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Chapter 62 Old Driver

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    This Zhu Songyun believes that after all, his family background is there.  The presence of an extra driver will naturally ruin the atmosphere occasionally, although servants from large families are usually very self-disciplined.  So she thought for a moment and said "Okay" and sat in the passenger seat.

    Knowing that his third lady was used to being overbearing, the driver did not dare to refuse, so Zhang Hanqing sauntered into the driver's seat with the key in his hand.  Although there are many differences between the vehicles of this era and those of later generations, the action of inserting the key should be the same, right?  he thinks.  But when he looked at the bunch of buttons and keyholes in the front row, he was stunned.

    I only have one key, which one should I put in

    The driver saw his embarrassment and was naturally surprised.  When I saw him driving so confidently and arrogantly, I was filled with admiration and said that this is the magnanimity of a man from a wealthy family.

    You must know that in the Republic of China, taking a driver's license test and being a driver were considered a prestigious profession. After all, it involved some technical content. Therefore, people who could learn to drive and take a driver's license were considered rare, and the main purpose of learning to drive was to support their families.  But for children from rich families, it's different. It's purely for entertainment, and it's still a very high-end kind.

    Because cars are a rarity these days, because there are very few car owners, few people learn to drive.  For example, in the official history of Tianjin, as of 1936, there were less than 800 cars in the city; in Nanjing, there were more cars, with only 2,036 cars as of 1936; in Chengdu, there were even fewer, as of November 10, 1937, there were 36 cars in the city, including  There are only 14 private cars.

    That¡¯s data from twenty years later, and it¡¯s even less these days¡­

    No matter what, start the fire first, otherwise it will be more embarrassing to stay there, and maybe he will be fooled.  As long as the car buzzes, it's his world. Although he can't technically perform drifting, ordinary drag racing is completely fine.

    So, under the watchful eyes of the driver and Miss Zhu Ben, he resolutely inserted the key into a hole and said goodbye energetically.  Needless to say, he was really fooled. There was a bang and the car vibrated.  Zhang Hanqing was full of confidence and smiled unnaturally with relief.

    But he was immediately slapped in the face. The car made a roar, yes, but it was just that, and it stalled immediately.  Looking at Miss Zhu San's unconcealable smile, Zhang Hanqing's face turned green.

    Zhu Songjun held back a laugh and said, "Little brother, do you know how to drive? I see that Driver Liu is not so direct when driving."

    Driver Liu hurriedly came over to smooth things over: "The car Mr. Zhang drives may be different from the one we have here. You see, our car burns gasoline. Before starting, you have to pull out the throttle button. This is to let out the air."  Enter less to facilitate ignition. Then turn on the electrical switch, and then remove the key." After helping to start, he pushed the air door button: "You have to turn on the air again, otherwise it will stall soon."

    After such an explanation, Zhang Hanqing was relieved.  It's not that I don't know how to do it, it's just that the cars at this time are too backward, and the operation is naturally extremely complicated.  How is it like driving in later generations: press the clutch, start, shift into gear, release the handbrake, release the clutch, accelerator, and go, all in one go?  If you drive an automatic car, it's even simpler.

    He felt confident again, and said to Miss Zhu San: "The cars outside our customs all start with just pressing the key. Why do we need so many actions? I will give my sister a car as a gift tomorrow."

    Zhu Songjun smiled brightly: "Stop being so talkative, you dared to come empty-handed on such an important day yesterday, how dare I expect you to make up for the gift? Stop talking, watch the road, and drive your car well."

    Zhang Hanqing said confidently as he pressed the clutch and shifted gears skillfully: "I am an experienced driver, and my words will not affect my driving" However, the resistance on his hand made him feel something was wrong. Did he change the gear?  It's obviously a laborious lever!  As soon as I pushed it, it didn't even shift into gear.  Damn it, it is indeed a "mechanical" product!

    It is inevitable to make another cover-up: "This gearbox must not have been oiled for a long time. It feels very raw."

    Driver Liu hurriedly judged: "I have made an appointment for a major maintenance a long time ago, but I haven't had time because I have been using the car. When the third lady comes back today, I will oil the gears" I didn't expect this young man to be so powerful. He could see it at a glance.  What went wrong needs to be explained carefully, otherwise his casual remarks will affect his own job.

    I accidentally got it wrong, but I feel a little too sorry for Brother Liu. After all, he depends on this for a living, and he was kind enough to smooth things over for me just now, wasn't he?  Zhang Hanqing smiled and said: "It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable. I don't need to rush to refuel Besides, it's not good to dismantle the car all the time"

    The driver nodded in agreement, feeling very grateful to Zhang Hanqing.  Zhang Hanqing only relies on his ability to treat people in this worldA little knowledge: Unlike later generations when cars were popular, basically all veterans know some common sense about cars, and repair shops are all over the country.  At this time, the driver is just a craft, and it is completely incomparable with maintenance. The level of maintenance will definitely not be achieved, and this should be understood.

    Leaving slowly, Zhang Hanqing felt like a fish in water.  I have been here for more than half a year, and this is the first time I touch the steering wheel. It feels so fresh, and a familiar feeling is getting closer and closer.  Driving away from Zhu Mansion, Zhang Hanqing began to accelerate. Not to mention, although there were many differences from the driving experience of later generations, the sound of the engine was relatively loud, and his feet felt a little fleshy, Zhang Hanqing still felt the joy of driving.  He pressed the accelerator harder and harder, and the speed of the car became faster and faster.

