Although it was the war years, there were not many people at the train station. Mainly because Arnhem is a distribution center in Western Europe, not only supplies, but also soldiers stationed in various places, which are generally transferred here.

In the waiting hall, the neatly arranged soldiers sitting on the floor were divided into groups according to their destinations. Zhou Nan's appearance attracted most people's attention, not only because he was a yellow race, but also because the majestic John was hilariously carrying a basket.

Most of these soldiers were not as old as Zhou Nan, and their slightly innocent eyes were full of pride in being German.

However, the strict management system allows them not to come forward to provoke out of boredom. In fact, the majority of German civilians were relatively peaceful, and did not have a strong sense of national rejection.

This is the same as in the motherland a few decades later, although various sports make people seem to lose their nature, but in fact, most people are still very peaceful people.

The train was about to leave, Zhou Nan did not delay in the waiting hall, and checked his luggage again at the entrance of the station, and Zhou Nan came to the platform in the eyes of a group of curious German soldiers.

Unlike later generations, the train was separated from the passenger wagons, with the first half of the train being passenger and the second half being freight cars. There are only six carriages that can be used for people, and at the front is a coal-fired steam locomotive.

Although it is parked at the side of the platform, the black gray smoke of burning coal and the white smoke of steam form a set of black and white images, which are very impactful.

This kind of steam locomotive has not been seen in another life for decades, and Zhou Nan remembered a word on the Internet: steampunk. That's a very apt description.

Zhou Nan, who was still wrapped in bandages on his head, and a John who was also hanging with a broken leg, this person and dog attracted the attention of many people. However, no one sees them as dangerous, they are just curious to meet an Asian who is free to move here.

Zhou Nan's ticket is in the second car, which is a first-class car, and the passengers who can take this kind of car will not be ordinary people. Zhou Nan's tickets were ordered through the Arnhem junta, and it was impossible for ordinary people to get such VIP tickets.

In charge of the ticket was a beautiful German woman, dressed in a regular railway uniform with a nameplate hanging from her towering chest. However, Zhou Nan was embarrassed to look at her part, and only saw her surname Klein Dickman in the afterglow of his sight. This surname means little fat boy in German, and it really lives up to its name!

"Mr. Hoffman, your seat is in the middle of the carriage, do you need me to take you there?"

"No, thank you for your kindness, I can handle it myself." Zhou Nan took the basket from John's neck, carrying a suitcase in his right hand and a basket in his left, and a cloth bag containing a flute and bamboo flute behind him.

He was the first to board the carriage, and John quickly followed him into the carriage. Behind him came the voice of the little fat lady. "Mr. Hoffman, if you can, please leash your dog......"

Zhou Nan turned around and nodded slightly. "Thanks for the reminder, I will...... Also, my last name is actually Chow, not Hoffman, which is my adoptive father's last name. ”

"I beg your pardon, I can't spell the pronunciation of chow."

"It's okay." Zhou Nan smiled, turned around and walked into the carriage.

The carriages of this era, unlike later generations, were mostly made of steel and new materials. Although the carriage has a steel floor and frame, a lot of wood is used in the interior.

In the ordinary carriage, even the seats are still wooden row seats, but the seats in the first-class carriage are the straight-backed two-seater sofas of the later generations of KTV, which are not much different from the ordinary train seats of the later generations, but they are more comfortable.

Finding his seat, Zhou Nan tucked the suitcase under the seat and spread a blanket for John as his nest. Zhou Nan touched John's back, took the cowhide dog chain from his arm, hung its shoulder straps, and tied it to the support frame of the seat.

John rubbed his head a few times in Zhou Nan's palm, lay down on the blanket obediently, and rested his head on the floor to pretend to sleep.

"Are you...... Japanese? Zhou Nan's person and dog attracted the attention of the passengers in the carriage, and many people looked at it curiously. It wasn't until he had finished his work that a German man of about fifty years of age sitting across from him asked in a low voice.

Japan and Germany were allies during World War II, and in Germany, the largest number of Asians were Japanese, which is why he guessed so.

Zhou Nan didn't feel offended, he looked at the somewhat obese German man, and there was a woman of about the same age sitting next to him, like his wife, who also looked at Zhou Nan curiously at this time.

"No, I'm Chinese."

"Oh, I know China, twenty years ago, I fought the Japanese in the island city, but we lost that war."

Zhou Nan replied and said: "My hometown is the island city, which is still occupied by the Japanese. ”

Zhou Nan's identity aroused his interest in talking, and he began to talk to Zhou Nan and his wife about the years in the island city. The topic also caught the attention of travelers sitting nearby, and several young people even stood up and leaned on the back of their chairs to listen to his story.

