Chapter 2725 Magic Train

"Dr. Vader, teleportation is of course more convenient, but as long as I have free time, I prefer to choose the way of ordinary people to travel. Taking the opportunity of taking the bus, I can see more, listen more, and learn more about the general public during the journey. voice of the heart."

His Majesty the Emperor patiently explained to the young mage why he gave up the more efficient teleportation travel and chose to take the magic train.

"It makes sense!"

Qiao An nodded in agreement, thinking that governing a country is also a profound and complicated knowledge.

Just as scientific research cannot be done behind closed doors, otherwise there may be jokes about "reinventing the wheel", and politics cannot be divorced from the people. Those jokes about why not eat minced meat throughout the ages are bloody negative teaching materials.

When he arrived at the station, Joan went to the ticket office and found that the window could be used to swipe cloud cards, but most passengers still bought tickets with cash.

This railway line started from Fort Couras and continued eastward across the wilderness to the terminal "Great Falls City" 400 miles away. The fare was only two silver thalers.

Like Joan and Roland, it is of course a good deal to buy a ticket and sit in the Karon Industrial Zone near the end.

Even for those passengers who got off the train after only one stop, considering that in this snowy and snowy winter season, taking the train can save them from suffering from the cold, and after a comprehensive calculation, it is still dozens of miles faster than riding a horse or a carriage. The road is more cost-effective.

On the first day Joan came to the Far East, he exchanged a lot of real money in his pocket for Far East banknotes, handed in four small bills worth one silver thaler, and the conductor handed out two tickets from the window.

Roland patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You invite me to take the train, and when we arrive at the industrial area at noon, I will treat you to dinner."

"Are you going to spend money on the treat yourself?"

"Silly brother, which emperor have you ever seen bring your own wallet when you go out? I treat you, you pay, win-win!"

"I've never seen you like this!"

After chatting for a while, there was the sound of whistling sirens in the distance, and the magic train came into the station.

Today coincides with Sunday, and a large group of passengers in overalls surrounded the platform. They were all blue-collar workers who went to the city on Saturday for the weekend and returned to the industrial area the next day.

When buying tickets just now, Qiao An paid attention to it. These workers didn't look very rich, but they held a cloud card in their hands. It should be handled by the factory uniformly, and wages and bonuses are directly credited into the card.

Joan also heard that workers in the Karon Industrial Zone enjoy a benefit. They can take the train between the capital and the industrial zone once a week without having to pay for tickets. The union regularly deposits the commuting fee into the cloud card, which is convenient Workers go to the city to visit relatives or take vacations on weekends.

There was a turbulent flow of people on the platform, and hundreds of people lined up in front of each train door.

Roland seemed to be afraid that Joan, who was thin and tall, would be squeezed apart by the five big and three thick workers. He spread his arms like an old hen, protected the young mage into the carriage, and took a seat according to the seat number on the ticket.

Joan sat by the car window, and there was a small coffee table firmly fixed on the floor in front of him. He opened the drawer under the coffee table and took a look, and there was a pack of brand new paper cups inside.

It was the first time he saw a cup made of kraft paper when he grew up so big. He took it out and looked through it curiously, and found that the wall of the cup was quite strong, and there was a waterproof membrane like beeswax attached to the inner layer, which could hold boiling water in a short time. Doesn't melt either.

Sitting across from the coffee table, Roland happily looked at the rare and strange little mage, and reminded him to pour tea.

Only then did Joan remember that it was specifically stated on the ticket that the train provided free paper cups and samovars. If you want to drink tea, you can pour it yourself. It is said that you can even get a cube of sugar!

"Dr. Vader, by the way, pour me a cup of black tea without sugar."

"You have hands and feet, why don't you take a trip by yourself?"

"Nonsense! Which emperor have you ever seen line up to pour tea? Hurry up, or the tea will be drunk in a while!"

"It's really yours, Your Majesty!"

Qiao An resentfully picked up two paper cups and followed the flow of people to line up at the big samovar.

At this time, there was a sudden quarrel in the front row of the team, which aroused Qiao An's curiosity, so he leaned over to watch the excitement.

Four or five young workers in blue overalls were yelling around the train conductor wearing a jacket and a peaked cap. Some people were full of anger, accusing the conductor of being unreasonable, while others were full of apologetic smiles, trying to appease the conductor. Calm down and let their little brother go.

The grey-haired train conductor had a gloomy face, holding a brown-haired boy who was also in work uniform with his right hand, with contempt and indignation intertwined in his eyes. Looking at this posture, it seemed that he had caught the other party trying to steal.

"What's the matter with the kid, was he caught stealing in the car?"

Joan heard someone talking beside him.

"Hey! No, no, young people are ignorant, secretly put a few more cubes of sugar in the teacup, and the sharp-eyed old man Luca saw it, so it's okay?"

"Doesn't he know that there is only one piece of sugar in a cup of tea?"

"The kid just came to Fort Colas from the countryside half a month ago. Counting today, he hasn't taken a few trains in total, and he hasn't seen much of the world. Maybe he thinks that the sugar cubes on the train are the same as tea, and there is no limit. "

"It used to be like this. If you want to add a few pieces of sugar to your tea, you can just take a few pieces, and no one cares."

"That was in the past, buddy. This year's recession, our factory hasn't paid bonuses for two months, and the railway company has become more and more stingy. These days are really hard!"

While listening to people's discussions, Joan moved forward with the crowd, and gradually saw the embarrassed face of the brown-haired boy with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

The child looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and was reprimanded by the conductor as if he were a thief in public. He didn't dare to speak harshly, and just kept bowing and apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong... Please don't tell our factory director, Mr. Luka Konstantinovich Bulgakov, I will never dare again... I swear I will never dare again Already!"

"Boy, tell me honestly, how many times is this the first time?"

"The, first time..."

"lie!"

The old man Luka yelled, raised his head like a fighting cock, stared angrily, and poked his finger on the boy's chest.

"Little guy, I noticed you last week! You sneakily added two pieces of sugar to the teacup. I think you are young and pitiful, so I just want to turn a blind eye and let you go." Let it go."

"But you are lucky, you are addicted to taking advantage of it, right? You actually added three pieces of sugar to the teacup in one go today. You really didn't take my old Luca seriously!"

The surrounding crowd booed.

The young man was so ashamed that he couldn't bear the tears in his eyes, and cried out in public.