Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 17

In the early morning of the next day, on the way to the train station, Zhang Zhiwei spent tens of renminbi to buy some buns, meat pies, steamed buns, roast duck and so on.

Those who have taken the green leather train in later generations will know that the things on the train are expensive, and it is best to prepare some food before boarding the train.

The steam trains of the Republic of China were much slower than the green leather trains of the later generations, so it is not wrong to prepare some food.

In this regard, Zhang Jingqing agreed.

When you arrive at the train station, you start buying tickets.

In this year, transportation is scarce and train tickets are expensive, but business is still brisk, and the window for buying tickets is full of people.

"Master, just sit down for a while, I'll go buy a ticket!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked around and found a window with less queues to buy tickets.

After a while, it was his turn.

The conductor at the window asked:
"This Daoist, how long are you waiting for the ticket?"

"What's the point?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"Is it the first time for Master Dao to take a train?"

"Yes!"

The conductor looked Zhang Zhiwei up and down for the first time on the train, "Since this is the first time, let me tell the Taoist priest that the carriages of our train have grades, divided into first-class cars, second-class cars, and third-class cars." Waiting for the train, our window only sells second-class and first-class tickets, if you want to buy a third-class ticket, you have to go to the window next to it with a lot of queues."

It turns out that the division of second-class business seats has a long history.
Zhang Zhiwei asked: "What's the difference?"

The conductor said: "That's a big difference. The three kinds of cars have different feelings when sitting in them. Of course, the fares are also different."

"The first-class car is the most comfortable, with gorgeous equipment, wide seats, carpeted floor, dressing room, toilet, etc."

"Let me tell you this, the seat is made of goose down. Once you sit on it, your whole body will be snug and soft, which is called comfort."

"The decoration equipment of the second-class car is slightly inferior to that of the first-class car, but it is also an upholstered chair with a spacious seat."

"The third-class car has the simplest equipment. The seat is hard board, and it is extremely narrow. There are no sleepers, and passengers cannot enter the dining hall."

"Especially at night, when the lights are dim and there are many people, you can't read books or newspapers, and you can't sleep. I guess you can't calm down even if you meditate and chant sutras."

"Master Dao, do you think you want to buy a second-class seat or a first-class seat?"

"What's the price?"

The conductor said: "Third-class tickets cost 2.5 oceans, second-class tickets cost 5 oceans, and first-class tickets cost 10 oceans. The second-class and first-class cars come with sleeping berths. If you want to sleep, you need to pay extra!"

Zhang Zhiwei casually threw out 20 oceans: "Two tickets for the seat above the head, next to the window, side by side!"

But the ocean was caught by a hand before it fell in the air.

The person who caught it was Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Jingqing put away 20 ocean coins, took out 10 coins and handed them to the counter:

"Just ask for two second-class tickets!"

The conductor looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "This..."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said: "This is my master, just buy it as the master said!"

Looking at the 10 ocean coins in his hand, the conductor couldn't help persuading him:
"This old Taoist looks like a man who is not short of money. You should buy the first-class seat. It is comfortable and spacious, and it is more comfortable than the second-class seat!"

Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice, "Only the second class seat!"

Seeing this situation, the conductor stopped talking and handed out the ticket with both hands.

"You take this receipt!"

Zhang Zhiwei took the ticket and went to the waiting hall under the guidance of the staff.

The waiting hall is dedicated to second-class seats.

The first class cars are VIP boxes.

The third-class seat could only smell the soot and wait beside the railroad tracks.

In the waiting hall, Zhang Zhiwei was puzzled and said, "Master, why don't you take the first class seat?"

He thought that Zhang Jingqing would talk about the big truths such as seeing all kinds of things in the world, and the first-class seat is inconvenient.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice: "Because there are many red-haired ghosts in the first-class carriage, it stinks!"

"Red-haired ghost..."

Zhang Zhiwei was startled, and immediately remembered the meaning of the word red-haired ghost, which first referred to the colonists in the Netherlands, and later generally referred to all foreigners.

Master chooses the second class seat, because he doesn't want to meet foreigners?
Reminiscent of the conductor's introduction to the carriages, Zhang Zhiwei figured it out immediately.

The first-class cars are either rich or expensive, and most of them are foreigners with eyes above their heads, or high-ranking officials and nobles who are full of feudal remnants.

These two kinds of people, no matter what kind, are looked down upon by ordinary people.

Especially for foreigners, sick man is basically a mantra on their lips.

He and Zhang Jingqing were wearing Taoist robes and had long hair, which would inevitably lead to siege, commentary, and cynicism.

As the saying goes, if you have a sharp weapon, you will kill yourself. If the other party is mocking yourself, if it is not too much, Zhang Zhiwei may not care too much.

And if it was the master Zhang Jingqing who was humiliated, I'm afraid Zhang Zhiwei couldn't bear it anymore, and he would be busted to teach him to be a man.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei said: "Most of these red-haired ghosts have body odor, so they like to use some perfume to cover it up, but if they get together in a group, it will be a kind of torture. Master is really wise and powerful!"

Zhang Jingqing squinted her small eyes, and looked at Zhang Zhiwei angrily: "Say something weird again, after using the Chonglong Jade Talisman for you, I will throw you into the middle of the red-haired ghosts, so that you can feel it!"

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

The Chonglong Jade Talisman is a talisman that deifies the nose, allowing people to have a sense of smell comparable to a dog's nose.

If stick out a place full of strong body odor and perfume...

Zhang Zhiwei shivered. Under normal circumstances, he would sneeze when he smelled strong perfume, let alone deified nose, and it was also mixed with body odor.

Immediately became a good baby, stopped talking, closed eyes and meditated, cultivating life.

Not long after, the train arrived.

People in each compartment lined up to get on the train one by one.

When getting on the bus, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the situation of the first-class and third-class cars.

The first-class car was the shortest, as he had guessed, and most of the people on the first-class car were ghosts wearing suits and holding canes.

There are also some people who wear long robes and mandarin jackets.

These people looked down on everyone, but they only bowed their heads in front of Gui Lao.

The third-class train is the longest and has the most people. It is as crowded as a can of sardines. It has a sense of sight of later Indian trains.

After a glance, Zhang Zhiwei looked away.

Get in the car and sit in the seat.

Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei sat side by side by the window, and opposite them sat a young couple with a baby.

Not long after, accompanied by the sound of "clang bang bang dang", the train set off.

Maybe it was because the noise was too loud when the train was running. After the departure, the little baby kept crying, which caused great dissatisfaction among the people around.

The two couples sincerely apologized and tried their best to appease them.

But none of these could disturb Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing. The master and apprentice sat cross-legged on soft chairs, calmed down, meditated and practiced Qi, and looked like masters of Taoism.

Seeing this, the couple on the opposite side comforted the baby and came over to chat for a while.

"It's the first time for a child to take the train, and it's a bit noisy. I'm really sorry to disturb the two Taoist priests Qingxiu!" said the couple.

"It's okay!" Zhang Jingqing said with a smile.

"I don't know which sect the two priests belong to?" the husband asked.

"The master and apprentice of Pindao came from the Zhengyi Sect of Longhu Mountain!" Zhang Jingqing said.

"It turned out to be the Taoist priest of the Tianshi Mansion!" The couple were overjoyed, and quickly took out two oceans and handed them to Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Jingqing waved her hand and refused: "The benefactor, a monk, talk about fate, not money!"

(End of this chapter)