ps: If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your opinions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and pay attention to it to give more support to "Far East 1628"! Spring is approaching, and Hu Xueming, who is walking on the cement road planted with red pines on both sides, looks beaming. Today, the director of the accounting department paid a salary, or according to the owner's old man, a salary.

The director of the proprietor knew that today's kindergarten was a parent-child activity day, and specially gave a half-day off. After thanking the director of the owner, Hu Xueming freshened up a little and hurried on the road, thinking about the thick work ticket in his bag.

Although it does not have the heavy comfort of real money in your hand, it is much more useful than silver and copper coins in Vladivostok. Not to mention the various departments, shops, restaurants, and restaurants in Vladivostok only recognize work and share tickets, and even go to a kiln and only collect work and share tickets. The second is the convenience of carrying. After all, no one wants to buy something a little more expensive, so they have to carry a basket of copper coins to find guilt.

With the increasing number of immigrants, gold and silver can also be circulated in the Far East's Kongzhì district, but if you want to trade in the shops, you can only go to a place called the Central Bank of the Far East to exchange huàn work cents. When people receive silver, they do not first calculate it by catties, but first verify the purity of the silver. Then it is weighed according to the purity, and of course, a certain amount of man-hours and fire consumption are charged.

Of course, with the continuous expansion of the trading circle of indigenous tribes in the past two years, some tribal elders even calculate the wealth by stacking the thickness of the family work share tickets. Thinking about the fact that he took his children to dig wild vegetables in the mountains of Liaodong last year, Hu Xueming couldn't help but be a little lucky.

"Brother Hu!"

The shouts in the distance broke the thoughts of Hu Xueming, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Huang Yanlei and Huang Xiucai, who were in trouble together. This Xiucai was originally the master bookkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall in Shenyang City, but because of repeated failures, he was disheartened and went to the medicinal herb shop to become the master bookkeeper.

I write a good handwriting on weekdays, and remember a clear account. It is highly valued by the old club. When Jiannu besieged Shenyang City, Huang Xiucai happened to be absent from the city to worship his ancestors, and he picked up a life. Then he began his life as a fugitive. On the way, they met Mr. Hu Xueming, a teacher, and the two fled to Dongjiang Town.

Because of his fame. He also has long skills. The two quickly gained a foothold in Dongjiang and took their wives, who were also refugees. The following year they had children. But the good times did not last long, Mao Wenlong was killed last year, and Yuan Chonghuan cut off the grain of the Dongjiang River. Dongjiang Town fell into an unprecedented famine, and Huang Xiucai relied on serving as an account book for the military camp to get some food for his family. Hu Xueming has no way to live.

Think about it, too, there is no food to eat, who cares about reading the books of sages. Hu Xueming's wife starved to death in a field at the foot of the mountain in order to save some food for her daughter. When the corpse was carried home by the villagers, it was still clutching a handful of wild vegetables tightly in his right hand. For the sake of the old brothers, Huang Xiucai gave the Hu family some food and buried Hu's wife hastily.

In this era when the landlord's family has no surplus food, it can only help this. When I went home, Huang's wife looked at the rice tank that was about to run out and said, "Husband, how long can we survive!" ‘

Fortunately, the yellow sky is above, and God has eyes. Last year, a group of overseas people claiming to be descendants of the Great Song Yashan arrived on Ocean Island. Distribute food relief to refugees there! Huang Xiucai has always boasted of being clear, looking at his wife and children waiting to be fed. Shaking his head helplessly, he went out to sea with Hu Xueming and a few acquaintances of Liao people and rushed to Ocean Island at night.

The two took the whole family and a group of Liaomin to cross the ocean all the way to Ocean Island. I saw an iron ship as big as a mountain that could float on water, and a purification process that was almost perverted. After a period of recuperation, the spirit was restored.

The family, who had been separated for a short time, finally boarded the ship and sailed to Vladivostok, the old den of overseas people. The overseas people on the ship are still relatively enlightened, at least in Hu Xueming's opinion, they are more amiable than the sergeants of the overseas people on land.

Every day, there is an hour on the deck of the ship to take turns to release the wind, Hu Xueming groped to find Huang Xiucai and said: "Brother Huang, I have a profound knowledge of the bearded personality, and this iron ship comes without wind. It is a miracle that the shawl cuts through the waves. If I have this kind of learning, why not be afraid of building slaves! ”

Huang Xiucai on the side couldn't help but show disdain: "A bunch of thieves with broken etiquette." It's not enough to wait for a little kitsch and lewd skills! If we are really hungry to this point, we will not be thieves if we are cornered. ”

Hu Xueming said in his heart, he is really ungrateful when he is full. Just as he was about to exit a few words to refute, he saw two hollowed-out steel giants appear on the sea level in the distance, and the corrugated iron sheet was paved in the middle of the building, which was obviously not finished. A cylindrical building in the middle of the two floors is spewing black smoke. A round steel pipe is jutting out from the bottom of the building, facing the sea.

"Woo! ……”

A loud bang rang out like thunder. The round steel pipe spewed out countless black and white substances and rushed straight into the sea. Huang Xiucai looked at the gray mist with an earthy face, and suddenly turned and rushed straight into the nine heavens.

His crotch couldn't help but get hot, and he sat on the deck with his ass. Later, Hu Xueming, who became an accountant in the accounting department of the power plant, finally learned from the director that the No. 1 boiler of the power plant used high-pressure steam to purge the residue after the construction of the pipeline to ensure that the pipeline was clean, so that the steam would not carry impurities into the steam turbine and damage the blades after the unit was put into operation.

