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Chapter 136 Departure

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When dusk descended from the horizon, another steam train drove into the stopping area from afar, attracting the sight of passengers in the waiting area.

At the same time, a declaration sound came from the copper tube horn above the station—

"The steam train 375 of Alfat is driving into the station. Please prepare passengers who board the train..."

When Surman heard the radio, he slowly put away the newspaper. He tidied up his collar and held up his silver cane and walked towards the ticket entrance.

At the train station in Gangdian City, the waiting hall is only separated from the platform by a large transparent glass. Passengers can see the scene on the platform by sitting in the waiting hall. When Surman stepped towards the ticket entrance, there were a group of passengers dressed in travel, next to them, lined up in an orderly manner in front of the ticket gate. Their expressions may be anxious, but they still maintained good order.

"After all, I am a person who can afford a ticket, and he has maintained his demeanor... Well, there is no disaster on the premise." Surman thought silently, and soon, it was his turn to the ticket entrance.

After showing the 'special seat' ticket worth 30 gold pounds to the station guards, the other party made way out and did not forget to remind him when Surman passed by: "Sir, please keep your property. If there is an emergency... you can contact the garrison staff from the Steam Church on the car, they will help you solve the small trouble."

"Thanks."

Surman knew that the price of the ticket had played a role, so he smiled politely.

After all, from a profit perspective, he is equivalent to a high-quality customer of the Steam Church and is protected by the Steam Train. Of course, the reason why the station guards would remind him is mainly because the trains on the latest trains were mixed, and there may be thieves and pickpockets.

Those who can afford the "special seat" ticket must be the fat sheep in their eyes and need to be careful and vigilant.

But in fact, it is contrary to their perception.

With Surman's strength, it is not him who needs to be careful, but the unlucky thief who chose him as the target...

Under the sight of the station guards, Surman came to the black steam train and boarded the train according to the number of the ticket. After stepping into the car, he saw the town room on the car, which was the true face of the "special seat".

On the passenger trains in the cold soil of the north, there is no word soft sleeper/hard sleeper. They divide the ticket seats into four categories:

The special seat is similar to the soft and hard sleeping tickets of the previous life. It has an independent private room. The number of passengers in one private room is about 3-5, regardless of gender, and they live in a single private room. Of course, if you have a lot of spare money, you can also buy tickets for the entire private room, making yourself equivalent to sitting in a "single room".

The bit-to-order seats are a little more secondary. They do not have separate private rooms, but they are located in the front car of the steam train (the front row is the special seat). They have long seats, which are similar to long wooden seats on green trains.

The difference between the two is that the seats on the green train are seated in four people, that is, two rows of seats, and four people ride.

The first-class seats on the steam train only accommodate one person in a single row, that is, two people sit opposite each other. If a passenger feels tired, he can lie on a long wooden seat and sleep and rest. In addition to being easily disturbed, the difference between itself and soft and hard lying is not particularly great.

As for second-class and third-class seats, their treatment is not so good. Not only are the seats lined up very crowded, but there are several people in a single row, and passengers are not given room to lie down and rest, but the environment is also dirty and messy. They are located in the middle and rear seats of the steam train.

Second-class seats are a little better, and people take care of them every three days, and they are still able to endure the environment. As for the cheapest third-class seats, they are only cleaned once a week, and the smell there can kill flies. Generally, working people who cannot afford normal tickets and seek safety shelter will grit their teeth and use their half-month salary to buy tickets to other civilized areas.

In the wilderness of the cold soil in the north, long-distance travel is also a luxury for ordinary people.

“My seat is box No. 36, lower bunk d4…”

In order not to block the passengers behind him, Surman did not delay and found his "seat" along the serial number in the room. The next moment, Surman pushed open the door and entered and found that there were already two passengers in the private room.

Above the sleeper on the right, there was a woman wearing a sun hat sitting up. She had fair skin like ceramics, small facial features, and not particularly beautiful, but she had a bit of bookishness on her body, which seemed to be a job in academic research.

Her hands were holding hardcover books, not made of animal skin, but obvious prints. In this era when industrial level was biased towards kerosene power and electricity had not yet been invented, the value of these hardcover books was far higher than the rough manuscripts made of animal skins.

On the lower bunk on the other side, there was a young man dressed in a herdsman. He had wheat-colored skin and cold facial features, but his expression was not cold, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking approachable.

It is worth noting that the clothes he wore were not gentlemen's dresses, but were dressed in the herdsmen in a "Boya style". They were characterized by bright hand-made decorations and rough and heavy fabrics, like piles of loose pieces, messy and full of color charm.

Boya style herders? This is rare, after all, it is the clothing style in the dusk field...Surman was surprised, but he didn't care too much, because Boya herders were similar to the gypsies on earth. They did not have a fixed residence and lived for their lives. They were used to wandering around, not only in the cold soil of the north, but even seeing a Boya herder in the Panjie Tree Domain is not a rare thing.

Wow!

When the two heard the movement, they looked at the entrance of the box at the same time. When they saw Surman, who was pretending to be a middle-aged gentleman, the woman in the hat who was suspected to be a "scholar", looked at her vigilantly.

Then, when she saw Surman's eyes coming, she smiled politely again and looked down again.

However, the sharp-eyed Surman could see her left hand hanging beside her, intending to use the protection of her body to sneak a rope, which was covered by the brass sound tube on the wall of the box.

As long as the rope is pulled, a ringtone will be immediately passed to the guards on the steam train and even the garrisons of the Steam Church. This is the safety guarantee they provide to female passengers, of course, only for the ‘special seat’ tickets.

In fact, people who can afford to buy a ticket for a special seat will not do anything wrong on the bus. After all, they have to get off the bus. They even have to consider the consequences of being issued a wanted order by the Steam Church... As the Steam Church, which is in charge of the entire northern transportation, is it really hard to make a move.

Therefore, the personal safety of single women on the steam train can still be guaranteed.

It seemed that she was quite careful...Surman didn't care. He smiled politely at the other party, then put a cane on the hanger next to him, turned around to his sleeper. His position was the lower bunk on the right, opposite the herder man, and directly below the female scholar.

——Woo!

At this time, a sound of air came from outside, and accompanied by the sound of a whistle, the steam train began to drive slowly.

“The long and boring journey has begun…”

Surman was about to lie down, but suddenly, their private room was knocked, tick!
Chapter completed!
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