Passengers who crossed the Yangtze River on a small steamer and took the train north came to Uraha Station, which is across the river from Shimonoseki Station.
Chen Muwu had taken trains and passed the Tingjing Yangtze River Bridge several times in his previous life. Chen Muwu didn't have any special feelings. It was just one of countless bridges on the railway line. What was the fuss about?
However, now, he and other passengers were sitting on the steamer "Chengping" crossing the Yangtze River. Chen Muwu looked out the window at the surging river, and suddenly understood the great man's saying: "A bridge flies over the north and south, and the chasm becomes a thoroughfare." There is so much sadness and helplessness behind it.
Although the word refers to Kui Han and he is currently in Tongjing, the river he has to cross is the same.
Some people say that Zhan Tianyou, the father of railways, had successfully built my country’s first cross-river railway bridge, the Luanhe River Iron Bridge, thirty years ago. But after all, the rivers in the south are different from those in the north, and the Yangtze River is my country’s first It is a big river with a wide surface, large flow and fast flow, and there is no dry season yet. The Republic of China, which is currently waiting for more waste, has neither the technology nor the funds to support building a bridge on the Yangtze River.
Therefore, the existing railway lines in the south are basically all built to the edge of the river, even if they are built to the end.
When passengers cross the river to the other side, they can take a train on another railway line starting from the station on the other side to go to other places.
In addition to Puji and Xiaguan, other stations built on the riverside include Dazhimen Station in Han Dynasty, Zhakou Station in Hangsan, Baiguan Station in Chen Muwu’s hometown of Qiyu, and Xujiapeng Station where Zaochan will appear in the future. etc.
Except for the Qiantang River Bridge, which was bombed just after it was built, the history of passengers at the above-mentioned stations crossing the river by ferry continued until after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
In less than ten minutes, the small steamer arrived at the north bank of the Yangtze River.
After carrying his luggage and checking in at Pu'ai Station, Chen Muwu saw a beautiful train parked next to the platform at a glance.
This is a high-end cargo ordered from the United States by Wu Yulin, director of the Jinpu Railway Bureau, just last year. It is specially used for the first and second special express trains between Tianli and Pukou.
The carriages are all made of pure steel with blue paint on the outside, commonly known as "blue steel skin". It is the most advanced train carriage in the entire Far East and even Asia. It is much stronger and more durable than those wooden carriages, so the price is also high. A rising tide lifts all boats, and those who can afford it are the wealthy.
Chen Muwu, who sat in the first-class carriage again, had no idea that he would have a bad relationship with this train in the future.
His mind was now completely outside the window, wanting to see how high the platform mentioned in Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Back View" was and whether there were any orange vendors outside the fence.
At 5:05, the sky was getting dark, and the train left Pukou Station in the dusk.
Chen Muwu took out a piece of ocean, asked the waiter to order some food in the dining car, and after taking a random bite, he lay down on his bunk early.
Although it was the top first-class sleeping car in the country, Chen Muwu spent the night on the train almost as if he had insomnia.
Those who have tasted the sweetness can no longer bear the bitterness. In the eyes of people in today's era, trains may still be a high-end, modern, convenient and fast novelty.
But in Chen Muwu's opinion, this kind of slow and bumpy train could be used as the bottom level of torture in the eighteenth level of Avici Hell.
Never take this crappy train again on your return trip, switch to a China Merchants ship and go home by sea instead!
With resentment, he finally squinted in confusion for two hours. When he opened his eyes, it was bright and the train had passed through Jixin Mansion.
I washed my face carelessly with the water brought by the waiter - this journey made Chen Muwu realize the power of money. As long as you are willing to spend money, someone can treat you like a master anywhere - passing by De Sanshi and on the platform again He bought a braised chicken wrapped in oil paper on the street. He held the chicken thigh in one hand and flipped through the magazine he brought in the car with the other.
"Saturday" and "Red Magazine" are two magazines with wide sales in Jihai. Their main readers range from the small bourgeoisie to cultural celebrities. Their content mainly focuses on the market spirit of a small bourgeoisie.
The novels published in it basically belong to the Mandarin Duck and Butterfly school: romance, society, shady prostitution, family martial arts, gods, monsters, military, detectives, funny history, palaces...themes are broad and all-encompassing.
In the first issue of the New Year's "Red Magazine" that Chen Muwu held in his hand, he saw a masterpiece that he had heard of for a long time but had never read, Xiang Kairan, that is, "The Legend of Jianghu" by Unxiaosheng. .
This novel has been regarded as a classic by countless martial arts masters in later generations, and it is said that it was also very popular among the people during the Republic of China. The movie "The Burning of the Red Lotus Temple" adapted from it was produced in 18 movies in three years, one of which became a hit. The theater showing the movie was packed to capacity.
After reading it several times, Chen Muwu commented on the novel that it was a good way to pass the time, and it did make him temporarily forget about the discomfort and bumpiness of sitting on the train.
But it has shortcomings in terms of attracting people, because after Chen Muwu read the latest issue of the serial, he didn't have that scratching feeling that he couldn't wait to see the next plot of the story immediately.
Probably because I have read a lot of Jin Guliang Wen before, but now when I read Pingjiang Buxiaosheng, the founder of martial arts, I feel a little like "I don't want to see the mountains when I return from Huangshan Mountain".
It is said that in order to prevent Xiang Kairan from losing the motivation to write, Shen Zhifang, the general manager of World Book Company, offered him a high price of ten oceans per thousand words in the later period of the serialization of "The Legend of Jianghu".
However, in the later stages of writing, Pingjiang Buxiaosheng still disappeared, and Shen Zhifang had no choice but to invite Zhao Tiaokuang to ghostwrite, and finally completed the novel.
When people found Xiang Kairan again, who had been missing for a long time, they found that he had indeed abandoned a certain part of his body.
But instead of cutting off his penis and becoming a eunuch in the palace, he shaved off his hair and became a Buddhist layman.
Chen Muwu was not interested in the latter part, but he seemed to have found a way to make money from the high royalties.
It was already late at night when the locomotive with white smoke pulled into the Zhengyangmen East Station in Beijing. One second, Chen Muwu was worrying about where he should go alone in the dead of night. The next second, he saw the bustling people outside the train station. Situation: Relatives and friends coming to pick up passengers, foreign carts and donkey carts waiting to solicit customers - because eunuchs in the Qing Dynasty liked riding horse-drawn carriages, after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, people were taboo about taking the same means of transportation as eunuchs, and horse-drawn carriages gradually ceased to be common means of transportation. There are also vendors carrying poles and carts selling all kinds of snacks and late-night snacks.
"Japonica rice porridge! Japonica rice porridge! Freshly made japonica rice porridge! One bowl for both of you!"
"Fried dumplings, fried rings, and fragrant and crispy cannabis flowers!"
“Tahini pancakes!”
“Chicken soup wontons!”
“Lamb noodles!”
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Listening to the sweet shouts of the Beijing accent, Chen Muwu witnessed with his own eyes the fireworks of the world that he had only heard in Hou Baolin's cross talk.
The Western-style clock tower that stands to the west of the train station, the hour hand on the dial has pointed to nearly eleven o'clock. Chen Muwu felt that he must not bother his eldest brother's friends tonight, so he had to find a hotel around the station that seemed clean and safe. hotel and stayed in.