Of course, the loud roar was caused by the fact that the Far Eastern Company did not prepare a silencer for the blowpipe. However, what Accountant Hu didn't know was that in order to ensure the environmental protection and safety of the project, mufflers are generally installed in modern society. But it was not necessary for the ancients, who only performed one-time blowpipes. Thinking of this, Hu Xueming couldn't help but wonder.

"Brother Hu. Why laugh! Huang Xiucai looked at the stupid and happy Accountant Hu gasped and asked, obviously seeing his old friend rushing from a distance.

"Meet the old people. Of course happy! Didn't the owner say it, the fellow saw the fellow with tears in his eyes! Why is Brother Huang here? ”

Obviously, Hu Xueming is very wise. There are old things that cannot be brought up.

Huang Xiucai took a vacation today and spent half a day in Vladivostok. Originally, he was determined not to come to the power plant again, but the terrible scene of a year ago is still vivid, and if it were not for the construction of the underground pipe network in Vladivostok today, he would have had to make a detour. was asked by Hu Xueming, so he had to say that he missed the old man and perfunctory words, and just heard that Hu Xueming was going to participate in the parent-child activity meeting held by the kindergarten this afternoon, so he was going to see it noisily.

"In other words, doesn't Brother Huang despise the education of the Far Eastern family, why do you want to visit with me today."

Hu Xueming looked at Huang Yanlei, who had never liked his own children in the past and lost the teachings of orthodox saints, but today he was unusual, which is a bit wrong.

Huang Yanlei next to him couldn't help but blushed and said: "It's just to play, and you don't have any other ideas, whether you go or not." ”

Obviously, there is a lot of confidence in the words. Originally, Huang Xiucai boasted that he was high and well-known among several old people. First time in Vladivostok. Everyone was assigned to sleep in the labor camp. The wife and children who were reunited just now are going to be separated again, and our Huang Daxiu is naturally indignant!

There were a few Xiucai clamoring to find officials from overseas, and Huang Xiucai also came up with a way to seek justice. was stopped by Hu Xueming. Later, I heard that a few Xiucai went to ask the bearded thief master for the treatment that a scholar deserved, but they were all sent to the coal mine to work as coolies!

The old foreman who came back with him spat out: "What the fuck are you doing." It's amazing to be able to write a few words. Lao Tzu can write, and Lao Tzu can also learn. What do you think you are, everyone in the Far East can write. I was trained and deducted my work.

You all have a long eye, the owner has not had time to pay attention to your trivial matters recently, and hundreds of thousands of people have to feed and be busy. If you don't want to stay with me, you can tell me in advance. Go to another foreman, then I'll just say it. If you continue to make trouble like this, I will send you to the coal mine! The old foreman shook his arm and walked away.

"Insulting Sven. Insulting Sven! ”

Huang Xiucai was very angry when he said it, but he was already wet behind him. In this way, the two stumbled over a month, and with the shortage of talents from all sides, Far Eastern began the selection of the second batch of skilled talents. Of course, with many years of professionalism, our Huang Daxiu finally got a roughly the same job in Far East Dalip Chemical Group.

Of course, just as Huang Daxiu was conceited and talented Gao Badou stood out from the applicants, he was slapped by the young man under the influence of accounting in the new era. His so-called talent is just scratching the surface. Hu Xueming knew his old friend's temper, and he didn't break it.

thought that if it weren't for the owner, his family would have starved to death in Dongjiang Town. What else is there to complain about. So the two chatted without a word and came to the crossroads. The barricade at the intersection is being lowered, and the warning lights on the side of the road are flashing. The whistle in the mouth of the road manager blows and shouts that the pedestrian vehicle is parked outside the pole and the train is about to open guò.

"Hmm......"

After the whistle, a train of steam locomotives, with the characteristic sound of metal crashing, sped across the intersection and dragged a long wagon towards the power plant in the distance.

Look at the wagons full of coal. Huang Xiucai couldn't help but sigh: "On this day, there is a train, so much coal is transported in, why is it not coming out." ”

"Brother Huang, this is a bad statement! Coal is not fed into the power plant for nothing, but for electricity. ”

Hu Xueming's words attracted the attention of passers-by, and people immediately surrounded him. On weekdays, I see trains that keep carrying coal to the power plant, but I don't see it. As power plants, foundries, chemical plants belong to key industries. The gatehouse is also guarded by heavily armed army soldiers, and no unrelated personnel are allowed to enter.

It's not that I'm afraid of leaking secrets. No one in the 17th century could have figured out how those machines worked. It is that there are too many idlers, which is easy to cause unnecessary accidents. Therefore, in the face of the few news, the Liao people can only act by false rumors.

There are all kinds of things, and at most one is a monster with a head in the tall power plant building. I don't see that the factory built like a cage before, but now it is wrapped in corrugated iron, because I am afraid of being seen, and the monster feeds on coal.

When the monster is full, it emits electricity. And the monster's compliment is the smoke from the tail hidden in the chimney. Otherwise, someone's chimney is 30 zhang high. In fact, the iron sheet is the insulation skin, and there are many equipment in the cold boiler room in Liaodong that need to be cold and freeze-proof, so the fully enclosed structure is adopted.

The results provide space for the Liao people to express their imagination. Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, if someone dares to come out and explain the truth, it arouses people's infinite "thirst for knowledge". (The novel "Far East 1628" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued)

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