The train shook and started slowly. Because of the violent tremors, John was suddenly startled, and stood up in some confusion. Its ferocity also frightened a little boy about ten years old, who screamed and hurriedly ran back to his seat.

However, this little episode did not dampen the German man's interest, and he still talked about the distant Asia, an ancient country with a long history.

Although he didn't know much about it, others were even more unfamiliar with it, so many people listened to it with relish.

The whole journey passed slowly in his chatter, and even the conductor, the little fat boy, was attracted by this topic and stopped to listen from time to time.

Trains of this era could reach speeds of up to 60 kilometers per hour, but today's maximum speeds are only 40 kilometers per hour, and there are often emergency stops during the journey.

By the time the train arrived in Tyreburg, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. In three hours, I walked 80 kilometers. The train stopped at Tilburg for almost an hour, and it is said that because of the Dutch strike, there was a shortage of railway wrench workers, which affected the movement of the train.

Zhou Nan's heart was also a little anxious, if it was at this speed, although the total journey was only 200 kilometers, it would probably be midnight when he arrived in Brussels.

Perhaps it was the delay of time that finally affected the conversation of the man opposite, and he finally quieted down. Not only Zhou Nan, but even a young soldier beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

The train finally started slowly again, as he didn't tell any more stories, and everyone else dispersed, and quite a few people rested on their seats. But at this time, the radio on the train went off, informing that dinner on the train was ready.

The carriage was bustling with activity, and everyone was excitedly preparing change and waiting to buy food.

In this era when everything has to rely on bills, money can't buy things. Only on the train, you only need money, you don't need a ticket, you can buy food. Therefore, although the food on the train is a little more expensive, most of the passengers who can take the train will not lack this little money and wait to buy dinner.

The conductor pushed the dining car into the carriage, and there were only two kinds of food, one was a hamburger and the other was a large barrel of mushroom soup. However, lunch boxes are not provided on the train, so if you want to drink soup, you must have your own lunch box.

So most people just buy two burgers, not because they don't want to buy more, but because each person is limited to two burgers. Almost all of them bought two burgers, and even if they couldn't eat them themselves, they could pack them up and take them home for someone else.

The burger is very affordable, not much worse than the Big Mac of later fast-food restaurants, and it tastes quite good with German sausage and lettuce leaves in the middle. In this day and age, such a dinner can be called a luxury.

Zhou Nan has always kept a relatively low profile along the way, not only because he is in a calm mood and has no quarrel with the world. Moreover, because in this era, he, a foreigner, is an alternative in Europe.

Although the atmosphere in this carriage seems to be relatively peaceful, who knows how many secret police there will be. In this era, there is no human rights talk, and if it is noticed by these secret police, it will be peeled off if it does not die.

He also bought two burgers with the crowd, but he didn't dare to give them to John. He ate one himself, and put the other in the basket, pretending to take it home and eat it.

John's lunch box was also with him, containing the roast rabbit left over from yesterday's meal. After feeding John, when he made a temporary stop in Paarnassau, on the border between the Netherlands and Belgium, Zhou Nan got off the train and drank some water from the water pipe on the platform, and then took half a box of water for John, which was considered to fill his stomach.

The soldier sitting next to Zhou Nan, I don't know if he came home from a family visit, left all the money at home, and along the way, he didn't buy anything. Perhaps, he was a secret police officer who monitored the train, so he didn't buy food to eat.

It was dark, there was no light in the train, and Zhou Nan handed him his snacks and hamburgers. He paused for a moment, looked at the hamburger that Zhou Nan secretly handed him, said thank you, and then ran to the end of the carriage, ate the hamburger in two bites, and then returned to his seat.

Perhaps because he ate Zhou Nan's burger, his attitude was much more amiable and he asked, "My name is Mueller, Thomas Mueller." Are you going to Brussels? ”

Thomas Müller, this name can be said to be the most common name in Germany, just like Wang Jianguo and Zhang Aiguo. Hearing this name, Zhou Nan became more and more suspicious that he was a secret policeman, and he became more careful. He didn't think that a burger could buy a secret policeman.

"I'm Jonas Hoffman Zhou. My godfather was a military supply merchant, and I had been in charge of the transportation of supplies between mainland Germany and Belgium in Arnhem. ”

"It's a fat ......," his eyes looked very bright in the darkness. No wonder you don't dress and behave like an ordinary Chinese. ”