Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Chen Muwu asked the staff of the legation who brought him breakfast where he should go to take the train to reach Cambridge.

The staff told Chen Muwu that there are many railway stations in London, and each station corresponds to a different destination, such as the Victoria station where he got off yesterday, which is dedicated to Dover and changed to the English Channel ferry to Calais and Paris.

King's Cross Station is the main line to Edinburgh, the capital of Scotland, and the starting point of the Great Northern Line, where trains to Cambridge generally depart, and then after arriving at Hitchin Station, they are diverted to a branch line to Cambridgeshire.

Of course, there is also a Liverpool Street station in London, where there is also a branch line to Cambridge, but the trains running on this branch line are old and slow, except that the fare may be a few pence cheaper, and it is not at all as good as the experience of trains departing from King's Cross Station.

The staff also told Chen Muwu that he didn't need to take the train with so much luggage.

The postal system in Britain is very convenient, and for less than a shilling, they can deliver him to his destination in a day or two, which is convenient and fast.

Chen Muwu, who was as good as a stream, except for the leather bag full of various documents that he had to carry with him, all the rest of his luggage was sent to Cambridge from the post office.

After finishing the luggage and having lunch, Chen Muwu, who traveled lightly, finally decided to set off from King's Cross Station, first, he did not lack the extra penny ticket money, and second, Chen Muwu also wanted to see if there was a nine-and-three-quarter platform at King's Cross Station.

Walking through the streets of London, he felt that the streets here were similar to the public concession in the sea, and they were also synonymous with dirty and messy, and their cleanliness was far less than that of any fifth-tier city in the process of "creating and defending" in later generations.

Coupled with the haze weather from morning to night, as well as the carriages running all over the streets, Chen Muwu always inexplicably reminded Chen Muwu of the small northern county town that began to burn coal for heating after winter.

In order to make the train affordable for everyone, rich or poor, the British transport department has imposed a third-class fare of one pence a mile, which translates into the ocean, about one mile and four cents.

The railway fare stipulated by the Ministry of Communications is two cents per mile for the third class.

The People's Republic of China, which is far less than half of the UK's macro data on national finance, national income and steel production, has taken the lead in achieving this level in the railway fare project.

Of course, Chen Muwu will not choose to sit in the third-class carriage, the environment in the car is too poor, the seat is uncomfortable is one thing, and too close to the locomotive is the main reason.

The wooden carriages were not very tightly enclosed, and the wind from the forward movement of the locomotive would blow all the incompletely burned soot and soot into the third-class carriages, leaving every passenger unkempt after getting off the train.

Now the higher the rank of the train car, the farther away from the locomotive it hangs.

He bought a first-class ticket and left King's Cross station on time at 3pm.

The farther the train moves away from London, the bluer the sky becomes.

Outside the car window, the grass on the hill was green, and the manor houses and castles were speeding backwards.

No matter what era it is, no matter where it is, rich men can always enjoy life in different ways.

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At 4:48, Chen Muwu arrived at Cambridge Station.

When Cambridgeshire was preparing to build a railway station, it was originally intended to be built in the heart of Cambridgeshire.

But the idea was met with resistance from a group of academics at the university, who feared that the loud noise of the train would affect the quiet academic atmosphere around Cambridge and prevent students from being tempted by the metropolis to flock to London so often.

So when they realized the convenience of the train, they had to go out of the city and walk all the way to Cambridge Station, which was located a mile outside the city, so that they could take the train to all parts of the country.

The scholars of Cambridge University, the wealthy merchants of Cao Yun, and the Qing government who were afraid of the train destroying the royal feng shui can be described as the three great wisdom of the railway era.

The sins of the predecessors made Chen Muwu to eat this bitter fruit.

After getting off the train, instead of waiting in line for one of the few buses in the city, like everyone else, he hailed a taxi and went straight to Trinity College by the River Cam.

The superintendent of Trinity College had long known that there was a Chinese student who was going to enroll, so he didn't make it difficult for Chen Muwu, he just asked curiously if Chen Muwu had studied in the United States before, otherwise why did he have a strong American accent in his English.

Why? Of course, it's because Lao Ying can't do it!

At the beginning, Chen Muwu played a game and chose the English version, and the national flags followed by English were all Star-Spangled Banners.

After explaining to him that Ch'ên on his passport and Chen on his thesis were the same surname, Chen Muwu finally completed the formalities of attending Trinity College.

Although the name is a college, this college does not mean the same as the school of physics and the school of journalism in later universities.

Cambridge Colleges would be more appropriately called Colleges, where students live, eat, and discuss problems.

The college itself also offers a certain number of specialized courses, but more often than not, students have to participate in the same courses as students from other colleges at Cambridge University.

However, Chen Muwu was not able to get a room of his own in the academy, because he didn't come at the right time.

According to the information that Chen Muqiao obtained from the Global Chinese Students' Union, British universities have three semesters a year, from January to March, April to June and October to December.

Chen Muwu thought that he could come to enrol before the start of any semester, so he arrived in Cambridge in April.

But the British actually regard October as the beginning of the new school year by default, and the old students have not yet graduated, so naturally there are no vacant rooms for him to use.

Chen Muwu should also be a graduate student of the class of 1923 who entered in October, but because he sent a telegram to Eddington before leaving, Trinity College also contacted him in advance about his residence.

In a Victorian house in an alley about a ten-minute walk from the college, the landlady, Jenny Brown, rented out three rooms on the second floor to students in exchange for money, just like Mrs. Hudson in Sherlock Holmes.

The room rate was two pounds and five shillings a week, and Mrs. Brown would help with the laundry, but not food.

Mrs. Brown is also not required to provide meals, as Trinity College provides three meals a day to the students.

Mrs. Brown also had the task of keeping a daily record of the time when the students who had stayed with her had returned to their lodgings.

If a student does not return by 10 p.m., she must record it and report it regularly to Trinity College.

The room was not spacious, and it had a musty smell peculiar to the old room.

In the middle of the head was a gas lamp, which was still dim when turned on, but it matched the whole room.

As soon as Chen Muwu put the handbag he was carrying on the table, he heard a hearty laugh outside the door: "Chinese genius, you are finally here!" ”