1875 I come from the future

Chapter 88 Expense Tractor Truck

[88] Expense tractor truck

On the way to Jinan, Xu Jianyin and Xue Fucheng praised the tractor card and called it a thousand miles a day.

In fact, the northern official road of the Qing Dynasty is full of loess roads and uneven. In order not to overturn, Yao Fan did not dare to ask the driver to run fast at all, and the speed limit was about 20 kilometers strictly. Even so, it is still very bumpy and difficult to drive from morning to night, but only runs less than 200 kilometers, far from reaching the normal speed of 40-50 of the tractor card, and it is far from the maximum speed of 70.

It's just that Qingdao has arrived in Weifang for one day. Such a speed is really unheard of. Except for running to the post station fast, who has heard of such a thing in the Qing Dynasty? Xu Jianyin and Xue Fucheng couldn't help admiring.

Xu Jianyin and Xue Fucheng rode in a truck with Yao Fan. The truck was covered with thick straw and was comfortable all the way down. That night, I rested at the official camp station in Weifang. The conditions here were good, specializing in entertaining officials and ermen on business trips. As for a platoon of 20 accompanying villagers led by Yao Fan, they boarded in a hotel in the city.

At dawn the next day, the convoy set off again and arrived in Jinan in the evening. There were burning clouds in the sky, indicating that the sun had not yet completely set.

Xu Jianyin and Xue Fucheng pointed out the way, so the convoy went straight to the mouth of the Yellow River in the north of Jinan City, where the machine bureau is located. Because the terrain here is high and not easy to be flooded, Ding Baozhen bought 300 mu of land here to open the Shandong Machinery Bureau.

Xu Jianyin and Xue Fucheng were busy looking for people and planned to build a hanger to unload the goods. Yao Fan, with his buddy and all the drivers, drove two tractor trucks that unloaded the trailers behind them and entered Jinan City and returned to Yuchun's business name Jinan to rest. Even in the evening, these two cars were followed by a large number of boring citizens. Yao Fan didn't know what they were thinking. Is it interesting to follow them?

Jinan's centimeter has been in the hands of the housekeeper Luo Guanqun and his buddy Wang Chuannian. He Wanyu has been ordered by his brother He Wannian to return to his home in Qingdao immediately. But He Wan was not stupid and knew that there was no good fruit to eat when he went back, so he refused to leave in Jinan. He hid in the house he bought all day long and hanged around with the little widow he asked for as a concubine.

The next morning, Yao Fan was woken up from the business name, saying that he was invited by an official and asked Yao Fan to drive a tractor truck to the government office. Yao Fan had to wash up and come out, get on the tractor truck with the officials sent by the governor's government, and drive all the way along the road in the city.

This road caused countless people to scramble to watch, actually crowded the square the size of the football field in front of the governor's government.

Yao Fan was depressed, "If I had known that I would have walked, and attracted such a hustle and bustle of people, wouldn't Lao Ding be angry?"

Yao Fan entered the back hall and saw Ding Baozhen sitting in the middle in a green robe and black cloth shoes, still expressionless. Yao Fan has often dreamed of this scene in his dreams recently, but Ding Baozhen's first sentence in his dream is always "Yao Fan, do you know your guilt?"

"The younger generation will meet the adults." Yao Fan bowed deeply and still did not kneel. Since he came to the Qing Dynasty, he had not knelt down anyone.

I don't know that Ding Baozhen is annoyed. Anyway, his image is old and elegant, and his anger will not be colorful.

"Yao Fan, I heard that you pulled ten foreign cars to Jinan for delivery. You left the morning before yesterday and arrived last night, is it true?" Ding Baozhen asked.

Although Ding Baozhen has green robes and shoes, the Taiping army, the Nian army, and the so-called rebels in his hands are tens of thousands. In his life, he was proud of thousands of scholars and commanded the army to kill people. The rare literary and military experience of the government and the field made him speak with a momentum of not being angry and self-righteous, and his narrowed triangular eyes were always trying to see through people's hearts.

