The University of Atlanta has grown far beyond most people's expectations.

And what is far more important than most people expect is the development of Atlanta City.

In two and a half years, Atlanta City quadrupled in size. What is this concept? It's almost the equivalent of expanding a new urban area in each of the four directions.

Population growth is even more exaggerated, with more than 10 times the number after several major inflows compared to two and a half years ago. If it weren't for the very scientific planning of the city's housing and the gradual control of the eligibility of the moving population, I am afraid that Atlanta City would have been crowded.

It can be said that the development and expansion of Atlanta City has become a legend, leaving all the cities in the main continent far behind.

Because of its peculiarities, the University of Atlanta is not too famous in the main continent, and it only spreads among a certain circle of people. Atlanta City is different, it has become a "pearl" of sarin, and has become one of the most desirable places in the main continent.

Here, you can find all kinds of strange creations, incredible entertainment, delicious food, and fashionable and beautiful clothes.

Merchants, craftsmen, poor and rich are all attracted.

Machu stood outside the university gate, looking at the crowded streets in front of him, at the high-rise stone buildings on both sides, and at the clock tower landmark that almost pierced the sky in the distance. Rao has seen the same scene hundreds of times, but he is still a little uncomfortable, and he always feels too illusory.

He had been to big cities, and he knew that Char and other big cities had a prosperity that did not belong to Atlanta City.

But Char and other big cities took decades to build, and Atlanta City has only been built for a few years. According to the current development trend, I am afraid that in another year or two, Atlanta City will be able to leave all the big cities in the main continent far behind and become the first city in the main continent.

It's really crazy.

This is not a "city of peace" at all, but a "city of madness".

Thankfully, he's a member of the "Crazy City" and a student at the University of Atlanta.

Therefore, he does not need to be afraid and intimidated like those hillbillies who have just entered the city, but should be honored and proud.

"Whew-"

Machu exhaled and pressed the university badge on his chest again, feeling a calm emotion enveloping his whole body. With a shallow confident smile on his face, like a big man who has seen the world, he turned his head slightly and looked at the row of people squatting on the side of the road at the entrance of the university.

There were about twenty or thirty people in that row, of all ages and appearances. However, they are all relatively sturdy men, with uniform uniforms, white kaftan on the top, loose light yellow leggings on the bottom, and a pair of light gray shoes on the feet, as if waiting for something, and their eyes are full of anticipation.

Machu knew that those were rickshaw pullers.

Speaking of which, rickshaw driver is also a profession that has only become popular in the last year.

The reason is that Atlanta City is developing too fast, the population is growing too fast, and the city is once very polluted. After several treatments, there was an improvement, and domestic sewage and filth were forcibly discharged from the sewers instead of being dumped on the streets.

However, the domestic sewage and filth have been solved, and there is another thing that is still resisting stubbornly, that is, horse manure.

People are quite intelligent, so they know what is right and what is wrong, what they do will be rewarded, and what they will be punished.

But horses are different, and while working hard, they excrete as they please. As a result, for a long time, the people of Atlanta City were walking on horse manure.

Even if someone invented something like a horse manure bag, the promotion did not go well, and the Atlanta government did not have strong support. According to some grapevines, Atlanta officials believe that horses are a relatively backward means of transportation and will be eliminated sooner or later. Instead of putting a lot of effort into improving the pollution caused by horses, you should have found a way to replace the horses altogether.

However, the replacement of horses is not so easy after all, so so far Atlanta officials are also improving and multi-pronged:

The first aspect is to find ways to reduce the use of horses without compromising efficiency.

In the second direction, the horse is restricted to walking on a fixed road.

Third, in the form of subsidies, horse breeders are encouraged to buy their own horse manure pockets for use.

I heard that there is a fourth aspect, which is to use legislation to declare that every adult horse walking in Atlanta City must have a special serial number.

In order to get a serial number, you must buy a horse manure pocket to use. Once found, if you do not use the horse manure pocket after obtaining the serial number, a certain number of serial qualification points will be deducted - the score will be cleared, and the serial number will be withdrawn.

For those horses that do not have a serial number and have to be forced on the road, they will be directly impounded.

In this way, it is possible to promote the horse manure pocket faster.

However, this is only heard, and it has not yet been officially implemented.

Regardless, the number of coachmen in Atlanta City is gradually decreasing, and in contrast to this, rickshaw drivers appear.

