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Chapter 29 Crossing the Yellow River

The sound of snoring began to sound. The first section of the car was led by the locomotive and headed towards the railway bridge. A harsh steel collision sounded, and the bridge body seemed to sway slightly. It seemed that even a car and a locomotive had a huge pressure on the railway bridge. At a swaying speed, a small locomotive pulled the carriage one by one, and could only pass one at a time, with a speed of no more than 5 kilometers per hour, and there was no one going fast, which was really behind.

Yang Yuanzhao smiled bitterly. China's industrialization has a long way to go. Reality gave Yang Yuanzhao a clear lesson. Even if it is to open the country's doors and open the eyes to the world, even if it is carried out in the Westernization Movement, but modern China is poor and backward, it is still its original ecology. To change all this, two-pronged approaches must be taken.

After waiting for more than an hour, the six carriages in front passed, and it was finally their turn. The train took a carriage and walked to the side of the Yellow River Railway Bridge. Standing in the carriage, Yang Yuanzhao's eyes had never left these steels. The thick steel bars looked very good, but they were spots and rust in the shaved area, and some places were even broken. God knows how this Yellow River Railway Bridge stood here.

"Yuan Zhao, do you still feel slow? Be content. I remember that I went to Kaifeng three years ago and the ferry was over. It took me a little faster. It was only three or four hours, which was fast enough!"

Looking at Feng Yuxiang's expression of emotion, Yang Yuanzhao's resentment was told that dozens of railway bridges flew across the north and south on the Yellow River in later generations, let alone lightning-fast EMUs, even ordinary trains could flow across the Yellow River in just a few minutes at most. On the main stream of the Yangtze River, the Gezhouba and Three Gorges Projects were built, and the high gorges came out of Pinghu, which really created world-renowned achievements. It was a historic moment for the Chinese nation, but now, these great projects no longer exist.

These can only be passed in my heart. It takes about half an hour to pass by a train. On a not-so-reliable railway bridge, it sways, like sitting in a sedan chair. Yang Yuanzhao looked bored at the river below.

The Yellow River, yellow, is its main color. The river water that looks a little dirty began to rush downstream in the rushing rush. I don’t know how much mud and sand were brought to Shandong in the Yellow River water, providing Shandong with many alluvial plains.

In later generations, when he went to Zhengzhou to participate in the competition, the Yellow River Valley was often visited. The barbecue and snacks there were very special. The only thing that was uncomfortable was that the water was too yellow. The Yellow River, the yellow color of the Yellow River itself was its characteristic. Looking at the rushing Yellow River below, compared with the Yellow River in later generations, the Yellow River was much clearer at this time.

The governance of the Yellow River has always been the most important task in Chinese society. Since the Song Dynasty, the Yellow River has started to rage. In the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the Yellow River floods have always been a major concern. After years of history, there has been huge investment, but the Yellow River has not been tied up with a bridle. The reason is that the reason has not been found.
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