Li Mochuan, a doctor of transportation engineering, was reborn in Jiangnan in 1860. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the imperial court wanted to replace the steel arteries with ancient mule and horse roads. With the ability of "technical deduction", he held the thermal formula in his left hand to solve the soft soil dilemma in Songhu, and drew the "Railway Stock Contract" in his right hand to attract businessmen from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. There is no prophet to crush, only the verbal exchanges with the conservative scholars on the railway track, and the real-life simulation of the steam locomotive turning the tide when the Yellow River bursts. When the whistle of the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway sounded through Yanshan thirty years in advance, what he laid was not only the sleepers, but also the first cry of a nation's industrial bloodline, carving out a ray of dawn in the dusk of the empire.
