Early the next morning, on the way to the train station, Zhang Zhiwei spent dozens of pennies on some steamed buns, meatloaf, steamed buns, roast duck and so on.
Anyone who has ever taken a green leather train in later generations knows that the food on the train is expensive, so it is best to prepare some food before getting on the train.
The steam trains of the Republic of China were much slower than the green trains of later generations, so it would be a good idea to prepare some food.
Zhang Jingqing agreed with this.
When we arrived at the train station, we started buying tickets.
In this year, transportation is scarce and train tickets are expensive, but business is still booming and the ticket window is full of people.
"Master, please sit down for a while and I'll buy a ticket!"
Zhang Zhiwei looked around and found a window with a small queue to buy tickets.
After waiting in line for a while, it was his turn.
The conductor at the window asked:
"Master Taoist, what's the waiting list for tickets?"
"What's the point?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.
"Is it your first time taking a train, Mr. Dao?"
"yes!"
The first time I took a train... The conductor looked Zhang Zhiwei up and down, "Since it's the first time, let me tell you, the carriages in our train are graded, and they are divided into first-class cars. , second-class trains, third-class trains, our window only sells tickets for second-class and first-class trains. If you want to buy third-class train tickets, you have to go to the windows next to them with a lot of queues."
It turns out that the division of business class second class seats has a long history...
Zhang Zhiwei asked: "What's the difference?"
The conductor said: "The difference is huge. The feeling of riding on these three types of cars is different. Of course, the ticket prices are also different."
"First-class cars are the most comfortable, with gorgeous equipment, spacious seats, carpets on the ground floor, dressing rooms, toilets, etc."
"Let me tell you this, the seats are covered with goose down. As soon as you sit down, your whole body will feel close and soft. It's called comfort."
"The decoration and equipment of the second-class cars are slightly inferior to those of the first-class cars, but they also have upholstered seats and spacious seats."
"Third-class cars have the simplest equipment. The seats are hard boards and extremely narrow. There are no sleepers and passengers cannot enter the dining car."
"Especially at night, when the lights are dark and there are so many people, I can't read books or newspapers, and I can't sleep. I guess you can't calm down even while meditating and chanting sutras."
"Master Dao, do you want to buy a second-class seat or a first-class seat?"
"What's the price?"
The conductor said: "The third-class ticket costs 2.50 oceans, the second-class ticket costs 5 oceans, and the first-class ticket costs 10 oceans. The second-class and first-class cars come with sleepers. If you want to sleep, you need to pay more!"
Zhang Zhiwei casually threw out 20 yuan: "Two overhead seat tickets, window seats, side by side!"
But before the ocean fell in the air, it was caught by a hand.
The person who caught him was Zhang Jingqing.
Zhang Jingqing put away 20 ocean coins, took out 10 coins and handed them to the counter:
"Just two second-class tickets!"
The conductor looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "This..."
Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said: "This is my master, just buy it according to the master's instructions!"
Looking at the 10 ocean coins in his hand, the conductor couldn't help but persuade:
"This old Taoist seems to be a man who is not short of money. You'd better buy a first-class seat. It's comfortable and spacious. It's much more comfortable than a second-class seat!"
Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice: "Just take a second-class seat!"
Seeing this, the conductor said no more and handed out the ticket with both hands.
"Take this note!"
Zhang Zhiwei took the ticket and went to the waiting hall under the guidance of the staff.
The waiting hall is dedicated to second-class seats.
The first class car is a VIP box.
Third-class passengers can only wait next to the railway tracks while smelling soot.
In the waiting hall, Zhang Zhiwei asked in confusion: "Master, why don't you take the first-class seat?"
He thought that Zhang Jingqing would say something big, such as the inconvenience of first-class seats if you want to see all kinds of things in the world.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice: "Because there are many red-haired ghosts in the first-class carriage, and it smells very bad!"
"The red-haired ghost..."
Zhang Zhiwei was startled, and then he remembered the meaning of the word red-haired ghost. It first referred to the Dutch colonists, and later generally referred to all foreigners.
Master chose a second-class seat because he didn’t want to meet foreigners?
Thinking of the conductor's introduction to the carriage, Zhang Zhiwei figured it out immediately.
First-class cars are either rich or expensive. Most of them are foreigners with high aspirations, or high-ranking aristocrats who are full of feudal remnants.
These two types of people, no matter what kind, are looked down upon by ordinary people.
Especially among foreigners, sick man is basically a mantra on their lips.
He and Zhang Jingqing wore Taoist robes and had long hair, which would inevitably attract siege, comments, and cynicism.
As the saying goes, armed with sharp weapons, murderous intentions arise naturally. If the other party is mocking him, and if it is not excessive, Zhang Zhiwei may not care too much.
And if it was master Zhang Jingqing who was humiliated, Zhang Zhiwei might not be able to bear it any more and would be the one to teach him how to be a good person.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei said: "Most of these red-haired ghosts have body odor, so they like to use some perfume to cover it up. But if they are piled up and mixed together, it will be a kind of torture. Master is really wise and powerful!"
Zhang Jingqing closed her small eyes and glanced at Zhang Zhiwei angrily: "If you say weird things again, I will use the Chonglong Jade Talisman on you and throw you into the middle of the red-haired ghosts so that you can feel it!"
Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"
The Chonglong Jade Talisman is a talisman that deifies the nose, allowing people to have a sense of smell comparable to that of a dog's nose.
If you reach out to a place filled with strong body odor and perfume...
Zhang Zhiwei shuddered. Normally, he would sneeze when he smelled the strong smell of perfume, let alone the deified nose, and it was also mixed with body odor.
He immediately became a good baby, stopped talking, closed his eyes and meditated, cultivating his life.
Not long after, the train arrived at the station.
People in each carriage lined up to board the train.
When getting on the bus, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the situation of the first and third-class buses.
The first-class carriage was the shortest, as he had guessed. Most of the people on the first-class carriage were ghost guys wearing suits and holding canes.
There are also some people wearing long robes and mandarin jackets.
These people looked down upon everyone, but they only lowered their heads in front of the ghost guy.
The third-class train is the longest, has the most people, and is as crowded as a sardine can. It has a sense of déjà vu on the Indian trains of later generations.
After one glance, Zhang Zhiwei withdrew his gaze.
Get in the car and sit in your seat.
Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei sat side by side by the window. Opposite them sat a young couple with a baby.
Not long after, with the sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang", the train set off.
Maybe it was because the train made too much noise while it was running. After the train departed, the little baby kept crying, causing great dissatisfaction among the people around him.
The couple apologized sincerely and tried their best to comfort them.
But none of this bothered Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing. The master and the apprentice sat cross-legged on soft chairs, calmed down, meditated and practiced, looking like Taoist masters.
When the couple opposite saw this, they comforted the baby and came over to chat for a while.
"It was the first time for the child to ride a train, and he was a little noisy. I was really embarrassed to disturb the two Taoist priests who were doing their meditation!" the couple said.
"It's okay!" Zhang Jingqing smiled.
"I wonder which sect the two Taoist priests belong to?" the husband asked.
"Master and disciple Pindao are from the Zhengyi Sect of Longhu Mountain!" Zhang Jingqing said.
"It turns out to be the Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion!" The couple was overjoyed and quickly took out two big coins and handed them to Zhang Jingqing.
Zhang Jingqing waved her hand and refused: "The donor, a monk, talks about fate, not money!"