These rickshaw pullers were often new to the city, poor people who had no skills to gain a foothold in the city, so they had to sell their strength. Each person would rent a light rickshaw, and for a few coppers, they would be hired to take them to most parts of the city.

This mode of travel is not much slower than a horse-drawn carriage, and it can also take a shortcut through remote alleys, which is relatively more efficient. The disadvantage is that you can only pull up to two people at a time, and you can't bring too much luggage, otherwise you have to go to a hired carriage.

As far as Machu was concerned, he was not a noble young master, he was not yet broad enough to hire a carriage casually, and with so much money, he had already gone to invite a beautiful lady to dinner.

However, having said that, while you can't hire a horse-drawn carriage, it's okay to hire a rickshaw once in a while.

The place where he was going to go today for the school mission was relatively far away, but he didn't want to get to the back of the stinky sweat, and it was best to hire a rickshaw.

So......

Machu pondered, walked up to the rickshaw drivers, scanned the twenty or thirty rickshaw drivers a few times, and finally reached out and picked out a large man who looked more honest.

The big rickshaw pulled his car out of the corner, and Ma Qiu sat on it and asked aloud, "How much does it cost to go to the horse station in Dongcheng?"

Eastside Horse Station, a transportation hub in Atlanta City, transports both people and goods, and Machu's mission today is to pick up a person there.

The big rickshaw driver listened to Maqiu's question, thought for a moment, and discussed, "How about ten copper coins?"

Ma Qiu frowned: "Usually, it's eight copper coins." He suddenly felt that he might have chosen the wrong person, the big coachman looked honest, but he was very cunning in his heart, and he wanted to cheat him for money.

The big rickshaw driver argued: "Today is different......

"What's the difference, can the road be a long one?" Ma Qiu interrupted the rickshaw driver's words, seeing what the other party wanted to say, he didn't bother to argue with the other party, and said directly, "Use the hourglass, charge by the hour, and calculate the money at the place." ”

"That'...... It's okay too. The big rickshaw driver pursed his lips in agreement, took a small translucent glass hourglass from his bosom, and hung it on the hook on the side of the rickshaw. Pale blue sand pours slowly from above to below, and the timer begins.

This hourglass, the official Atlanta City standard timer, is precise and inexpensive, with a scale. If the rickshaw driver does not negotiate the price with the passengers, he will use an hourglass time, and the local fee will be charged according to the scale - one copper coin per scale.

In Ma Qiu's opinion, according to his usual experience, running this way, at most a little more than eight scales, just give nine copper coins for the fare, and you can save a copper coin.

Save a hundred times and invite one more beautiful lady to dinner.

Thinking like this, Machu sat down on the rickshaw and exclaimed, "Let's go." ”

"Uh-huh. The rickshaw driver didn't talk nonsense, he bowed up, took the horse and walked away.

When the rickshaw walked out of a few dozen meters, Ma Qiu suddenly thought of something and reminded the rickshaw driver in time: "By the way, don't take the seventh avenue, take the eighth avenue." ”

Speaking of which, from the main campus of the University of Atlanta, to the East Side Station, walking from Seventh Avenue is about the same distance as walking from Eighth Avenue.

However, when Machu had invited Lady Gianna to dinner some time ago, he had been to Seventh Avenue once.

At the beginning, he saw that a part of Seventh Avenue was being repaired, and he heard that it was to lay railroad tracks, why the railcar was being tested. According to his predictions, it should not be done yet. Then if you go from the 7th Avenue, you will definitely delay time, and if you go from the 8th Avenue, you will save time and money.

After listening to Ma Qiu's words, the rickshaw driver paused for a moment, and asked in confirmation, "Do you really want to take Eighth Avenue?"

Why, knowing that Seventh Avenue is building roads, and still tricking me into going to Seventh Avenue to make more money for cars...... Don't think about it, I'm not that gullible...... Machu thought about it, nodded seriously and responded, "Yes, just go from Eighth Avenue." ”

"Alright then, got it. The rickshaw driver didn't say anything more, ran with his head down, and pulled the rickshaw and sped forward.

Machu leaned on the rickshaw, lying down comfortably and closing his eyes. This is not closing his eyes and resting his mind, but thinking seriously about a series of details of going to the station to pick up people, and how to do things well without going wrong.

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