(Maopu Chinese) Since at that time, there was only less than 200 kilometers from Ningcheng to the provincial capital, if in He Xiaojun's previous life, the whole journey took the high speed, it would only take more than two hours to arrive. But in those days, not only were there no highways, but there were not even direct means of transportation.

The most labor-saving way to complete this journey is to take a train from Ningcheng to the city, and then take a boat from the city to the provincial capital.

He Xiaojun and the others chose this route.

In his previous life, He Xiaojun worked as a salesman in a state-owned factory for a period of time, and he also liked to travel, so he took a lot of trains. He has taken the general express, express express, light rail, and high-speed rail, so the train is no stranger to him.

However, after getting on the train that he had not taken in this life, He Xiaojun knew that the train of this era was very different from the train he took in his previous life.

First of all, the sound of the train in this era is geometrically increased compared with the train in He Xiaojun's previous life. In the previous life, when I took the train, the small sound of the power conversion of the wheel and axle had no effect on people's sleep, but now this train, the sound is so loud that people's ears hurt, that is, people sitting in the same seat want to talk, and they have to shout close to their ears to hear.

The second is that the cabin of the train is very poorly sealed, so bad that not only all kinds of sounds from the outside can come in without filtering, but all kinds of dust also fly in without barriers, making the whole carriage dusty all the time.

What's more, the speed of contemporary trains is only a little faster than ox carts, not to mention that it is compared with the high-speed rail in He Xiaojun's previous life, even if it is faster than Pu, it is far worse.

In He Xiaojun's previous life, he had only sat on the general express once. It was a business trip in Hunan, and he took the general express from the provincial capital of Hunan to a prefecture-level city, where the 181-kilometer train marked on the itinerary sign took more than four hours. Since that time, he has vowed not to ride the ordinary express again, because the speed of the ox cart makes him unbearable.

Now, He Xiaojun felt that compared with the train he was taking now, it was like a horse-drawn carriage compared to an ox-cart, because they walked for four hours on the more than 60-kilometer road today.

It is only more than ten kilometers per hour, and He Xiaojun believes that even if he rides a bicycle, he is more than that. And he had to suffer from the noise and dust, which made He Xiaojun regret why he didn't run and hurry?

Before dawn, when they arrived in the city, it was already lunch time, and the train terminal in the city was next to the passenger station, so after He Xiaojun and the others got off the train, they immediately went to the passenger station next to them and bought a ticket for the recent boat to the provincial capital.

The nearest boat will not leave until the afternoon, so He Xiaojun and the others decided to fill their stomachs first, and then wait for the ship.

At that time, the place where the train terminal in the city was located was a ruin on the outskirts of the city, a pitifully small ruin.

This place He Xiaojun had been here in his previous life and had been here for a while. Because in the previous life, there were two state-level factories in this place, and He Xiaojun was sent by the factory Since he has lived in this place for a while, he is of course familiar with this area, so He Xiaojun knows that there is a special noodle product called "silver silk noodles" in this place, which is the best in pasta.

In the information of his previous life, He Xiaojun knew that this specialty had been born in the current era and was already popular, so he took Situ Huaibi and his daughter, asked a few local people, and then found an authentic noodle restaurant to taste this local delicacy.

"Silver silk noodles", as the name suggests, is a kind of noodles like silver threads, what He Xiaojun tasted that day was really like thin and shiny noodles like silver threads, and this noodles are far better than the same products in his previous life regardless of taste and taste.

This situation made He Xiaojun stunned, isn't it, the technology of later generations is advanced, and the production process of noodles should also be advanced, and after more than half a century of accumulation of production experience, theoretically it should be the product at that time, how can it be that it is not as good as today more than half a century ago?

After thinking about it for a while, He Xiaojun, who suddenly came to his senses, knew the reason.

One is that the noodles at this time were made by hand, while in his previous life, they were all made by machines, which is the difference in the taste of noodles. Although technology is advanced, many things, especially food, can never be replaced by machines in the process of production.

First, the food of this era has not been contaminated. Just like the pork used to wrap "Yunyi", it is genuine and not fed (hehe, where did the feed come from in that era?). The meat is of course fresh and sweet; For example, the natural water that was not polluted by industrial wastewater and pesticides in those days was of course fresh and sweet.

