Chen Xiaomao got off the bus, next to it was an empty field of several acres of land, and there were several buses parked in the far open field, cattle and horses had been unloaded, resting in the animal pen on the side, some were eating grass, some were drinking water, and some were lying on the ground to rest. A few handlebars and conductors were chatting next to the bus, and not far away someone was filling the hay trough.

Not far away, a woman was carrying a small basket covered with a small towel that looked very finely made, and from the side of the basket a glass bottle and the cork on it could be seen that it was a bottle of salt soda, a popular drink of the people. This woman is about twenty-three or fourteen years old, wearing an Annam Aodai, since a large number of Annam people were absorbed into the Oriental Port, Annam clothing has gradually begun to appear in the streets and alleys of the Oriental Port, and even the garment factory has begun to produce small batches. Sometimes even the veteran area has fashionable female elders to wear, of course, because Ao Dai is not like a cheongsam, the slit is too high, so it is generally still a leggings from the old time and space.

But this woman is a very standard Annan dress, with a flower woven on the white Ao Dai, a white belt wrapped around her waist, black pants underneath, black cloth shoes mass-produced by the shoe factory on her feet, and a hat woven by the weaving factory on her head. The woman walked up to Da Qiao with the basket, said hello to Da Qiao, and then stood in front of the bus parking lot, watched the handlebar handle skillfully park in the parking lot, and then untied the cattle and led them to the cowshed.

When he saw the woman on the handlebar, he looked happy and ran over quickly. This woman was one of the refugees who exchanged food for food after the defense of Champa Port, and her family had all died at the hands of the Nanban on the long march, and she wanted to die, but these strange Chinese who rescued them brought them all to this Dongfang Port in the Wu Dynasty, and after purification and cultural training, they were arranged to work in various posts in Dongfang Port. There is not much difference between Annam and Vietnam in the old time, although the men are said to be the head of the family, the women are still the main labor force in the family, and exist as a subordinate to the men. Often, men drink tea, chat and play mahjong at home, while women work outside the fields, which makes the vast majority of the patriarchs who have traveled from the old time and space angry. Therefore, in addition to the general cultural training of Annamite women, there is also a special feminist propaganda course, and it is a compulsory course, although it does not preach any equality between men and women, but it does not allow them to continue to maintain the inertia of submissive thinking of male superiority and inferiority.

This woman's name is Chen Shifang, who was introduced to the handlebar through the marriage department under the Civil Affairs Committee, at first she felt that she had killed the old and young of the family, was unwilling to start a new life, and was very resistant to blind dates, but the blind dates of this group of Chinese made a completely different look.

First, they would divide the unmarried women into groups of about 10 people according to their age, and then have the women sit in a line. Then arrange for an unmarried man to come forward and introduce himself, tell his story and what he is good at and his current job in Oriental Port, including monthly income or something, and hold up a red sign if there is a woman who wishes. Then the woman holding up the red sign will tell the man her story or something, until both parties are willing to go to the marriage registry office to register the marriage.

But at the beginning, this kind of group blind date encountered a lot of resistance, the problem is not on the men's side, but women, the women of this time and space are not like the old time and space, let them pick men is like a death, sometimes seventeen or eighteen men don't see a sign. Yu Sha was inexplicable, at first he thought that these women didn't want to get married, but later when he was eating in the cafeteria, he happened to meet Du Yande, and when he talked about it, Cao Xiang on the side accidentally said something, "Do you think those blind date programs in the old time and space are real?" How many serious women would pick men like this? It's all fake, and those women must be embarrassed to hold up signs. Yu Sha was said to be very empowered, and after going back, he changed the rules after discussing with the department. All women are required to hold up a sign after the man appears on the stage, and if the man is not satisfied with the man's self-introduction, he can put the sign down.

In this way, it has succeeded in making many women successful blind dates.

