"Is there more than one train on the Trans-Siberian Railway?" Tom heard the overtone from the conductor's words.

"That's right!" The conductor's eldest sister patiently explained the history of the Trans-Siberian Railway to Tom. It is extremely rare in Russia that the public servants enthusiastically explain and guide the tourists. Most of the time, they are like wooden people, unable to ask a fart in three sentences. Today, this eldest sister is so serious and responsible, and it is only because of the face of Franklin and the Queen that she is willing to spend such words.

From the conductor's mouth, Tom learned that the Siberian Railway was not built by the Soviet Union. It was Tsar Alexander III who planned to build the railway, and his son Nicholas II who built the railway. He divided the Siberian Railway into 7 sections and started construction at the same time. Sent 70,000 railroad workers and 20,000 soldiers, and it was completed in 1916—he was abdicated the year after it was repaired.

The original intention of the railway design is not only for civilian use, but also for the transportation of ore and the maintenance of the Far East. Therefore, not only passenger trains but also freight trains run on this railway. Therefore, there are more than one trains on this line.

Tom was immediately confused: Which train is the one that the guild mission needs to take?

"...The Golden Eagle Train is a luxury train specially set up for tourists. It was put into operation a few months ago, and the maintenance has just been completed in the past two days. You came by coincidence."

"Maintenance completed?" Tom noticed the meaningful words. "Isn't this train installed a few months ago? Why does it need maintenance after only a few days of running?"

A look of embarrassment flashed across the conductor's face, "During the previous run, dozens of people disappeared from the train... The police judged that they were planning to smuggle to the train late, so for safety's sake, they took the train back and carried it out. Safety checks have taken place for a while - but the two of you can rest assured that the train is absolutely safe now."

Tom knew that it wasn't smuggling at all, it was magic! It can be seen that the Golden Eagle Train is the mission goal of their trip.

"Two tickets - in the same box," Hermione grabbed before Tom, took out her bank card, paid the fare, and bought two double room tickets for the Golden Eagle.

The carriages of the Golden Eagle are divided into three classes: Silver, Gold and Royal. Each train can carry 120 passengers and is also equipped with professional chefs and doctors. Hermione thought for a while and chose the royal box.

The suites of luxury trains are also divided into three, six and nine grades. The most common silver suite is only 5.5 square meters, which is no different from the soft sleeper of ordinary trains, except that the decoration is beautiful and luxurious. The golden suite is 7 square meters and has the feeling of an international student dormitory or a small hotel. The Royal Suite is a full 11 square meters - it is hard to imagine having an 11 square meter box on a train with the same decoration as a five-star hotel. The lighting is good, and the room layout is not cramped at all, which can greatly improve the riding experience.

It's coming, it's not bad, is it? Why hurt yourself for a little money? Hermione thought like this: as long as you add a few hundred million dollars, you can greatly improve your travel experience, why not do it?

As a consequence of the comfortable experience, Tom took a deep breath while looking at the invoice handed over. Hermione, who was standing beside him, smiled, "Don't worry, I bought the ticket."

"The great kindness of the big sister, Yodel is unforgettable, I can only be a cow and a horse for you in the future..."

Hermione: (“﹁”) Contempt.

"I don't want you to be a cow or a horse, and I have to take care of the grass. I have decided to let you be my assistant, just like Sherlock Holmes and Watson--"

"Miss Holmes and her assistant, sounds good..." Tom also secretly decided that since Hermione paid for the ticket, he would pay for the other expenses along the way - I hope the bus Take gold.

When the two were talking, the conductor swiped the card and successfully issued the ticket. She showed a happy smile - she could get a commission for Amway's ticket to the Golden Eagle Train, which was her motivation.

It stands to reason that the most profitable way for conductors is to collude with scalpers, find a way to sell all the cheap tickets to scalpers, and then reap the profits from the premium fare, but the new federal government is not catching up with shock therapy, and the economy is sluggish, where did it come from? Do more people on the Golden Eagle Train? So it's delicious to mention.