Alas, the progress of the times, although in most respects it is a good thing, in some respects, is a bad thing. As the saying goes, there are pros and cons.

Because of the progress of science and technology, the manufacturing process has been shortened a lot, and therefore there are quick food raw materials and fast food, which not only deprive people of taste, but also bring a variety of latent hazards to people's bodies, which is also a disadvantage of social progress.

With the progress of society and the development of automation, a variety of manufacturing industries have also emerged, and a variety of high-tech products have also emerged. But the manufacturing industry has become the source of pollution, and high-tech products have also contributed to the mutation of crops, all of which have become the culprits of nature's destruction.

At this time, He Xiaojun remembered that in his previous life, a Hong Kong master once expressed such an emotion: Why does social progress always have to stand on the opposite side of nature?

Situ Huaibi's father and daughter, who were dining at the same table as He Xiaojun, didn't know that this young and capable person they were traveling with could have so many emotions about the bowl of noodles in front of them.

Since the contemporary "silver silk noodles" are delicious, of course He Xiaojun will not let go of this rare opportunity to come to this place, let go of his belly, eat a large piece of food, and after eating three noodles in one go, He Xiaojun and the others returned to the dock and walked into the simple waiting room of the dock, waiting to get on the boat.

Since it was not yet time to get on the boat, Situ Huaibi and his daughter found a stool to sit down, and whispered to him while waiting for the boat. He Xiaojun, who was bored, moved to the wide edge of the wharf, looked at the rolling river, and started to stay.

The river under He Xiaojun's feet is called the Xijiang River, which flows from Guangxi, and after passing through the city, it flows directly into the sea.

The reason why the pace of development in this area of Haishan is faster than that of places at the same level in China after the opening up and reform of He Xiaojun's previous life, the convenient transportation by land and water, has played an important role, and of course, there are also huge overseas Chinese resources abroad, which have also made a lot of contributions to the construction of this place.

Looking at today, thinking of the future generations, He Xiaojun has a feeling of time and space disorder. Under his feet, it was still the same turbulent and turbid Xijiang water as in his previous life, but the era he was in at this time was an era that had gone back to more than half a century.

In He Xiaojun's thoughts, the notice of boarding the ship came, so he hurriedly retracted his thoughts of flying, followed Situ Huaibi's father and daughter, and got on the small passenger ship moored on the dock.

After stepping onto the passenger ship, He Xiaojun's brows furrowed.

In his previous life, He Xiaojun had also taken a few passenger ferries, and even at the dock where he is now, he had also taken a passenger ferry more than once.

In his previous life, He Xiaojun took a boat at the current wharf, and three times he took it for tourism, once to the provincial capital, once to Guilin, and once to Macao. At that time, there was no shipping business in Haishan, so the only way to take a boat was to take it to the city.

However, the boat He Xiaojun took in his previous life is very different from the boat he takes today. The ship he is on now is not only pitifully small, but also dilapidated and crippled, not to mention a hundred and eight thousand miles worse than the flying wing boat he used to take to Macao, or even the ordinary passenger ship he took to other places.

Not to mention the pitifully small cabin with only dozens of beds, not only the beds are dilapidated, but there are also no service settings such as quilts and boiling water, and it is the current degree of dilapidation of the ship's hull that also makes He Xiaojun doubt whether it can withstand the wind and waves of the inland river.

What made He Xiaojun frown even more was the turbid air in the cabin.

The cabin was filled with the smell of rotting oil and other things that I didn't know what it was, and it was disgusting to smell.

The tickets that He Xiaojun and the three of them bought were specially selected to connect the three tickets to the bed.

After finding the bed, putting down the luggage, and then opening the window at the head of the bed, He Xiaojun dared to take a deep breath.

Seeing Situ Meiqian on the adjacent bed, she stuck her head out of the window before breathing, He Xiaojun estimated that the eldest lady's daughter was enough to choke.

It seems that this trip, like the train in the morning, is another arduous journey. He Xiaojun couldn't help but sigh at the contemporary

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