"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, Shuobai Railway is about to be opened to traffic, and 300 experience tickets in the city have triggered a crazy fight..."

"Hey, little brother, give me a newspaper."

"A steel slap in sincerity."

He gestured to the entourage and Changsun Shunde took the newspaper handed over by the newspaper boy.

There are only two photos in total, and half of them are all kinds of advertisements, no wonder they sell so cheaply.

Changsun Shunde complained in his heart and focused his attention on the front page of the headlines.

"Shuofang arrived in Baishi City. I didn't expect it to be so soon. It seems that it's just around the corner to cultivate to Chang'an."

On the home page of the newspaper, a hand-painted picture attracted his attention.

Between a vast field and the green mountains, a straight railway crossed the mountains and rivers. In the first half of the railway, a long dragon spitting out blue smoke drove by at lightning. It has to be said that the people who painted this painting are very skillful.

Changsun Shunde not only felt the speed of the train, but also immersed in the scene to imagine the magnificent scenery blowing from the mountain breeze.

"San Master, what does this experience ticket mean?"

The voice of the follower pulled him back from his imagination to reality.

He looked at him angrily, and Changsun Shunde shook his head: "I don't know either, it's not written on it."

"Oh, if I had known it, I should have asked the little brother who sold the newspaper." The follower looked regretful.

Changsun Shunde didn't care much. With his status, it should not be a problem to ask for an experience ticket.

Besides, with Changsun Wuji here, can he lose his share?

"Haha, I'm afraid it's your first time here in Shuofang?"

Just as he was thinking, a stall owner next to him greeted him, and when Changsun Shunde turned around and looked at him, he said, "The news of the train opening was already half a month ago. It is not a strange thing in Shuofang."

When Changsun Shunde saw that he was selling a kind of porcelain with a strange shape at his stall, he simply stepped forward and started talking, and took a few pieces of porcelain to see. If he liked it, it would be okay to sell a few pieces.

The stall owner was happy to reveal some news when he saw that he had achieved his goal.

"This guy may not know the first time he came here. There is an unwritten rule in our Shuofang. Every time something new is on the market, he will invite 300 people from different income groups to experience it."

"Oh..." Changsun Shunde heard about it for the first time, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is there any particularity in this experience?"

The stall owner waved his hand: "There is no need, the only requirement is to read, because at that time these people will write an article of viewing with no less than one hundred words, and then the people from the Shuofang Chamber of Commerce will choose the best and publish it in "Zhiyin"."

Upon hearing this, Changsun Shunde looked at the entourage behind him, who hurriedly took out a copy of "Zhiyin" from his arms, which was the latest issue.

Seeing this, the stall owner smiled and reminded: "Page 9, I remember this episode of the experience of Tien Niu, two of which are well written."

He glanced at the stall owner with a slightly profound meaning, and Changsun Shunde turned directly to page 9.

The first thing that comes into view.

【Experience: Erpanshan, Zhao Ergou, Farmer】

Then there is a short essay with more than 200 words, which looks a bit vernacular, which is better than easy to understand.

"Where is this Erpanshan?"

"What can it be? Ten miles outside the city, it used to be a poor valley, but in the past two years I have made a fortune by growing potatoes."

Changsun Shunde frowned slightly, and he smelled a different smell from this short article.

"This Zhao Ergou is from a good background and is still a farmer. Since he is literate, how can he give himself such a name?"

When the stall owner heard this, he suddenly laughed: "This master was joking. What words did he know? I heard that he was a tenant farmer before, but his family almost starved to death. Now, he is lucky enough to make money by growing potatoes. I just ask the teacher to teach him how to read and write at his own expense."

It's true!

Changsun Shunde couldn't help but be amazed.

What is the identity of a tenant farmer?

To put it bluntly, it is difficult for the inferior people who have been dealing with the land all their lives to get in touch with books, let alone read and write. These people are not even considered poor children.

But, what did he see today?

A person who was born into a tenant farmer and even had a low name reveals a lowly person can actually write a smooth writing experience.

If such a thing was placed in Chang'an, it would not have happened or happened at all.

I was just trying to learn about the opening of the train, but I didn't want to find out more surprising news.

I don’t know what those literati and poets who have high self-esteem in Chang’an will feel after they know it.

···

Xijiazhuang.

Tea room.

"You can just make your own decisions about the opening of the train."

Xi Yunfei looked at Cui Yiye, who was sitting on his left, and said, "Brother Cui should be sure, right?"

Cui Yiye put down the teacup and said naturally: "I have tested it a long time ago. What else can I do if the railway tracks do not meet the standards."

"Hey, Master Cui, you can eat randomly, and you can't talk nonsense."

On the right side of Xi Yunfei, a middle-aged man with dark skin stared at his eyes and said, "The quality of our 12th Team of Guarding is definitely this!" He gave a thumbs up, and his thumb was covered with calluses.

"Haha, Vice Captain Ning, don't be angry." Xi Yunfei smoothed out and said, "Master Cui didn't mean that."

Vice Captain Ning dared to stare at Cui Yiye, but he didn't dare to look at Xi Yunfei. He hurriedly put away his face and said respectfully: "Mr. Lang, we have repeatedly tested more than ten times, and two hand-cranked track cars were broken. Moreover, Captain Wang said that it is of great importance, so how dare we relax."

"Of course I believe you." Xi Yunfei personally poured him a cup of tea, "But you said it too, it's important. I don't want to make a fool of myself on the day of opening the train, so I can only bring you two main responsible persons over and talk."

"Anyway, there is absolutely no problem with the front of my car." Cui Yiye added.

Vice Captain Ning's face turned correct: "Then there is no problem with our railway tracks."

The 12th Team of the Guarding Court, also known as the Technical Logistics Team, and the captain Wang Laoliu, are all infrastructure madmen. Almost any person can take out, they can be responsible for a large project by themselves. Such a group of people presided over a railway construction is simply useless.

Xi Yunfei also knew that he was useless, but he didn't dare to gamble. It would be difficult for the train to stop. If something happened, it would cost someone a life. Don't turn back and lose your reputation without making any profits. It would be like slapping him in the face crazy.

"Let's do this. Before the official opening, go out and inside. Don't make it public, choose a night's time."

Cui Yiye was stunned for a moment and said with some sensation: "Since that's the case, then just tonight."

Vice Captain Ning was a rude man. When he saw Cui Yiye say tonight, he responded without thinking: "Then tonight, the railway tracks we built are of absolutely great quality."

Xi Yunfei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he was very expectant in his heart. He clapped his hands.

A servant walked in at the door.

"You heard it, go and notify Director Ma, Old General Xie, and the people from the Divine Doctor Pavilion, and let them be on standby at any time just in case."
Chapter completed!