To say that the proposal of the Golden Eagle Train is also a major failure of the Federation - the economy is sluggish, trying to develop tourism in the Far East, and as a result, there are not many people on the designed luxury train, and it can only barely maintain a balance of payments. If you really want to make money, you may have to wait until the political situation is stable, the economy grows, and there are more tourists. This may not be realized until the new century.

The sluggish occupancy rate has gradually reduced the number of trains. There are very few people like Tom and Hermione who come to the train station to buy tickets. Most of the passengers book tickets in advance.

Today is a coincidence, it happens to be the day when the Golden Eagle train departs. If Tom and the others were a few hours late, they might have missed the train.

After getting the tickets, Tom and Hermione were taken to the station where the Golden Eagle Train was parked by the specially-arrived flight attendants. The flight attendants of the Golden Eagle Train were all blond and blue-eyed, Slavic ladies with excellent temperament, and they all wore light blue with ethnic customs. beautiful uniform. Under their leadership, a steam train with a sky blue color appeared in front of them.

"The blue carriage goes well with Ravenclaw," Hermione said in admiration, looking at the sky-like color.

Guided by the flight attendant, they boarded the train.

However, as soon as he approached the train, Tom heard a crisp silver bell, and he couldn't help but stop, and Hermione stopped. She didn't react at first, but later found out that it was actually the sound of the anklet tied to her ankle.

Tom's expression suddenly turned serious. He thought that this mission was just a passing scene. The real big boss had been cleaned up by the elite Aurors, but he never thought that he would meet someone who was malicious to Hermione as soon as he arrived on the platform.

But who could it be? Why would anyone feel bad for Hermione? Tom was puzzled. If it was the remnants of the purgers on the train who knew that the two of them were wizards and came to clear the train, they would definitely be hostile to them—but they also needed to know that they were wizards!

How did he and Hermione get exposed? Tom continued to walk, his brain racing at the same time: was it because of what Hermione said just now? Did the term "Ravenclaw" reveal their whereabouts?

Then these two flight attendants are very suspicious. After all, these two were the only ones who could hear their conversation.

"Will you accompany us on this trip?" Tom asked unintentionally the moment he stepped into the car door.

"Of course, sir, we will accompany you on your journey as a crew member." The two young ladies gave very official answers.

Tom knew it, and he decided to keep an eye out for the two flight attendants in the car, so as not to fall into a trap.

They were taken to their private room by the flight attendant.

"So big!" was Hermione's first reaction when she walked into her and Tom's box. How big is this room? There is a very intuitive view: there are actually two windows in a private room, each of which is the size of a coffee table, making the compartment extremely bright.

"It's a luxury." This is the second reaction. The basic color of the car is blue, and beyond that is all kinds of solid wood furniture: a sofa bed that looks very soft, two tables - a dressing table, a dining table, and there is a table on the table. Flowers, melons and chilled champagne.

Chairs, sofas, toilets, showers, bathtubs... these things that seem to be out of reach with the train all appeared in this box.

Tom and Hermione put their carry-on luggage under the table when they heard a crunch, click, click from the window. Tom looked up, and there was a "fuck" in his mind: he saw a big fiery red bird staring at him from the car window, and wanted him to let him in.

After settling in Fox, the two headed to the train's luxury dining car amidst the melodious bell. To their surprise, even though the two flight attendants were gone, the bells on Hermione's ankles kept ringing with her footsteps.

"Will it be broken?" Hermione had such an idea, although saying this a bit hurt Tom's self-confidence, but his alchemy level really couldn't make Hermione feel at ease.

"Uh, it doesn't make sense." Not to mention Hermione, even Tom himself lacked confidence in himself. After all, the looking glass is notoriously easy to break. Hermione's looking glass would ring wherever she went. Outrageous.

"Let me come back to Xiu Xiu, now go to dinner."

