He looked curiously and saw a huge steel beast slowly approaching.

Thick smoke billowed out of the chimney on the front of the car, intertwining with the white steam, accompanied by a "humming" sound and the "clicking" sound of the wheels, getting closer and closer.

The people were obviously used to it, but they still stared at it excitedly for a long time, with desire and worship in their eyes and exclamations coming from their mouths.

After Ying Zhao came to his senses, a hint of surprise flashed across his calm eyes.

"Is this a car?"

"To be more precise, it should be called a steam wagon."

The system corrected it, then dropped its head and muttered to itself.

"I didn't expect that the host and his team could even come up with this thing. I guess the second industrial revolution is not far away."

After the steam carriage left, the man and the bird came to the market again.

Compared to the streets, this place is more lively, with shops everywhere, the cries of vendors everywhere, and the novel and interesting goods that dazzle people.

Ying Zhao pulled the little fat bird, who was looking around, to a tea stall to rest and inquire about the news.

Coincidentally, at this moment, several men nearby were drinking and chatting.

"Have you heard? The imperial court is preparing to attack Western Qiang."

"Let's fight. We've already defeated brave and warlike tribes like the Xiongnu and the Donghu. Why should we be afraid of a few mere Qiang people?"

"Yes, our Great Qin is invincible and unstoppable. With the protection of the divine dragon and the assistance of divine soldiers, we will surely return victorious."

"Come on, let's have a drink! Let's celebrate in advance!"

Several people raised their glasses to celebrate, their rosy faces filled with joy and confidence, which was a strong sense of pride in being the citizens of the Celestial Empire.

Ying Zhao on the side smiled, feeling proud, and also raised his teacup and drank it all.