ps: It's the end of the month, ask for tickets, ask for tickets

It's as cold as ever in London, but the arrival of spring hasn't brought much warmth to the big city.

In this regard, Thomas. Marne is well aware.

London's original roads were potholes, ranging from moss-covered tiles from the Roman period, to stone slabs built by the City of London itself, and more to gravel.

And since William. Under Sercy's rule, the most prosperous part of London, the area preserved from the Roman period, was made of stone slabs from the suburbs of London, and the width reached twenty feet, enough for three horse-drawn carriages to pass in parallel.

Other than that, the rest of the area was required to be cleared and expanded, and although the floor was not paved with fine stone slabs, it was paved with fired bricks under the direction of His Majesty the King.

Although it doesn't look very good, at least it's smoother and cleaner than before, and it can't be like that kind of feces and urine mixed with waterlogging on rainy days.

Yesterday was taken to London by the Marquis William, and after a night's rest, Thomas did not stay in the Marquis Mansion all the time, but came to the streets of London early in the morning under the protection of a marquis's attendant, or rather under the guidance, and explored.

Dressed in a light black cape, with a black hat on his head, with his clean face, plus an attendant, he was a gentleman no matter how he looked.

Thomas walked step by step, his head looking around, like a hillbilly who had just entered the city, and there were strange things everywhere.

The wide road was still relatively small in the morning, so the cold wind was blowing, and a few drops of drizzle were brought along the way.

If you don't wear a hat, your head looks cold, and if you open an umbrella, it will be troublesome, and this is where the role of the hat comes in.

The rain fell on the hat, but disappeared in a moment.

England's unique and unpredictable weather has contributed to the popularity of hat culture.

It can be said that if you want to know a person's status, you can directly look at his hat, the higher the hat, the higher the status in society.

So, on the street, the store that Thomas sees the most is still a clothing store, all kinds of hats, all kinds of hats, all kinds of hats, hats are a man's face.

There were a few people walking on the wide road, and it looked empty, and the wind was blowing in his face, Thomas found. I still underestimated the cold of London.

Stamping his feet, glancing at the newly laid stone slabs under his feet, and then at the seemingly empty road, he saw that the king still had an eye for appointing talents.

As he continued walking, Thomas saw a middle-aged man in thin clothes, carefully sweeping the street with a broom.

And as he stooped down to sweep it, not far from him, around the corner, there was a square pile of stones about a foot high, with three low walls, and there were piles of garbage of all kinds scattered in it, which looked a little disgusting.

On the other hand, the streets are as clean as their faces, which is pleasing to the eye.

Although Thomas had never been to the central cities of Europe in Paris and the prosperous city of Florence, he had heard a lot of rumors about these two places from the mouths of merchants.

Dirty is the most common word in their mouths.

And this word, in London, disappeared, which had to make Thomas sigh.

At this time, beside him, he suddenly passed a strange team wearing simple military uniforms, wearing trench coats, and carrying short swords at their waists, most of them were injured, either missing arms or ears, which was extremely strange.

As if seeing his doubts, the attendant who followed him bent down slightly and whispered in his ear.

"Sir, this is the patrol team of the City Management Department of the city government, which deals with those shops and vendors who violate the rules, as well as the destruction of buildings in London, also known as the chengguan.

It can be said that they are composed of those wounded veterans, don't look at the wounded one by one, but they are full of combat effectiveness, comparable to the police in London, full of majesty! ”

Hearing this, Thomas's eyes were filled with doubts again.

"This, the police are the group of people in the city of London who specialize in dealing with law and order, and they are also affiliated with the London City Council, and their clothing is similar, but the upper body is red and white."

Seeing this, the young attendant continued to explain.

After listening, Thomas suddenly realized, and watched the group of patrol teams called chengguan leave, and then continued to move forward.

Suddenly, he saw a recessed street, and on the side of the street, a wooden sign was erected with English engraved on it, which directly aroused his curiosity.

Unable to hold back the confusion in his heart, Thomas took a step, walked over, and took a closer look.

And the attendant behind him glanced at his back, and in desperation, followed.

Thomas approached the wooden sign, which was about five feet tall, and focused his gaze on it.

I saw that on the wooden card, a big "C" word was written, and below it was a word, which seemed to be the name of London, which was connected by a very strange symbol, and finally formed an "S" shape, which looked extremely interesting.

Seeing that this master was also full of interest in this, the young attendant felt helpless in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles.

"Sir, this is a four-wheeled public carriage that came out of London last year, and everyone only needs to throw a penny to get on the bus and ride to the station on this wooden sign!"

"These words are all the places marked by this public carriage named 'S', you can get off at any place at will, but you can only get off at the stop, not halfway!"

At this moment, a wide four-wheeled carriage drove slowly, and on the carriage, a capital 'S' character was extremely eye-catching.

"You're saying you can board this carriage with just a penny, anyone!"

Looking at the elongated carriage, Thomas's curiosity became more and more intense.

"Yes, sir!" Hearing this, the attendant nodded without hesitation and said.

"So, let's go up and have a look!" After getting what he needed, Thomas said without hesitation, and his eyes fell directly on the arriving carriage.

"This ......" the young squire hesitated as he looked at the carriage at the station.

The public carriage was generally for ordinary people and small merchants, and a chamberlain like him could ride in a public carriage, but for a guest of a marquis like Mr. Thomas, it was very inappropriate to ride in a public carriage.

"It's nothing, let's go up, I'll pay for you!"

As if to see the reason for the squire's hesitation, Thomas just smiled, and after saying a word, quickly boarded the public carriage.