    Looking at Zhang Hanqing¡¯s comfortable demeanor, Zhu Songjun couldn¡¯t help but complain: ¡°What¡¯s so good about driving? Why do men like to drive by themselves? My brother also likes to drive by himself ¨C isn¡¯t it good to just sit and enjoy it like this?¡±

    Zhang Hanqing was driving vigorously and showed off without turning his head: "You don't understand. A man's feelings for the car are like treating his own woman. With the steering wheel in his hands, he has the initiative, creating a feeling that is unique in the world.  The feeling of my hand. The road ahead is controlled by my feet. It seems that there are countless beauties waiting to be conquered forever"

    Zhu Songjun raised her little hand and hit Zhang Hanqing on the shoulder: "You are seeking death, and you want to conquer countless beauties forever! You are only a little older, but you have such dirty thoughts. Men are really not good!"

    Zhang Hanqing repeatedly complained: "You asked me, I just told the truth, okay? If a man doesn't chase a beautiful woman, why can't he go find a man! That's a perversion. And everyone has the love for beauty,  Kong Shengren also said: Food, sex, and nature, I am just a mortal, and I am not Liu Xiahui, who does not eat the fireworks of the world and is still pregnant. Speaking of him, I wonder if this person has a physical problem?"

    Zhu Songjun laughed so hard that his flowers trembled wildly, and a pair of things in front of him swayed wildly in the wind, causing Zhang Hanqing to bear a huge psychological impact.  The bigger problem is that she has no scruples about her ability to commit crimes, or she does it intentionally, which makes Zhang Hanqing feel itchy but unable to do anything.

    After laughing, Zhu Songjun suddenly said: "Han Qing, will you marry a little wife in the future?"

    Zhang Hanqing thought for a while and said hesitantly: "Threeor five? How many do you want me to marry, sister?"

    Zhu Songjun put on her pink face and snorted coldly: "Three or five more! You, at such a young age, can't indulge in beauty¡ª¡ªSister, I hate men who ask for their little wives. Like what you said before, why?"  "Work hard for the rise of China," is a very good saying. As a man, you should focus on national affairs and not lose your ambition by playing with things."

    Zhang Hanqing is dissatisfied, you are not my wife, why do you care so much?  Women are beautiful, but they cannot be coquettish.  Besides, no one puts three wives and four concubines in opposition to success.

    "Women are not playthings," he said plausibly.

    Zhu Songyun suddenly mentioned this today, which was not without purpose.  From the tone of her family, it seemed that they acquiesced in her relationship with Zhang Hanqing. She was a trendy woman, but she could never tolerate other women sharing their future husband with her, so she took a precaution first.  But from Zhang Hanqing's tone, this injection seemed to be of no use.

    "As you say, men can have three wives and four concubines, why can't women have multiple husbands?"

    Zhang Hanqing immediately responded: "That's not a good idea!"

    He was greeted by a burst of pink fists, but the person who was beaten seemed to be very comfortable.  Zhang Hanqing was excited for a moment. He smiled to avoid the attack and stepped on the accelerator.  It was not a long journey to begin with, but with his speed, he reached the edge of the Summer Palace.

    There are so many tourists, but few of them do not obey the traffic rules. Everyone goes their own way, which makes driving much more comfortable than in later generations.  But for Miss Zhu San, Zhang Hanqing's unparalleled driving skills still made her heart palpitate.  Her face began to turn pale. Her driver had never driven so fast before.  She began to stammer: "Han Qing, please slow down, I, I'm a little dizzy!"

    It¡¯s only sixty yards!  Are all people in this era papery?  Even though she is a lady, she is too weak to be frail, right?  Zhang Hanqing slowed down the car: "Sister, you won't let me keep driving forty yards, will you? Then we will go to the Summer Palace for lunch?"

    He thought sixty yards was slow, but by the standards of the era, he was seriously speeding!

    This is true, because the speed of cars in the Republic of China was generally very slow.  Historically, in 1933, Yu Dafu traveled to Zhejiang, borrowed a car from a friend, and drove from Hangzhou to Fuyang at an average speed of 21 kilometers per hour; in 1934, Chinese Communist Party member Xue Shaoming was traveling in Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan, and he took a car from San  From Taiwan to Mianyang, the speed is 15 kilometers per hour.

    The above two examples are not driving in urban areas, but traveling on empty and deserted highways.  First, there are no traffic police, second, there are no traffic lights, and third, there is no traffic jam. Even in this case, the fastest speed is only 26 kilometers per hour (this record was set by Yu Dafu).  Now Zhang Hanqing has reached 60 with just a tap of the accelerator. This record will probably be surpassed by no one within twenty years, right?

    Zhu Songjun looked at the buildings and trees that were flying backwards, and couldn't help but express her bitterness: "You drive so fast, can I still eat when we get there?" She suppressed the feeling of vomiting and said dissatisfiedly: "If you go slower,  some."

    There was no need for her to take care of him anymore, because Zhang Hanqing had already stepped on the brakes and parked the car steadily on the side of the road.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)There are traffic police, there are no traffic lights, and there is no traffic jam. Even in this case, the fastest speed is only 26 kilometers per hour (this record was set by Yu Dafu).  Now Zhang Hanqing has reached 60 with just a tap of the accelerator. This record will probably be surpassed by no one within twenty years, right?

    Zhu Songjun looked at the buildings and trees that were flying backwards, and couldn't help but express her bitterness: "You drive so fast, can I still eat when we get there?" She suppressed the feeling of vomiting and said dissatisfiedly: "If you go slower,  some."

    There was no need for her to take care of him anymore, because Zhang Hanqing had already stepped on the brakes and parked the car steadily on the side of the road.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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