They haven't eaten yet, they are already hungry. When the two of them walked into the dining car, they found that there were several people sitting scattered in the car.

There are even acquaintances in there! The man in sunglasses they had met on the street earlier was sitting with his female companion at a table by the window in the middle of the dining car.

Seeing Tom and Hermione come in, an unnatural look flashed across his face, and he looked away immediately, pretending he didn't see anything.

Tom was too lazy to deal with this man. He chose a table in the corner and sat there with Hermione, waiting quietly for the waiter to arrive.

Sitting next to them was an elderly couple, both of Asian faces, dressed in plain grey clothes. But since they can appear on this train, it means that the two people's family background is not as poor as their clothes. In front of the old couple sat a thin young man with curly hair, small eyes, pointed nose, and high cheekbones. He was also Asian.

In addition to these few people, there are also six or seven tourists sitting sparsely. It was already dinner time, but there were only a dozen or so people in the dining car. Although there are few people, the passengers of the entire train may be here.

"What would you like to eat?" A flight attendant dressed like a flight attendant appeared next to Hermione and handed over the menu for the train.

"Let's have some black tea and a piece of cheesecake first," Hermione said, craving something sweet, so ordered a dessert as an appetizer. Tom chose a French baked snail - the snail was picked out, cut into pieces, marinated with cream, spices, and parsley, then stuffed into the snail shell, and finally sealed with cheese and baked. How to make a famous French dish. It's precise enough to serve as a starter with sliced ​​baguettes.

"Please bring the chicken we ordered in advance." The old couple in the front seat did not order, but asked for a portion of the food they ordered.

After ordering one by one, the waiter went back and forth with a carload of food. He first placed in front of Hermione a small plate with Russian accents and a small court-style silver spoon, and then placed a very delicate little cream cheese cake firmly on the plate. After Hermione's meal was served, he placed in front of Tom a small snail-shaped plate containing six snails, accompanied by a small basket of baguettes.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the food ordered by the old couple - two roast chickens! Wrapped tightly in oiled paper and placed in an airtight jar. When the waiter took them out of the jar, tore the parchment paper and put them on the plate, a fresh fragrance with a salty taste came out.

Tom couldn't help swallowing: Chicken and trains are a perfect match!

Perhaps a little embarrassed, the old couple tore off a drumstick and a large piece of chicken and handed them to Tom.

"Try it, this is a famous dish in our hometown," the old man said, speaking fluent British English. The braised chicken on his plate was wrapped in seven or eight layers of oil paper inside and out, but it was still soaked by the oil that came with the braised chicken. Now that it has been exposed in the carriage for a while, the smell of meat has lingered on the nose of several people.

"Authentic Dezhou Braised Chicken is made of fat chicken that has been raised by the farmer for three years. It has been simmered for a long time, and the aroma is soaked into the meat." Not only did he share the chicken, but the old man was also very proud of it. Introduced the origin of the chicken in front of me~lightnovelpub.net~ and immediately narrowed the distance between myself and Tom and Hermione.

"Dezhou Braised Chicken, Daokou Roasted Chicken, Goubangzi Smoked Chicken and Fuliji Roasted Chicken are the four famous chickens in our place. You must not miss them on the train. There are even greedy young people who miss the train to buy chicken. "..." The old man began to ramble about the origins and historical stories of the four famous chickens, "...In my opinion, Braised Chicken is the No. 1 in Dezhou Braised Chicken - the chicken is firm, never greasy, and best eaten cold. Good, and the smoked chicken is the top spot for the Goubangzi..."

While they were chatting, the waiter served the guests. After the last dish was served, he took out a bunch of flowers from the bottom of the cart and put them in the corner of the dining cart as a decoration.

Tom glanced at the bouquet of flowers, only to think that the flowers were very coquettish, and they looked very unfamiliar.

"What kind of flower is that?" He poked Hermione on the side, but Hermione didn't know.

In the fragrance of flowers, they enjoyed the feast in front of them.

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Happy New Year's Eve everyone!