I, then I... ..”
"I like snacks very much. Thank you, so I won't bother you." Looking at Emilia's uneasy expression, Mil felt a little dazed. This beauty who was about twenty-five years old might be more mature than he thought. Be introverted.
When Mir walked in, he saw luxurious decorations, beautiful gas chandeliers, unknown leather sofas, and a clear glass table in the center with various cakes placed on it.
"Did you make all of this? They look just as amazing as you do, and I'm sure they taste just as great."
"Thank you, thank you...please sit down," Emilia's cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of her mouth were slightly proud. In the aristocratic circle, her craftsmanship would be laughed at, not because of poor craftsmanship. Just because the nobles believed that this craft was learned by maids.
If you can be praised in your best field, you don't have to worry about flattery. Sincere praise brings you comfort.
Sitting on the leather sofa, Mir felt that the sofa was soft and a little elastic. The sofa seemed to have sponge cushions and springs, making it extremely comfortable to sit on.
After a great ideological struggle, Emilia sat down next to Mir and pulled a cake on the glass table that was covered with cream and exuded a fragrant fragrance in front of Mir.
Mir was stunned for a moment, thinking that the way of hospitality in this world is still different from that on Earth. On Earth, it is rare for a host to sit next to a guest.
But he didn't think much about it. He picked up the cake and took a small bite. The strong taste filled his mouth, like a lot of spices in one mouthful. The cream also had a fishy smell that even a lot of spices couldn't wash away. Mir Resisting the desire to vomit, he put it back on the plate with a satisfied expression: "This tastes really good. You put a lot of thought into it."
"Really?" Emilia looked delighted and pulled a light red cake in the distance in front of Mil: "Try this again."
"Thank you for inviting me into the house, Emilia." Looking at the red cake, Mir's pupils shrank, and he quickly explained his purpose and changed the subject:
"The reason why I came to visit is because the explosion that caused my amnesia most likely originated from the heresy. I want to collect some information about the heresy. This may be a bit presumptuous. Please forgive me, Emilia, then The explosion caused me to remember nothing, and now I don’t know anything and am very scared.”
"Don't remember anything?" Unexpectedly, Emilia did not get into a fight over the issue of heresy. Instead, she held the dream iris and stared into Mir's eyes: "That 'what' includes everything? ?”
"Yes, Emilia," Mir looked at her beautiful eyes: "I can't remember anything. Apart from language, writing and basic logical thinking, my understanding of the entire world is like that of a newborn. Little baby.”
To be honest, Mir himself was surprised as to why he knew the languages and characters of this world. It was as if it was a matter of course. It was obviously unfamiliar words and words, but he clearly knew its meaning. It was as familiar as his mother tongue. Waiting for a reaction Only when you come here will you notice something is wrong.
"Then, why did you give me a dream iris?" Emilia mustered up the courage to look directly into Mil's light green eyes.
“Zoe told me, she said this is your favorite flower.” Seeing Emilia’s unusual reaction, Mil was a little confused: “Don’t you like it?”
When Amelia heard this, she looked a little aggrieved. She grabbed the two small cakes on the table and stuffed them into her mouth. She stuffed her mouth full, like a little hamster hoarding food, whimpering in her mouth. Say, "Zoe is right, this is indeed my favorite flower."
Seeing that Emilia's mouth was full and she couldn't speak clearly, Mir handed her a glass of milk on the table. Emilia took the milk and drank it all in one go, breathing a little quickly: "Sorry, Please wait for me, I might be choking, I have to go to the bathroom."