To say that this handlebar style, called Zheng Ada, was injured in the defense of Dongfang Port and lost his left hand. The Senate has a lot of care for disabled soldiers, such as a one-time disability allowance according to the injury, a disability allowance per month, a unified resettlement house for disabled soldiers, tax exemption and a series of preferential policies, he still failed to go on a blind date three times, and he was originally disheartened when he decided to try it for the last time and accidentally bumped into Chen Shifang. The man in front of Chen Shifang was cut off by Nanban when he was trying to protect her, and he was not known whether he was alive or dead during the march, and later failed to find him through several family search activities of the Civil Affairs Committee, and he could only be sure that he was dead. As soon as she saw Zheng Ada, she remembered her man, and inevitably regarded him as her own man, and the two of them came together so dramatically.

Zheng Ada, who originally thought that he was crippled and destined to die alone in this life, never thought that the Senate would help him find a wife, and he couldn't help but be full of energy. I heard that the Senate needed a lot of handlebar styles, and this front handlebar type, which had driven a big car in Wu'an Village, finally found a suitable job for himself. Chan Thi Fong came to bring him lunch, and since she worked in a food factory, she could buy salt soda and tortillas at an in-house staff price, so she often took advantage of her lunch break to bring food to her husband. If it's convenient, she will even bring one to Da Qiao, of course, she still doesn't know that the person who interrupted Zheng A's big hand is Da Qiao.

At this time, a policeman was walking over from a distance and saw the salt soda, so he walked over and saluted Chen Shifang, "Hello, please show your ID." ”

Chen Shifang smiled and nodded, took a small bamboo plaque from his neck and handed it over. The police took a closer look at the small bamboo card, and there was a picture engraved on the outside of the bamboo card, which was similar to the woman in front of him, and the moles or other features on the face were painted on the bamboo card, which was clear at a glance. Written below is the name of the holder of the bamboo plaque, "Chen Thi Fang", and there is also a circle number, "001002162811150143".

"Oh, you're from District 2?" The policeman turned the sign upside down while talking to himself, and the back was engraved with the work unit and entry time, "Food factory, packaging workshop." ”

The policeman handed the sign back, "Please show me the proof of purchase of the salt soda." "Salt soda in Dongfang Port is a controlled material, this is no way, the output of baking soda is too low at this stage, salt soda is mainly supplied to Dongfang Iron and Steel Factory and foundry hardware factory, these conditions are poor and the temperature is high, and ordinary people have no place to buy it.

Chen Shifang smiled, took out a piece of paper from the basket, and handed it to the police. The policeman took it and looked at it carefully, and there was a receipt on it, as well as the seal of the food factory. The policeman also smiled, handed the receipt back to Chen Shifang, and saluted again, "Thank you for your cooperation, it's okay." As he spoke, he saluted Zheng Ada, who was walking behind him, "Thank you for serving the Senate and the people!" Then he turned and walked away.

Chen Xiaomao looked confused for a while, he didn't know how rare the control material of salt soda was here, if it could be bought with money, it would be counted, at least it was planned, but if it was stolen from the workshop, then the thief would have to prepare to work in the labor camp for fifteen days and be expelled from the status of a naturalized citizen. At this time, in order to put an end to the common behavior of "taking public things is not considered stealing" in state-owned enterprises in the old time and space, not to mention that the assets of the Senate in this time and space belong to the Senate, and even the senators have to report to get them.

Chen Shifang smiled and picked up the towel covering the basket, wiped the sweat off Zheng Ada's face, and took out two tortillas from the basket and handed them to him. Corn tortillas are the products of this bumper harvest on the farm, and the corn obtained from this harvest is simply described as a mountain, and the food warehouse is full of packed and unpacked corn and corn cobs, so that recently the special investigation team has been transferred to a few snipers to take the mice in the warehouse to practice guns, and several special shooters have been trained.

