[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The typical difference between the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty lies in the general energy.

Since this era, coal has been widely used. From Shanxi to the east, a large number of mountains have been reclaimed into mines. In winter, there is almost no heating problem in the whole country.

Although the north of Yangzhou is basically occupied by the Kingdom of Jin, the coal mine business is still going on well-after all, the Kingdom of Jin also wants to sit on the ground to collect taxes, and it is absolutely impossible to interfere with these exchanges.

Although people are vigilant and scrutinizing towards Jiangyin's people, fortunately, with the recommendation of Mr. Guo Di, several large orders were finalized within a few days. With the roar of freight trucks, batches of coal were transported to Jiangyin town.

People in Yangzhou City still retain their curiosity about cars.

They vaguely feel that these foreigners are not hostile, they are much smarter and more miraculous than the Hu people, and they have countless treasures in their hands.

Because of this, when a car honks its horn to signal people to open the way, many people will even stand on both sides of the road, watching how the car is running and how the people inside come out.

Four thousand catties of coal almost emptied the savings of several wealthy families, Wu Gong and Liu Xun discussed it and decided to use the power rationing system.

Priority should be given to resuming power distribution for government and military use, while thermal power plants will only open half of their production capacity for the time being to avoid failure to supply coal in the future.

With reasonable planning, even if the supply of coal is suddenly interrupted, the power supply can be maintained for another half a month.

On the day when the thermal power plant reopened, Liu Xi took Mr. Guo Di to Jiangyin Town.

From the moment he got into the car, the old man was shaking.

County magistrate Sun has never seen the world, and he has not read much—when he came into contact with modern things, he was completely dazed, and he didn't know where to ask.

But after all, Guo Di spent half his life as a soldier, and was helped into the car by the little girl, and his mind was full of things in those ghosts and myths.

All the gluttonous Bai Ze came out - he couldn't understand what this monster that could carry so many people was.

"This... why is there no horse in this carriage?"

Zhao Qingyu had the patience to coax her grandfather, and said seriously: "This is a machine, just like the water, wood and horses in your ancient books."

Guo Di froze for a moment, and was tentatively touching the handrail when the car started.

He was surprised to see that the glass window was raised, and the scenery outside the transparent barrier was unobstructed.

"It's actually - it can move by itself!"

"Don't be afraid, old man, this thing doesn't bite." Qian Fan, who was sitting in front, said with a smile, "This is a more compact carriage."

Guo Di tensed his expression, and forced himself to pretend that he had seen the market before, and only hummed.

It took only 15 minutes for the car to arrive at Jiangyin Town. During this time, the old man's eyes were wandering everywhere, for fear of missing something.

There is such a fast carriage!Is it really impossible to ride the clouds and ride the fog?

But these young people don't look like gods from the way they talk, to the food and drink.

The martial law in Jiangyin Town has become more and more complete, and the residents have begun to adapt to a regular and stable life.

When the soldiers in front of the checkpoint saw the car, they all saluted and let it go.

At this time, Guo Di opened his mouth again in amazement: "Your road...why is it white?"

The loess was exposed from the outside of their road, and it was absolutely impossible to have such a neat road surface as if a stone had been cut into a plane.

"That's right." Liu Xi finally remembered something: "Should we... build a road from Jiangyin to Yangzhou?"

"Isn't this nonsense." Qian Fan turned the steering wheel and said, "The Ministry of Construction should have already made arrangements. Li Luan has always been very meticulous in his thoughts, and he probably thought of this a long time ago."

The aftermath work in Yangzhou City was all taken over by that quiet woman.

She has glamorous makeup and does things in her own way, but she never makes mistakes.

Since time travel, many ancient people have given her a strange look in her attire.

Thin-skinned girls, like Sun Yue, didn't dare to wear clothes that exposed their calves and arms. Since then, they have been wearing coats and trousers when they go out to work.

But Li Luan is the master who wears a small leather skirt and high boots in winter, so he doesn't care about the eyes of these people.

So that figure with high heels and wavy hair became a strange landscape in Yangzhou city.

The subordinates of the Ministry of Construction have long been trained to be obedient. Usually, there are two people who consciously follow her as bodyguards wherever she goes. The repair of the southern city wall and the drawing of the city map are also proceeding in an orderly manner.

While chatting, the car stopped at the gate of the thermal power plant, Liu Xi got out of the car first, and helped the old man who moved a little slowly out.

After standing still, Guo Di first felt the flat and hard ground with the soles of his feet, and felt the urge to bend down and touch it.

The next second, when he raised his head and looked into the distance, he was stunned.

"Tong - Tongtian Tower?!"

Several chimneys towered into the sky, and the red and white paint was a little faded.

What is familiar to the locals is no less than seeing a magnificent pyramid to this simple old man.

