Traveler Major League

Chapter 204 Spring and Autumn

This post station with military, post office, taxation, inn and other functions is an upgraded and improved version of the Daming post station. In addition to the militiamen and donkey drivers and vehicles acting as postmen, it also has a large amount of food and weapons. It was the first time that Wang Zenglun was very curious when he saw the real objects recorded in the history books on the land.

In fact, different from the barbaric Europe of the same era, there were already post stations in China in the Spring and Autumn Period, and there were post stations in the later Han, Sui and Tang dynasties. In the Ming Dynasty, post stations were used to report military affairs, deliver documents, and transfer materials. Therefore, when these immigrants from the Ming Dynasty first arrived last year, the first step established by officials was the post station system.

The poor material foundation does not mean the lack of institutional planning. Although Wang Zenglun’s buttocks hurt from bumping on the dirt road after sitting in a donkey cart for a long time, his curiosity immediately revived him after getting off the cart. Look at the careful photo on the right, this is his first destination after leaving Hefei.

Unlike New Hefei, which is becoming more and more modern, New Hefei has more and more concrete buildings, steam engines, electric lights, and even equipment and personal items brought by many visitors from the modern world. You can occasionally see mobile phones and computers. It looks like a modern ancient town, but it still retains the flavor of Ming Dynasty.

"Sir, the cafeteria is open. Yicheng invites you to have dinner." Lao Jia, who had been following him, settled the livestock, put some water and fodder beans, and came to look for Wang Zenglun who was taking pictures with a SLR, and seemed to be more interested in him. Be respectful, and no longer rely on the old to sell the old, like an old servant.

"Sir, I received an order from the post station to let me follow you all the time and drive you to complete the inspection work." Old Jia said, he originally belonged to the post station system's driver, but now he is busy everywhere. The bottom is in the sky, and there is a serious shortage of manpower. This old Jia is a bit old, so he simply sent this simple and time-consuming job.

Wang Zenglun has nothing to do with this, he likes this simple old man who speaks Shaanxi dialect very much, "That's kind, I still want to ask you, I'm very curious about Daming and this place."

"Da Ming has nothing to say. There have been natural disasters and man-made disasters in the past few years, and epidemics have been rampant. It is very happy here. Go quickly, don't make Yi Cheng wait in a hurry."

"Plague." Wang Zenglun murmured. Before he came, it was too urgent and he hadn't been vaccinated. Now he mentioned it without the slightest fear. It seemed that his modern life was already a matter of his previous life.

The DSLR hanging around his neck has not been taken off, and he followed him all the way into the cafeteria. Sure enough, there were a few plates of side dishes on the row of seats by the window. Yi Cheng, who was dressed in a militia uniform, stood up and greeted: "Mr. Wang, please take a seat." .”

There is no distinction between the main seat and the auxiliary seat, just like the tables in the school cafeteria, to maximize the use of space, one table is full of Yicheng, Lao Jia and two other guards sent by Liu Ze to protect him. The guard was also one of the main reasons why Yicheng came to accompany him in person, although he didn't know what Wang Zenglun's name was.

"Where is Mr. Wang going on this trip?" Yicheng stroked his short, thick, dark beard. He is not very old, which is also the characteristic of the various ministries under the jurisdiction of the People's League, full of young people.

"Go all the way to the east and look around." Wang Zenglun said.

Yicheng nodded, expressing his understanding, because Liu Ze often sent his student assistants and others to conduct on-the-spot investigations. After all, the plaque at the main entrance of the cadre training school now reads 'seek truth from facts', 'If you don't do investigations, you have no right to speak. Doing a correct investigation also has the school motto of "no right to speak". He has also attended short-term training courses. Although he is only a small postman now, his future prospects are limitless. Returning to Daming is at least the starting point for the county magistrate.

"Is this meal a set meal?" He pointed to the meal standard on the bulletin board on the left side of the door just now, which publicly stipulated the list of meal types and dishes in detail.

"It's the standard of the first-class set meal. Thanks to Mr. Wang, this kind of rice is rare on weekdays." Yicheng said, in fact, there are only a plate of fried vegetables, a plate of fried radish, a pot of stewed fish, and a pot of stewed meat on the table. , the amount is large, the vegetables and radishes are grown in the vegetable fields near the post station, the fish is caught in the river, and fish is also the most commonly used staple food in the alliance. Stewed meat is also game. Food source, the only rare one is rice.

