Sister Han is good at farming

The first snow of the winter in Zaoziling was very heavy and continued to snow day and night for five days.

Ruan Qingqing tossed and turned in bed because of this. The constant "click" and "click" sounds were particularly harsh at night, making it even more difficult for her to fall asleep.

Although she had thatched the rapeseed and wheat, it was hard to guarantee that they would not be frostbitten in such a heavy snow. Everyone would depend on the wheat and rapeseed for their livelihood in the first half of next year.

On the other hand, although they had shoveled the snow off the roof during the day, they didn't know how much snow would fall at night, and whether it would collapse the roof. These were all unknown.

During these five days, the roofs of several households in Zaoziling were collapsed by the snow, and one family even had their house crushed down. There was a big tree next to their house, and the tree broke under the heavy snow at night, and the broken part fell on the house, causing it to collapse immediately.

Fortunately, Chi the hunter was at their home at the time and had anticipated the danger, so he asked them to evacuate immediately.

She was thinking about the roof collapse when suddenly she heard a rustling sound coming from the roof.

Ruan Qingqing jumped up from the bed in an instant, quickly put on her clothes, shoes and socks, and walked out.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

In order to save firewood and charcoal, the five maids in Ruan Qingqing's family all lived in the east and west wing rooms of the main courtyard.

Hearing the door opening in the main house, they all got up and asked what was going on.

"I heard a rustling sound on the roof and was worried that there was something wrong with the roof." Ruan Qingqing said with a look of fear.

"Miss, you have been busy these days and have not been at home, so you may not know. During the day today, the hunters went to every household in the village to inform them that they would help everyone clear the snow on the roofs at night. The rustling sounds you heard were probably the sound of them shoveling snow." Wang Fang explained.

"Aunt Wang, please help me make some ginger soup. I'll call them down to drink some ginger soup to warm themselves up." Ruan Qingqing ordered immediately.

"Okay, I'll do it right away!" Wang Fang immediately called a few people to go to the kitchen with her to work.

"Uncle Chi, why don't you come down and drink some hot ginger soup first?"

Seeing that the kitchen had been busy for a while, Ruan Qingqing shouted towards the roof.

"Girl, you are shouting so loudly over here, aren't you afraid of causing an avalanche?" Chi Hunter jumped down from the roof and did not forget to tease Ruan Qingqing.

"Uncle Chi, you can't fool me. Avalanches usually occur in snowy mountains or high up in the sky when there is very thick snow."

Chi the hunter kept pointing in Ruan Qingqing's direction with one hand, smiling helplessly.

"You are so smart, girl! But being too smart is not good. Look, I can't fool you even if I want to."

"How desperate is Uncle Chi that he wants to fool me every day?" Ruan Qingqing asked him back.

"Ha ha!!"

Upon hearing this, Chi the Hunter laughed even louder.

"You really can't bear any loss! Come on, I've been sweeping so many roofs at night, my whole body is really numb from the cold!"

As he said this, he turned around and shouted a few words at the rooftop next to him.

"Miss Ruan prepared some warm ginger soup for everyone, let's go down and have some!"

"Thank you Miss Ruan!"

Strange voices of thanks rang out in the night sky one after another, making Ruan Qingqing shiver.

"No, Uncle Chi, who are they?"

Chi the Hunter patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! You and I are friends who have risked our lives for each other! I will never harm you!"

Ruan Qingqing roughly guessed the situation and smiled, "I don't believe anyone but Uncle Chi!"

"You're just my temper girl! Haha!"

After drinking the ginger soup, they said thank you and then jumped onto the roof to continue helping everyone sweep the snow.

Ruan Qingqing looked at their departing figures thoughtfully. They really looked like the People's Liberation Army in China!

They are obviously a group of ordinary people, but they always shoulder the matters concerning the life and death of the common people.

This responsibility and reliability make people involuntarily admire it!

Heavy snow fell intermittently for half a month, and Zaoziling and even Qingshui County were almost buried in snow.

The second generation rich people from Beijing complained bitterly because they did not have enough charcoal and had never thought of preparing more firewood. Since firewood was everywhere, no one prepared much.

In the Qingshui County Court, Fu Yuanhao sat in the courtroom wrapped in a quilt. Even so, he was still shivering from the cold.

"You ask me, a person who just arrived in Qingshui County, to find a way to solve your charcoal fire problem?"

The people below also gathered around their quilts and said in dissatisfaction, "If you don't come up with a solution, who will? You are the most senior official here. If you don't take the lead in finding a solution, do you expect us, the lower-ranking officials, to think of one?"

"You guys!" Fu Yuanhao's nose was crooked with anger.

"I'll think of a way. I wish I had some magic that would allow me to perform a hundred different transformations. That way, I'll have enough rice and flour for you to eat, not to mention the charcoal!"

"Fu Yuanhao, don't be so arrogant! You look down on us now, but in the near future we will make you unable to reach us!"

A second-generation rich kid warned.

"If I had any way, I wouldn't have to wrap myself in a quilt! I haven't had any coal to burn for two days."

"What should we do? We are here to gain experience, not to die!" The second-generation rich people suddenly panicked.

"Didn't your family send any charcoal?"

"I sent a pigeon to send a letter back a few days ago, but it's snowing so heavily here, how can anyone get through? Even if someone sends it to us, it won't be delivered to us for the time being!"

"Are we really going to freeze to death in this foreign land in the cold winter?"

Someone asked frustratedly.

"Sir, I have something to say."

When everyone was gloomy, Suiyun stood up.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Yuanhao glanced at him indifferently.

"There are people in Zaoziling, Qingping Town who can make charcoal. Should we go there first to buy some or exchange some?"

"What? There are still people alive in Zaoziling?"

Except for Fu Yuanhao, all the second-generation rich people started to make a fuss.

"Zaoziling is full of talented people. It's not surprising that they can survive the plague." Fu Yuanhao rolled his eyes at them and then looked at Suiyun, "How do you know that there are people there who can make charcoal?"

"The last time I came back from Zaoziling, I met a farmer's family. They all came together to help burn charcoal. I took a look at their charcoal from a distance. Although it is not as good as the silver charcoal in the capital, it is not much worse!"

The heater in Fu Yuanhao's hand turned again and again, and suddenly stopped.

"I know how to solve everyone's problem of insufficient heating in winter."

"How to deal with it?"

Everyone looked at Fu Yuanhao.

"Didn't you hear from Suiyun that there are people in Qingping Town who can make charcoal? We should go there and buy it from them. At worst, we can exchange it with food."