As a famous general of a generation, Guo Di had been to too many places when he was young, and he had never seen such a magnificent thing no matter it was Bianjing or anywhere else.

"This—is this the altar and the holy tower?"

Liu Xi burst out laughing, knowing that the old man took the red and white paint as some kind of religious symbol.

Qian Fan was not in a hurry to explain, and let the old man exclaim all kinds of words there, he just leaned into Liu Xi's ear and said, "If we build a cult, we might be able to do things like crazy."

Indeed... Modern technology is like a miracle in front of the ancients.

In modern times, there will be a watershed in the development of science and technology every 100 years.

What's more, the two cities are thousands of years apart, so it may be even more difficult for them to understand each other.

Liu Zi was still thinking about how to make Jiangyin and Yangzhou people communicate with each other, so he gave a little distracted hum.

"What are you thinking?" Wu Gong walked in with the key in hand, and greeted Guo Di with a smile: "Mr. Guo is good."

He put his arm on the old man's shoulders very familiarly, and went in to visit like a grandfather from the country: "This chimney is not for worshiping Buddha. It was built by our people. It took about half a year." many--"

"Half a year?!"

Several other people walked slowly behind them, with different things in their hearts.

Among all the people, Qian Fan was the one who had nothing to worry about and was the most relaxed.

He stayed in the army for too long. After retiring, he went to the Public Security Bureau, and began to focus on rectifying the law and order environment of the entire town, arranging Skynet-like surveillance facilities. He has been shining like a candle all his life, so that he has no family yet.

His parents also let him go, without urging or asking, but only told him to take care of his body and not get hurt.

In 2030, the country already has a mature pension system, coupled with the general freedom of marriage and childbearing, people can live fairly easily.

Others, however, were not so lucky.

Liu Xi's father is an entrepreneur, and his mother is a high-ranking official in Huajing. Now that heaven and man are separated forever, no matter how much he misses him, it will not help.

What's more, he has too many problems to face.

When he was still the mayor of the town, Liu Xi hardly had a good rest. Even if the big and small plans in the town came to an end, he still had to go to home and abroad to study and study, and constantly adjusted new plans.

Now that Yangzhou City has been taken down very smoothly, the things he is responsible for have directly doubled.

The urban reconstruction and economic construction of Yangzhou City, the power grid deployment outside Yangzhou City and the defense against foreign enemies, and how to deal with the relationship between Jiangyin Town and Yangzhou City...

So much so that in the past half month, he was subconsciously thinking about these things even when he fell asleep, and dreams couldn't occupy his time.

Both Wu Gong and Li Luan are devoted to work, but the former is to forget those unhappy things and escape from the incomplete life for a short time.

Li Luan is relatively stable, but he has a headache because he can't separate himself, and there are too many things to manage.

Today is the opening day of the thermal power plant, so it should be very lively.

Usually when encountering things of the same level, I will always cut the ribbon and say a few words on the scene, everyone cheers a few times, and will gather together to set up a few tables of wine later.

However, due to the fact that the people in the military and engineering departments are all busy, the number of employees in the thermal power plant has also been reduced by nearly [-]%. The entire factory area is empty, and only a few staff members are in a hurry.

The old factory manager originally thought that he was going to retire, who knew that he would be hired back after the accident, and was enthusiastically instructing the safety inspector to report the inspection status of each link.

When he followed them into the instruction area of ​​the factory building, Guo Di was almost speechless.

The interior here is bright and spacious, but there are no candles or oil lamps.

There were white walls all around, people in strange costumes, everything he didn't recognize.

"Mr. Guo," Liu Xi patted him on the shoulder lightly, signaling him not to be nervous: "We won't interfere too much with your city's clothing and lifestyle."

"Except for things that are harmful to the body, which must be adjusted, everything else is fine."

Guo Di turned around stiffly, and confirmed for the sixth time: "Aren't you really, really gods?"

"It's an ordinary person." Wu Gong stood beside him with a gentle voice: "In the future, people in Yangzhou City can also own such cars and such high houses, and they will live a better life."

"What do you mean?" Guo Di took a step back instinctively, frowned and said, "You guys are willing to give away such a good thing?"

"No matter how good things are, they are built with hands, not given by the gods."

Wu Gong looked at the old man's bewildered and yearning expression, and smiled very gently.

He suddenly missed his deceased grandfather very much.

The old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease didn't know anything at the end of his life, and he couldn't even use the remote control of the TV.

Even so, every time he enters the door, he will bring out a basin of washed red bayberry and wave his hand tremblingly.

Accompanied by the roar of boilers and conveyor belts, gray smoke that had not been seen for several years finally came out of the chimney.

The computers and lights of the government building finally turned on.

The next step is to fully transform Yangzhou City.