The Pentium Era - South to North

They passed Nanchang around nine or ten o'clock and did not enter the city. Anyway, the time was completely messed up. They found a restaurant on the roadside and had breakfast and lunch together.

Jiangxi's food is spicy, but they like to put fennel and coriander in their dishes. When Zhang Chen and the others were eating, they felt a strange smell, so they called the boss to ask and asked him not to put it in the next dishes. Better.

Liu Ligan thought of the spicy duck feet last night again. He said that it would be perfect if he had another spicy duck feet at this time. Xiao Wu then remembered and ran back to the car. After a while, he took two disposable lunch boxes. , it was two boxes of spicy duck feet, and everyone was very happy.

Xiao Wu told them that he originally planned to take this with him on the road to eat one to cheer him up when he was very sleepy, but he unexpectedly forgot about it.

"It's best to forget well and show up at this time." Meng Ping said.

The duck feet were frozen, so they asked the boss to heat them up. The boss brought them out and asked them, are you so good at eating spicy food? He said he choked when it was hot.

Liu Ligan asked the boss to try one. The boss tasted one and was very happy. He also wondered how it was made so spicy.

When the spicy duck paws arrived, Meng Ping picked one up immediately. Zhang Chen asked curiously, "You still want to eat it?"

Meng Ping said with a smile: "Never mind, don't talk about it. I had a seizure earlier and was breathing heavily. Come on, cheers and celebrate."

Meng Ping raised the spicy duck paw, and the other four people each picked up a spicy duck paw and clinked it with each other in a toast.

After finishing the meal, he sat down to drink a cup of tea. Zhang Chen took out an atlas and read it. He told them that from here is Yichun, and past Yichun is Pingxiang. From Pingxiang, he goes out of Jiangxi and ends in Hunan. Liling is gone.

"Pingxiang, why is this name so familiar?" Meng Ping said.

"Anyuan Coal Mine, Anyuan Coal Mine is in Pingxiang." Zhang Chen said, "Liu Chunhua's painting "Chairman M Goes to Anyuan" was painted here."

"Is it the one wearing a long gown and holding an oil-paper umbrella?"

Meng Ping asked, people of their age must have an impression of this painting. More than 900 million copies of this painting were printed. In the late 1960s and early 1970s, the country's population was not even 900 million. It can be said that one picture per capita There is still more.

Zhang Chen is right.

"The chairman just took an umbrella and walked from Hunan to Jiangxi. He was also awesome, even better than us." Liu Lipole shook his head, "I don't know how many shoes I have to bring."

"It's more than three hundred miles from Changsha to Pingxiang. How to walk?"

Zhang Chen looked at Liu Ligan and cursed:

"Liu Chunhua said that the chairman took a train from Changsha to Pingxiang, and then walked from Pingxiang to Anyuan. Some people said that at that time, there were coal trucks directly from Anyuan to Changsha, and each train would have several passenger cars. The chairman had no idea. He went there by train, and the chairman himself said that he did not wear a robe in Anyuan, but a short coat. This Liu Chunhua is probably similar to the one you wrote in the Legend of the King."

Liu Ligan smiled and said to Meng Ping: "Did you see that? Let me just say, he has so much to say, no wonder he is the master. Master Zhang, let me ask you again, do we pass by Xiangtan on the way?"

"Passing by, past Liling is Zhuzhou, past Zhuzhou is Xiangtan." Zhang Chen looked at the map and said, "Beyond Xiangtan is Changsha."

"Okay, just passing by, dinner is settled, let's go into Xiangtan city to eat at a big restaurant." Liu Ligan said this, Zhang Chen and Meng Ping both remembered, that Lao Zhang, took Liu Ligan from the sea Lao Zhang, who was rescued by the city, was from Xiangtan.

Liu Ligan immediately took out his mobile phone and called Lao Zhang. As soon as Lao Zhang heard that they were in Nanchang and were going to Xiangtan, he said he would come to Pingxiang to pick them up. Liu Ligan quickly said, "No, no, we have it ourselves." Car, why do I need you to pick me up?

Lao Zhang said, then go to Liling, I will pick you up in Liling.

"Lao Zhang, are you too busy and have nothing to do?" Liu Ligan was surprised.

Lao Zhang laughed loudly. He said he was very busy and couldn't win. There was originally a performance tonight. If you guys are here, I will ask for leave. Gangzi, remember to call me when you get to Liling. By the way, when you cross the Huanghua Bridge, be safe.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Ligan asked them, where is Huanghua Bridge and why should we pay attention to it?

Meng Ping called the shop owner over and asked him if he knew about Huanghua Bridge. The boss hadn't told him yet. A table next to him eating, apparently two truck drivers, said that there were no drivers who drove this road who didn't know about Huanghua Bridge. bridge.

Another shouted: "Devil's Zone! Drivers call this place Devil's Zone."

When Liu Ligan and the others heard this, they immediately became interested. Liu Ligan took out a cigarette and handed one to each of them. Liu Ligan asked, "Isn't it great to open that place?"

"It's great? It's so great!" One of them nodded, "When we came here in the morning, there was an accident there early in the morning. A car from above lost control and rolled down, crushing the car below. Three people died on the spot. "

When Liu Ligan heard this, he clicked his tongue and did not dare to speak again.

"Master, how far is the Huanghua Bridge from here?" Zhang Chen asked.

"It's still early. It's almost five hundred miles. After passing Pingxiang, and not far from eastern Hunan, we will reach Huanghua Bridge. After passing Huanghua Bridge, we will reach Liling, Hunan."

