"How's this port?" Zheng Zhilong stood beside him, looked into the distance, and asked calmly.

"It's big, and it's a lot of people."

Zheng Zhibao thought for a long time, but only held back this sentence.

Because it's really big and there are a lot of people.

In Zheng Zhibao's stereotype, the north of the Ming Dynasty is synonymous with desolation and coldness. Although the land of Gyeonggi is much more prosperous, a large number of refugees from Liaodong fled to the sea, which made more people know the desolation of Liaodong after it was ravaged by Jiannu.

Even if Tianjin does not belong to Liaodong, this hot scene has indeed changed his opinion.

Since they were on a transport ship of the imperial court, there was a special passage for customs clearance, so the soldiers on duty at the port let them enter the customs after checking their belongings.

I thought that the shock of a port was big enough, but when I arrived at the train station, Zheng Zhibao knew what a shock was.

"Big brother, this is the iron guy you said can run by burning coal?" Zheng Zhibao stared at the iron guy in front of him, who was more than a foot tall, and swallowed his saliva.

"Hmm."

"Can you sit down?"

"Yes, a carriage like this is equipped with more than a hundred seats." Zheng Zhilong pointed to the train parked in front of the platform in the distance and explained.

"Then there aren't many people in these dozen or so carriages." Zheng Zhibao said after thinking about it silently.

"Of course, there are not many seats inside, but you can buy standing tickets, and the price is cheaper."

"How tiring it is to stand."

"It's better than walking, isn't it?"

While waiting, his own soldiers had already bought tickets.

Unfortunately, because the departure time was approaching, they didn't get a ticket. Zheng Zhilong didn't want to do anything special, so he could only follow the flow of people to the platform and wait for the arrival of the train.

Zheng Zhibao was completely like a curious baby at this time, looking around at everything in front of him, not exclamation.

"First time on the train, right?" While waiting, a fat white man dressed as a businessman asked with a smile.

"How do you know?"

"Hehe, I'm going to do business from south to north, I don't dare to say anything else, but these two tricks have been practiced. Just like you, Tianjin Railway Station doesn't know how many there are every day. Who's going to look around and study the trash cans except for the first time here?"

The merchant said with a smile, which made Zheng Zhibao feel a sense of shyness like a hillbilly entering the city.

"You say you're a businessman, why are you empty-handed? Don't even bring the goods? If you don't have any money, what kind of business are you doing?"

"Hahaha, I can see it. You look well-dressed, but you're a dirt bun. I handled the consignment of the goods, and I just went to pick up the goods at the Beijing Railway Station. As for the silver, is it safer to keep it in the bank than to carry it with you?"

Zheng Zhibao was speechless.

Isn't it just global banking, as if we don't know?

But I'm already low, and I don't know what to say to refute.

As he spoke, there was a whining whistle in the distance, followed by the clatter of wheels.

Zheng Zhibao involuntarily looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a red train coming towards them. As the distance gets closer, the train looks bigger and bigger. Zheng Zhibao subconsciously took two steps back, as if he was shocked, but seeing that everyone was standing still and not moving, he took two more steps forward.

After a while, after a screeching sound of brakes, the train stopped, and then the doors of each carriage were opened, and the conductor on duty in the carriage stepped down.

"Stand in the back! First down, then up! First down, then up!"

The crowd began to avoid in an orderly manner under the command of the conductor, leaving a passage for the passengers who got off the train, and then the passengers on the train rushed out, and after a while, they walked cleanly.

"Queue up for ticket checking! Come one by one and don't get crowded! That old man, don't cut in line! Go to the back of the line." Zheng Zhibao followed the eldest brother and the crowd to line up and get on the bus, and after looking around, he found that the entire carriage was already full

When, shoulder to shoulder. He could almost smell the fox stench coming from under the squeaky nest of the person in front of him.

"Why are there so many people?" Zheng Zhibao frowned and muttered dissatisfiedly, which was heard by the fat man who had just accosted him.

"Many? You haven't seen it for much. Do you want to go to the sleeper car?"

"Sleeper? What sleeper?"

Zheng Zhibao was stunned again, obviously the term sleeper was beyond the scope of his cognition.

"A sleeper is a carriage with a bed, and there is usually no standing ticket. If you are tired from the journey, you can sleep on it, but it is usually reserved for those who are officials and people with special tasks, and the quantity is very small."

"Official?"

Zheng Zhibao subconsciously glanced at his eldest brother.

Aren't we officials like us?

Zheng Zhilong lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zheng Zhibao looked at the lucky ones sitting on the iron seats and was envious.

After everyone on the platform had arrived, it was almost time to leave, and the train made a clanging sound and slowly moved.

The carriage was very noisy, and passengers with accents from all over the world were chattering about this, Zheng Zhibao roughly counted it, and there were at least two hundred people in this carriage he was in. If this were the case with every carriage, then this ten-carriage train would be able to pull at least 2,000 people.

"Big brother, when can we get to the capital?"

"Two hours."

So fast?

If it's really that fast, then standing for two hours is really nothing.

The train soon left the train station, and the speed slowly increased, looking at the regressing scenery outside the window, Zheng Zhibao's thoughts became rippling.

This should be faster than a war horse, right?

If there is a war, this train can pull 2,000 or 3,000 people, and 10 trains can pull 20,000 or 30,000.

It only takes two hours from Tianjin to the capital for more than 200 miles, and running a thousand miles is a day and a night.

I don't want to know, I want to be scared.

That is to say, where there is a train, as long as it takes one day and one night, you can travel thousands of miles. Coupled with the court's mysterious way of delivering news, as soon as the battle report came back, the court was able to react with great speed and transport the soldiers to the battlefield by train.

For example, if there was a rebellion in Luoyang, the soldiers of the capital would be able to arrive in Luoyang to suppress the rebellion in more than a day, and they would not give the traitors a chance to breathe at all.

Of course, these are the most ideal states, and it will take time to mobilize troops and requisition supplies. But just like that, it's already extremely terrifying.

"Steamed buns, fritters, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, eight treasure porridge. Let's give it up!"

A shouting voice came from the other end of the carriage, interrupting Zheng Zhibao's thoughts, and he tiptoed curiously to find a young man pushing a small cart and shouting.

Some people turned a deaf ear, and some people probably didn't eat breakfast, and took the copper plate to buy buns and fritters on the cart to satisfy their hunger.

Zheng Zhibao was dumbfounded.

Is this all right?

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