I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 258 The Road Home

"Don't worry about it so much, just enjoy yourself. Do you really need to sit in a hard seat? You'll be exhausted when you get home. Why bother?"

Wang Luo did not dwell on this issue, but simply closed the door of the private room, took out the pork head, roast chicken and other things, put them on the table, prepared to eat and drink, and then have a comfortable sleep. The trains were too slow nowadays, and it would take at least two days to get to Shandong Province, so it was very troublesome to travel a long distance.

Fortunately, there was nothing to do along the way. The master and disciple either slept, read, or played chess, so time passed quickly. When they were about to get impatient, they arrived at the train station in Langya, their hometown.

"Is there anyone coming to pick you up? If not, I'll look for someone to drive a car to your town and give you a ride!"

When I was about to get off the train, the conductor came over again and asked.

"Yes, now that we are back home, it will be easy. We have plenty of people here, so don't bother you. Here, these stewed dishes are cooked by my brother-in-law himself. They can be kept in the winter. Take them back and add a dish to the New Year's Eve!"

People have taken good care of us along the way. I can't give them money or tickets, but some food is no problem. It's a matter of reciprocity, and I can't ask others for help for no reason.

"Wow, beef, this is good stuff, I won't be polite!"

The conductor didn't refuse and just accepted it.

When Li Jun saw the beef in the conductor's hand, he didn't care or ask. He didn't know where his apprentice got the beef from. Anyway, he had enough food and drink on the way, including pork head, beef, and roast chicken. There was no high-end item like beef in the luggage, but Wang Luo could make it.

In the beginning, he was afraid that Wang Luo would make a mistake, so he asked how much food he got. But now he is too lazy to ask. His apprentice has the ability and has never broken the law. Everyone has little secrets. The less you ask, the longer you will live.

As soon as I got off the train, I saw Goushengzi looking around the carriages. As soon as he saw Wang Luo show up, he immediately waved and shouted.

"Master Li, Uncle Luo, here, here!"

He ran over while shouting and took the big and small bags from Wang Luo's hands.

"You came here really early. You haven't had breakfast yet, right? Let's go to the state-owned restaurant to have breakfast and drink mutton soup. The mutton in Beijing is not as delicious as the one here! I've been craving for this for a long time!"

It's more than 60 kilometers from my hometown village to Langya Railway Station, and most of it is mountainous road. Goushengzi probably got here in the dark and definitely didn't have breakfast.

"Uncle Xiao Luo, I've eaten. I ate two sweet potatoes on the way and I'm full. Let's go quickly and don't waste the money. Besides, the villagers are still waiting! The mule cart is outside the station!" Gou Shengzi quickly shook his head and refused.

"It's very quick to eat. It won't take long. I need to eat after getting off the train. How can you satisfy your hunger by eating two sweet potatoes? Let's go!"

Without saying anything, after leaving the station and putting the luggage on the mule cart, he took Li Jun and Gou Shengzi directly to the state-owned restaurant in front of Langya Railway Station to have dinner.

To be honest, local train stations are really shabby nowadays. Generally speaking, only the Su-style station building looks decent, but other surrounding buildings are extremely shabby. Let alone high-rise buildings, there are none at all. The tube-shaped building is a high-end building, with a maximum of five floors. It is impossible to have a higher one. Even this kind of tube-shaped building belongs to some major units, and the others are all bungalows.

Especially the area around the railway station, which is not in the urban area but in the suburbs. Most of the houses are bungalows and there are even farmlands around them. The same is true for the state-owned hotels, which have a five-pointed star made of cement. On it is a simple state-owned hotel, which is a combination of a hostel and accommodation.

Without further ado, I arrived at the state-owned restaurant and used the national food coupons to order three bowls of mutton soup and some fried cakes. In that era, that was definitely the best food, which most people couldn't afford. Let alone mutton and fried cakes, being able to eat a bowl of noodles and white flour steamed buns was almost like Chinese New Year. In fact, Beijing and Shanghai were probably the big cities of Dragon Country in that era, and the rest were dregs.

It's true that without a spoonful of Sanhua evaporated milk, the mutton soup is really original and delicious. Although it has a bit of mutton smell, it can't stop the mutton soup from being delicious. Speaking of mutton soups from all over the country, the hand-pulled meat in Inner Mongolia and other provinces that eat a lot of mutton is indeed incomparable, but when it comes to making mutton soup, the four provinces of Shandong have their own unique skills, especially the mutton soup in Shandong Province. There are so many delicious ones, such as Mengyin, Linqu, Qingzhou Miaozi, Zibo, Heze, Qining, etc., which are all delicious.

Even though Goushengzi said he had eaten, for a grown man, how could a few sweet potatoes be considered a meal? If Wang Luo hadn't dragged him here, he would have probably been hungry all the way home. Li Jun had an average appetite, but with Wang Luo and Goushengzi, especially Wang Luo, the big eater, each of them finished three bowls of mutton soup and four pounds of fried cakes before he was eight-tenths full. Goushengzi was only a little bit behind Wang Luo.

"Great! This mutton soup is really good. I haven't tasted such authentic mutton soup in Beijing. Let's go home!"

Throwing away the rice bowl, we got on the mule cart, using the luggage bag as a pillow and the military coat as a quilt, we piled up on the cart, walked on the dirt road where the snow had not melted yet, and leisurely headed back to our hometown. There was still a lot of time, so we had to walk slowly.

Not to mention, apart from some potholes, narrowness and coldness on the road, the conditions are relatively good, even more comfortable than the train. On the way back to Wangjia Village, except for some small villages occasionally, most of the land is mountainous, endless mountains, one after another, and most of the mountains are woods and stones, with very little else, it is quiet and peaceful.

"This place is really good, no wonder it's an old district. If there's a war, we can hide in the woods and mountains. Hehe, the little guys won't be able to find us. This is definitely a good place for guerrilla warfare. I shouldn't have been in Ji City before. I should have come here. With my ability, the little guys can build a watchtower or a gathering point nearby. At night, I'll take the opportunity to come here and get some help. No one will be able to find me. It won't work in a big city. There will always be traitors who come to inform on us. It's hard to get things done with so many people. What a mistake, what a mistake!"

Li Jun lay leisurely on the mule cart, muttering as he walked.

"It's really a good place. In the early days, my dad and his people were active here. The little bookmen really couldn't do anything to them because they couldn't find anyone. The only way to do that was to carry out a large-scale sweep. But the little bookmen had to have that ability to carry out a sweep. I admit that their weapons were not bad in that era, but airplanes and artillery are really not suitable here, especially for people from Shandong Province. We can't bear to see blood. We have a strong sense of localism. Seeing blood means fighting to the death. On the entire battlefield, only people from Shandong Province were able to take back most of the land by themselves, without relying on external factors."

(End of this chapter)