Seeing Wang Zenglun's puzzled expression, Yicheng explained: "Because wheat, rice, millet and other things are more durable to storage, they are all hoarded as military rations and emergency rations. We don't lack these meats. After all, this place is vast and sparsely populated. The produce is abundant, but the main reason is that there is a shortage of staple food, and we are reluctant to eat it on weekdays. In a blink of an eye, we have not been able to eat this small rice for a month."

Wang Zenglun thought to himself, no wonder when passing by on Xinhefei Street, the canteen provided enough fish, meat, and eggs, but very little rice and noodles. "The future will be better." Wang Zenglun comforted.

"Yes, life will get better and better, Mr. Wang, I heard that we are going to build a railway here?"

"You also know about railways?" Wang Zenglun couldn't help blurting out as he looked at these Ming people who seemed to know a lot about railways.

"We have learned in science class, but we have all learned literacy in class. Although our grades are not good, we have not been selected to study in Xinhefei high school or university, but we know the basics. Trains are on the rails. I heard that at the beginning of the first year of the new era, the mines were all paved with wooden rails. Now that a huge amount of new iron ore has been discovered, the production of steel has increased, and it has been turned into a steam locomotive. Don’t plan the railway line.” Recalling the blueprint drawn by Liu Ze, who was a teacher in the school, as if it was vivid in his memory yesterday, Yicheng put down his chopsticks, a little dissatisfied with Wang Zenglun’s contempt, and explained that the two guards next to him They also nodded again and again, only Lao Jia licked his lips and continued to eat the millet rice non-stop.

"It seems that the chairman's literacy education is doing well." Wang Zenglun said with emotion. Since Lao Jia reminded him, he never called Liu Ze by his first name directly, so as not to arouse the resentment of others. Liu Ze was among these people. His prestige is really too high, almost all young cadres have been personally trained by him, in ancient times they were equivalent to a teacher and disciple of the Son of Heaven.

"I heard that there are many red-haired barbarians here, why didn't we see a few of them along the way?" Wang Zenglun continued to ask.

"There used to be a lot in the army, but now most of them are retired. The basic naturalized ones are concentrated at the border and managed centrally. They have too many things to do. They believe in Druids, and they even hang up the commander, called Drew. Commander Id, every meal is clamoring to eat wheat rice mixed with cow blood. The food is tight. Where do you get so much wheat and cows? They don’t eat fish. Ma De, let us respect their religious traditions, but scold We eat fish is dirty, we are reluctant to eat the emergency food and finally squeezed out some for them, and then said that our pot has cooked fish, that we don't respect them, respect and respect has become a matter of course, and we don't consider them when we eat Just turned around, and finally couldn’t even say the word fish, so I had to change it to: Xiaorou, you can’t even eat a piece of rice, bah, why don’t you respect our tradition.” Yicheng seemed very resentful, and talked for a long time .

Lao Jia on the side explained: "Before, a naturalized red-haired barbarian was assigned to the post station. He said he was retired from the army. His name was Eagle. At first he said he was a fighting hero. Everyone let him go. He said he should respect their dignity. According to the religious tradition, everything was prepared for him alone. It was alright at the beginning. Later, when the outer fortress wall was being built, dozens of red-haired barbarians from the engineering team got in touch with him, and then they started to make trouble. I met a red-haired man on the road with grilled fish, and I didn’t know him, so he came up and kicked me, saying that next time he sees me holding small meat, he will kill me, very fierce.”

"I just say fish, fish, fish, and I want to force me to say little meat, what a fart of little meat."

Listening to the two people's talk, Wang Zenglun couldn't help taking out his notebook to record it, and couldn't help but think of a sentence: When they are few, you must respect them; when they are many, they will destroy you.

"Where is the battle hero, I heard that his red-haired barbarian companies were disbanded because they slaughtered the old and weak women and children in Baihuling. I didn't see that he didn't have a surname in his name. How could a serious red-haired barbarian be called Ying. "Yicheng said seriously, he is very well-informed as a training cadre.

"If you seek unity through struggle, it will survive; if you seek unity through concessions, it will perish," Wang Zenglun murmured.

(End of this chapter)