In the mid-to-late 1990s, trains had not yet experienced various speed increases, and the general speed remained at 60-80 kilometers per hour.
Even the direct express trains that shuttle through various major arteries only reach a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.
This speed is as slow as a snail, not only compared to the ultra-vacuum express pipeline system of the 22nd century, but also compared to the high-speed rail trains 20 years later.
Only after leaving the institute and getting in-depth contact with this era, Zhang Xingyang grasped the pulse of the times.
Liang Yi, who was on a business trip with Zhang Xingyang, originally planned to book a sleeper carriage for the two of them, but Zhang Xingyang refused.
Zhang Xingyang comes from the future more than a hundred years later, and there are many things he doesn't understand about life in this era.
If you want to better integrate into this era, you must have enough contact with this era.
Zhang Xingyang, who was sitting in the hard-seat carriage, looked at the furnishings in the carriage curiously.
The dark blue backrest of the high backrest is covered with pure white patterned cloth, and in front of it is a long black table.
There is no air conditioning installed in the car. Fortunately, the temperature in the south in March is neither cold nor hot, and the windows on both sides are half open.
The gentle spring breeze blew from both sides, and Zhang Xingyang felt very comfortable.
In the 22nd century, living in a space city where all climate conditions are controlled by a central computer, such natural wind is a very luxurious enjoyment.
Sitting opposite Zhang Xingyang was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue denim jacket and carrying a black leather bag.
"Young man, are you going to the south?"
The middle-aged man glanced back and forth between Zhang Xingyang and Liang Yi and asked.
Only then did Zhang Xingyang calm down from looking at the surrounding environment and replied:
"Yes, we are going to Shonan this time, what about you?"
The middle-aged man sitting opposite his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly:
"I also want to go to Shonan and go home to visit my relatives."
At this time, Liang Yi looked up and down at the middle-aged man opposite him, frowning, and couldn't help but ask:
"Did you just come back from Damao's house in the north?"
Fu Yichen even laughed when he heard this and said:
"How did you know that I was in the canning business at Da Mao's house?"
Hearing this, Liang Yi said, "You sound a bit stupid when you talk. I used to study there."
Fu Yichen felt that the two people opposite seemed to have a good background, so he quickly climbed up the pole and said:
"Then you were very good at studying before, but you can't do it with me. You came out to work before you graduated from middle school, and you haven't made a name for yourself yet."
Zhang Xingyang was a little curious. According to people's accounts later, it seemed that he could make a lot of money in the canning business with Da Mao in this era, so he asked:
"Didn't you say it's easy to make money doing business with Da Mao?"
When Fu Yichen heard this, he knew that the other party must have heard the story from those who made money, so he sighed and said:
"That was before. In the past few years, more and more people have gone to Da Mao's house to do business. Business is not as easy as before. Moreover, Da Mao's public security has not been very good in the past two years. Doing business is very risky."
Liang Yi nodded and agreed with the other party's view. Many of the people he knew who went to Da Mao's house to do business before came back during this time.
The reason is security issues, and everyone's personal safety cannot be guaranteed.
"Since you are a native of southern Hunan, have you ever heard of Factory 703?"
Zhang Xingyang thought that as a local, the other party might be able to get some more realistic views.
Fu Yichen was stunned when he heard this and asked:
"Why are you going to Factory 703? If I remember correctly, it's a military factory?"
Zhang Xingyang smiled and said:
"Our unit has some production cooperation matters with Factory 703. We are here to discuss these issues."
Fu Yichen relaxed slightly at this time, pursed his lips, thought for a while and said:
"Factory 703 is an old factory. It was moved from the Northeast during the construction of the third line. It has been a factory directly under the military these years."
Zhang Xingyang continued to ask: "How is the situation in the factory now? The situation in state-owned factories is not very good during this period."
When Fu Yichen heard the other party's question, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said:
"This is the right person to ask. Do you know why I went north to do business?"
Before Zhang Xingyang and Liang Yi could continue asking questions, Fu Yichen continued:
“I was originally a worker in Factory 703. At that time, there were no orders in the factory and I could only earn a little living expenses every month, but I still had four children to support at home.
How could this little money cover the expenses of a large family? I could only take a leave of absence without pay and go to the north alone.
In the past few years, my wife has told me about the situation in the factory one after another. Most of the people in the factory have taken leave of absence without pay or simply resigned and went to work in the north or south. "
Zhang Xingyang glanced at Liang Yi at this time, and Liang Yi smiled bitterly.
He probably didn't expect that the factory's situation would be so bad.
"Then if the factory reopens, do you think it will be successful?"
Zhang Xingyang asked, looking at Fu Yichen who was a little emotional.
Fu Yichen curled his lips and said with a bit of disdain:
"As for the shabby equipment currently in the 703 factory, it is not certain whether it can be used now. If we want to resume work, it is impossible with all kinds of equipment!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xingyang turned his head and whispered to Liang Yi:
"Uncle Liang, we must discuss the equipment update issue with them clearly at that time. It is best to let them provide the funds involved."
Liang Yi nodded, indicating that he understood.
Zhang Xingyang turned to Fu Yichen and asked:
"What about personnel? How is the quality of the workers in the factory?"
Fu Yichen also saw at this time that among the two people opposite him, the one who really made the decision was the young man in front of him who looked very young.
Therefore, of course he would not be stingy with his words, saying:
"Some old workers still stay in the factory, and their skills are still good. Other than that, there are not many people who can actually work."
As a former member of Factory 703, Fu Yichen certainly didn't want to say too many bad things, but the other party was obviously not someone to be fooled.
I didn’t dare to hide too much about the situation, so I could only say something nice:
"The technical level of the masters in the factory is still very high, and they are all senior workers."
Zhang Xingyang smiled and said to the other party:
"Thank you, brother. We will go and investigate on our own."
At this time, Liang Yi also took out two Chinese cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Fu Yichen and the other to Zhang Xingyang.
Zhang Xingyang took the cigarette, smelled it, and put it into his pocket.
"Xingyang, don't you smoke now?"
Liang Yi looked at him and raised his eyebrows, then asked with a smile.
After all, Zhang Xingyang is no longer the soul he once was, and many of his living habits are actually different.
So he just smiled and did not answer Liang Yi's question directly.
Putting his arms on the car window, Zhang Xingyang blew in the warm wind blowing from the window.
Next to the train track is an endless wilderness. At this time, the trees have just sprouted buds, as if this ancient country is on the eve of its rise!