When Yao Fan saw that Ding Baozhen didn't let him sit down, he had to stand and reply: "It's ten tractor trucks that burn diesel. They go back and forth between Jinan and Qingdao, and ten cars add up to 4,000 liters of diesel."

Every time Yao Fan sees Ding Baozhen, he feels that he should pretend to be flattering and should learn the secret of being an official. "kowtow more and talk less." He should kneel down and kowtow desperately, but he can't kneel down.

Thinking about that year, the sentence "Chinese people have stood up from now on" made hundreds of millions of Chinese compatriots at home and abroad burst into tears. The Chinese finally stood up, but now he wants a new Chinese to kneel down here, and he will never do it easily

"How difficult it is for me to go further. If you want me to take a step back, there is no door! Do you want me to kneel? I want you to die first!" When Yao Fan used to study, he always encouraged himself like this whenever he encountered difficult problems.

Burning oil? Yao Fan, what is that diesel? How much does a liter require? Ding Baozhen narrowed his eyes and said with no expression on his face.

"My lord, diesel is a light oil extracted from petroleum. The process is very complicated. It is already very expensive for oil to extract kerosene. To extract diesel, it takes one or two silver per liter."

Anyway, no one in the world is extracting diesel from petroleum these days. It is used to extract kerosene. Kerosene is used as an organic solvent, lubricant and lighting. Some doctors in Europe and the United States even said that kerosene can be taken as medicine to treat epilepsy or various difficult and miscellaneous diseases. These days, Western medicine is basically similar to old traditional Chinese medicine. There are countless fantastic prescriptions. In contrast, those "three years of dew" or "ten years of well rope" of traditional Chinese medicine have been boiled as a medicine, but they are still immortal, which can be regarded as conscience medicine.

Ding Baozhen was speechless when he heard that the diesel was so expensive. After thinking about it, he felt that Yao Fan was still quite loyal, but his skull was damaged by foreigners, and he had not learned any Chinese etiquette.

"You've spent a lot of money. Sit down."

Yao Fan just sat down.

"Since the machine has arrived, when will it be installed?" Ding Baozhen is most concerned about this issue.

"Two months at the slowest and one month at the earliest." Yao Fan left room for himself. In fact, this set of equipment is really simple. In order to facilitate rapid installation, Yao Fan turned over all the construction drawings.

Ding Baozhen nodded: "Take me to see your tractor card."

Ding Baozhen turned into the back, changed into his official uniform, and took Yao Fan out of the governor's office.

Lao Ding dressed up, and this style was immediately different. Eighteen guide cavalry and thirty-six knives and soldiers came out and cleaned up the square unrelated people around. The middle field was empty, and the two servants walked out of the government office with apricot yellow umbrellas. Behind them were two gongs and drummers brushed and beat the gongs on both sides. In the back, a total of 13 rafters were knocked. The ten palm rafters in the back held silence, avoided and so on. They walked out of the government office together. Ten servants with flying tiger flags, green fans, golden ring sticks and other honorary items followed. Finally, Ding Baozhen slowly came out in eight sedan chairs. Yao Fan had to follow on the side, and his heart was dark. Scold this old man for being too arrogant.

"Is this a tractor truck?" Ding Baozhen asked under the sedan chair.

"Yes."

"Show me."

Yao Fansheng was afraid that the new driver would be clumsy and hit someone nervously, so he went up and drove around himself. Suddenly, the scene was full of bombardment, and everyone was surprised.

Facing Yao Fan, who came down from the car, Ding Baozhen said coldly, "This foreigner is really a wonderful skill. It takes so much effort to build such a expensive car. From Jinan to Qingdao, it costs less than 600 taels to transport 100 trucks of goods, but this car costs 4,000 taels, which is really useless."

Yao Fan knew that Ding Baozhen's words were heard by people around him. People like him can never openly say their true thoughts.

"What the adults said." Yao Fan echoed.