In the ancestral hall of Chenjia Village, people who are idle and have nothing to do are here, and those who don't come are not interested in things, and there are some old people with gray hair and beards sitting in the ancestral hall, they are all elders of Chenjia Village, and their seniority is very high, once there is something big in the village, they need to decide, even if it is Chen Changxing, it is not easy to do a word.

"Third uncle, you're here."

An old man with a fairly tough body came to the ancestral hall, Chen Yuniang in the ancestral hall hurriedly came to greet him, Chen Yuniang was wearing a dress given to her by Fang Zijing today, I don't know if it is Chen Yuniang's temperament, I feel that it is nondescript.

"How do you dress like this?"

When the third uncle saw Chen Yuniang, he couldn't help frowning.

Chen Yuniang just smiled coquettishly, who made her the most favored in Chenjia Village, as the daughter of the head, and her talent is also very good, the older generation of people love Chen Yuniang very much, so there is no too much harshness.

The old people in the ancestral hall also greeted the third uncle and ancestor one after another, although the third uncle was not as old as some people, but his seniority was high, he went straight to the upper seat of the ancestral hall, and the other seat was for Chen Changxing.

"Where's your father?"

The third uncle asked.

"God knows, I haven't seen anyone for half a month."

Chen Yuniang said that she hadn't seen Chen Changxing for half a month, but she had never looked for it, there was an unreliable father, and there was an unreliable daughter.

"I'm already here."

As soon as Chen Yuniang's words fell, a voice said, and then came out of the ancestral hall, Chen Changxing was wearing a long coat, which was completely different from the usual tattered short dress.

You really can't sit still, Zhao Bo, who was standing at the door, smiled, he had already made his words so clear, if Chen Changxing was still indifferent, his reputation in the village would be greatly reduced.

"Dad, where have you been these days, Brother Zijing can't find you."

Seeing her father appear, Chen Yuniang went over and grabbed Chen Changxing's arm and said coquettishly.

"Okay, I'm not here yet, third uncle, you're in good health."

Chen Changxing went to the other main seat and said hello to the third uncle next to him.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good that you're here, and some major things still have to be decided by you."

The third uncle said that although the people sitting in the ancestral hall are all old people from Chenjia Village, Chen Changxing, as the head and patriarch, still has to be the backbone.

"Third uncle, everything is discussed, and I, as the head, can't be arbitrary."

Chen Changxing knew what he was doing today, he glanced at Zhao Bo at the door, this Zhao Bo really made him calculate.

"The head is polite, we old things, we don't understand anything, there are too many new things now, you are an informed person, you have to take more ideas about this matter, Yu Niang, you can start."

The third uncle said, and then let Chen Yuniang start.

"Folks, thank you for taking the time to participate in the Zhili Railway briefing today, Zijing grew up in our village since he was a child, thanks to your care, and now he has returned from his studies, you are the chief engineer of the Zhili Railway, and everyone is also honored."

Listening to Chen Yuniang's speech in elementary school composition, Zhao Bo was a little speechless, and more than 95% of the people present were big and coarse, what you said was so high-end, who could understand it.

So the result of what she said was that the scene was shrouded in an embarrassing atmosphere, if it weren't for Chen Yuniang's obscenity, Chen Gengyun and Chen Youzhi would not have cooperated and applauded.

Then Chen Yuniang invited out Fang Zijing, Fang Zijing wore a dress and walked out with the sand table he made, Zhao Bo glanced at the sand table, and indeed changed some routes.

"Everyone, please see, this is a model railway, this thing is called a train, it is the most advanced means of transportation in the West, and it is also the hope of the future of our Qing Dynasty, the train comes from Zhengzhou, passes through Huaiqing Mansion, stops at the Chenjiagou platform, puts down the sugar and foreign medicine, and then puts our specialty yam on the car, you can easily carry it away, take the journey from Chenjiagou to the capital for example, ride a horse for two days, take the train, comfortable, as long as one day."

Fang Zijing said while demonstrating with a model train, and gave a very simple example, sure enough, this example resonated, this thing is faster than riding a horse, it is really a good thing.

"Have you ever thought about what will happen to the houses along the way and our ancestral graves?"

The third uncle opened his mouth, which made Fang Zijing's expression move slightly, sure enough, this is the problem, Abo is really prescient.

"Third Uncle Ancestor, I have already thought about this matter, the railway will bypass the ancestral tomb of the Chen family, try not to occupy too much land, and as for the houses that cannot be avoided, they will be compensated and let them choose a new land to build a house."

Fang Zijing turned to the third uncle and said that his answer made other people start to discuss, but there were not many objections, after all, it did not involve the ancestral tomb, and even if the house was picked, there would be compensation, which was not bad.

"That'll do."

The third uncle who originally wanted to oppose it, looked at the others, but there was no reaction, so he didn't say anything.

"If you still have any questions, if not, I will first let everyone open their eyes and see how Western countries light up at night."

Fang Zijing saw that the third uncle ancestor no longer objected, and was overjoyed in his heart, Abo was really right, as long as these problems were solved, he would be able to proceed smoothly.

Chen Changxing didn't speak, he glanced at Zhao Bo at the door, Fang Zijing's change Chen Changxing knew, because that day he overheard Zhao Bo's instructions to Fang Zijing, and Zhao Bo asked Fang Zijing to change the route, so that he would not touch the most sensitive places of the clan elders.

Fang Zijing demonstrated the electric light, the light bulb had been prepared in the ancestral hall, with the rotation of the generator, the light bulb began to glow, and the dim ancestral hall that was originally lit by candles suddenly slowly brightened, which made the villagers of Chenjia Village surprised again and again, they knew for the first time that it could be so bright at night.

Seeing that the lights were getting brighter and brighter, Zhao Bo walked over quickly, turned off the electric switch, and the electric lights dimmed again, which made Fang Zijing a little puzzled.

"Zijing, the voltage is too high, I'm afraid something will happen if I continue."

Zhao Bo said, at the same time, Zhao Bo already smelled a smell of burnt, and the wires and lines were already a little overwhelmed.

Fang Zijing didn't believe it, but he also smelled the scorched smell, and he believed what Zhao Bo said, but he wondered how Zhao Bo, a person living in Chenjia Village, could know the word voltage.

"Hey, why is it dark again?"

"yes, is there no lamp oil?"

I had just felt the light, and suddenly it went out again, which made the villagers wonder a little, they still wanted to see such a bright light.