The group of people thanked the two drivers and went on the road. When they went on the road again, they had a kind of expectation in their hearts, just to see what this so-called "Devil Zone" is like.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the car left Pingxiang, National Highway 320 became dilapidated and full of big holes. Probably because there were too many trucks transporting coal. At that time, the national highway was still paved with gravel. The road below is filled with mud, how can it withstand such crushing.

A group of people were sitting on the car, rocking back and forth as if they were dancing in a disco. Liu Ligan said it was so enjoyable that his lunch almost came out.

After driving like this for more than 20 minutes, I finally drove out of eastern Hunan. When I passed the toll station, Meng Ping drove the car. He took the money and gave it to the toll collector and asked:

“Beauty, it’s such a bad road, why don’t you feel ashamed for accepting money?”

The girl who paid the fee giggled: "Don't blush, it's not me who made it so bad, it was you who forced it out."

"It makes sense. You are so qualified that you can be a leader." Meng Ping said.

The girl glanced at him and said, "I am the station manager and I am here to take over the shift."

Meng Ping laughed: "Well, we have met all the heroes."

"What do you mean?" the girl asked.

Zhang Chen and the others knew that what Meng Ping meant was that white and black were equally evil. A whole car of people laughed wildly, and the girl was puzzled by their laughter. Meng Ping said: "It's nothing, I just praise you as a talent."

"Thank you!" The girl smiled at Meng Ping.

They continued to drive forward and crossed a cement bridge that could only accommodate two cars. Zhang Chen saw an iron sign with peeling paint standing at the end of the bridge, with the words "Huanghua Bridge" written on it. He thought, what is the so-called The Devil's Zone should be arriving soon.

The car turned a corner, and the people in the car couldn't help but gasp. They saw a road between the two mountains, like an electrocardiogram drawn with a marker, winding and climbing up the ravine. Each of its bends is not a smooth arc, but almost an acute angle.

There is a mountain on one side of the road and a cliff on the other side. Both sides of the road are bare, without even the most basic cement protective pillars and big trees.

"Lao Meng, can you do it?" Liu Ligan asked.

"If I can't do it, can you?" Meng Ping said, "I don't worry about my skills, but I worry about the car. If the car stalls and starts again..."

"You're forced to do it, that's not a skill, will it go downhill if you start it again?" the second-rate guy shouted. Zhang Chen and Liu Ligan laughed, and the second-rate guy continued: "Substitute someone else, I'll do it."

Meng Ping was still stubborn and said, "I can actually do it."

Driving to the bottom of the slope, a large sign was erected there. It read, "Extremely dangerous section. Since its opening in 1992, 26 people have died." That number was constantly being changed. Meng Ping thought of that morning. What the two drivers said, they cursed in their hearts, "What's 26? It's already 29." Meng Ping suddenly lost his courage and stopped the car under that sign.

The entire length of the Huanghuaqiao section is actually only one kilometer, but due to limitations of objective conditions, the design is extremely unreasonable. According to the national secondary highway standards, the minimum curve radius is 250 meters and the sight distance is 110 meters.

The Huanghuaqiao section of National Highway 320 has a curve radius of only 216 meters and a sight distance of 84 meters, which is much lower than the design standards of national secondary highways. As a result, when vehicles drive here, they often end up due to insufficient turning radius and insufficient sight distance for meeting vehicles. Causing traffic accidents.

The second guy sat in the driver's seat and asked them to get in. Liu Ligan said, "How about we go up?"

Xiao Wu scolded: "When you reach the top of the mountain, it will be dark by then."

The four people got into the car. The second guy started the car and drove forward. Meng Ping told the second guy to be careful.

The second-rate guy scolded: "I know, you are forced to raise someone. Rich people are afraid of death."

The other three rich people and one poor man all laughed. With this smile, the atmosphere in the car became more relaxed. Meng Ping said:

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that the responsibilities are different. You idiot, you only have to be responsible for you. Look at Zhang Chen. He has to be responsible for thousands of people below. Can this be the same?"

"It makes sense." The second-rate guy nodded, and then used the words Meng Ping used to tease the toll collector: "You are forced to raise me, you are so good, you can be a leader."

Others laughed.

The road is steep and winding, and the road is narrow. All vehicles going up and down are driving at a speed of twenty or thirty yards, and they have to stop in the middle because no one dares to meet at the turn. This makes driving even more difficult. The clutch If the control is not good, it will really stall. Once the engine is stalled, it will definitely cause a slide. Such a steep slope cannot be stopped by the handbrake.

Everyone in the car was quiet, and their hearts were beating fast. When passing a curve, the sight distance was very short, and the radius of the curve was very sharp, as if a road was broken off.

Zhang Chen understands why there are no concrete protective pillars or big trees on the roadside and at the corners. If there are, firstly, it will affect the sight of vehicles going up and downhill. The most important thing is that if the fronts of those trucks turn around, the rear of the trucks will hit them. On protective piers or trees.

It took them nearly twenty minutes to drive one kilometer to the top of the slope. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then they felt that their backs were all wet.

The road ahead was easier. After driving for only ten minutes, they arrived at Liling Toll Station. After passing the toll station, Liu Ligan saw Lao Zhang's car parked there.

Old Zhang, still wearing his favorite white leather shoes and white trousers, stood on the side of the dusty road.

Seeing them, Lao Zhang opened his arms.

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