Because the Chinese people rarely have the habit of eating corn kernels directly as a meal, the food factory grinds a part of the corn kernels into cornmeal, and then mixes them to make various foods, such as corn nests and corn tortillas. What's more interesting is that I don't know where Tang Shuai found the Mexican tortilla method, and made chicken taco (the name of the Mexican tortilla) in the canteen several times, although it is not easy to make because it requires meat, onions, tomatoes and even sauce, but it has been well received by the veterans who have eaten taco, and they have expressed their willingness to pay for Tang Shuai to make more.

At present, of course, it can't be taco that Chen Shifang gave to Zheng Ada, but the ordinary tortillas produced by the general assembly line have been sought after by naturalized people because of their delicious and crispy taste, and now they are in short supply.

Chen Xiaomao didn't know what they were eating, but he felt that it was boring for him to stand so stupidly, so he walked towards the gate of Dongfang Port in the distance. Soon two bars of iron appeared in his eyes, which he had not seen when he came to sell grain before the New Year, and curiosity prompted him to stop and examine them carefully. The thickness of these two iron bars is the same, and it is large at the bottom, slightly smaller at the top, and flat at the top. The two iron bars stretch north and south at the same time, and you can't see the end at a glance, and you don't know how many miles they stretch. Underneath the bars of iron are neatly arranged pieces of wood, which are also of the same thickness, densely arranged under the bars, like stairs. The act of people coming and going walking up the iron staircase across the road, without stopping to take a look, seemed to have become accustomed to this.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Xiaomao suddenly saw a pillar of smoke rising in the distance to the south, he couldn't help but be a little nervous, and was about to speak, but saw the policeman who had just checked Chen Shifang's documents glanced at the pillar of smoke, and then turned around and walked in other directions. Chen Xiaomao suddenly felt that this pillar of smoke must be normal, otherwise it would be impossible for the people to catch it quickly and walk away. Gradually, he noticed that the column of smoke was moving, and what seemed to be spewing smoke was moving in this direction. After a while, he heard a scream.

The first time he heard the scream, he was terrified, but fortunately there was nothing in his hand, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground. At this moment, a man in black uniform came out of a small room near the iron staircase, looked left and right, put down two wooden sticks that had been erected, and blocked both sides of the road, pedestrians and vehicles were parked on both sides of the wooden sticks, and no one stood on the iron staircase. After a while, a monster came down the iron staircase, this monster was black, at the front end was a huge cylinder, under the cylinder were ten large iron wheels, a rocker arm stretched out, stirring the wheels and turning, at the very front of the cylinder there was a small chimney, was spewing black plumes of smoke into the sky. It seems that the pillar of smoke I just saw was spewed out by this monster. The monster hummed and made a rhythmic sound, getting bigger and bigger in Chen Xiaomao's eyes, and finally he finally saw the size of this monster, which was eight zhang long and more than one zhang wide, and there was a small room behind the cylinder, which was made of steel, and the two people were leaning against the window of the room, their heads were tilted out and looking forward, probably blocked by the smoke coming out of front. The faces of the two people were pitch black, and they could see the sweat flowing down one after another, and they didn't have to think about it, they must have been smoky. The man on the left was holding a horizontal rope in his hand, and before crossing the road, he gently pulled the rope, and saw a sudden puff of white smoke rise from behind the chimney, and then heard the same screaming sound as before.

Behind the monster dragged a few large carriages, all of which were ten zhang long, and more than one zhang wide, and the windows of the carriages were all glassless, just like the bus, and some of the people inside had smoked black on their faces, but they were obviously rough people who worked, and no one cared. The last car was completely different from the previous three, this one was obviously all new wood on the outside, but because of the lack of paint in the port of Orient, it was not painted, but it was all antiseptic with tar. There is transparent glass on the window frame of the carriage, and it is obvious that the people inside are chatting while drinking tea, some are eating, and some are eating melon seeds and peanuts, with a playful expression.

"What is this?" Chen Xiaomao couldn't help but be stunned and blurted out.

"Huh this?" A naturalized citizen passing by smiled and said, "This is a train, huh! One mile further north is the Oriental Port City West Railway Station. ”