The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

On November 26th, Mu Qingcheng opened her eyes to find it bright outside the window. She got dressed and opened the door to find the entire courtyard covered in silver. Large flakes of snow fell, and a thick layer of snow covered the ground.

"Wow! Yunqing, it's snowing, it's snowing! Hahaha, such heavy snow is so beautiful! Yunqing, can you see it?" She shouted loudly in her heart.

Yun Qing couldn't hear, but she didn't want him to miss the first snow of this winter, so she ran to the study and wrote.

"Yunqing, it's snowing!"

Yun Qing was still soaking in the medicinal bath, eyes closed, as he sat in the tub, absorbing the medicinal power. After more than half a month of forcing out the poison, Zui Meng had been largely cleared out, and his power had recovered to about 60-70%. With his current power, he could force out the poison daily without worrying about damaging his meridians.

He had to speed up his pace because he wanted to see Nuannuan as soon as possible.

Feng Zhishang sat by the iron stove in the outer room, reading a medical book. Ugh! He was reading a storybook, a book Mo Bing had bought for Mo Xue, and he had secretly borrowed it to read.

A disobedient cat quietly slipped to the door, and Feng Zhishang pricked up his ears to listen to what she wanted to do.

The cat stuffed a piece of paper through the crack in the door. Feng Zhishang thought it was a love letter, but unexpectedly the cat also stuffed a purse.

Ha! When did this girl learn to give her lover a token of love? She even imitated others by giving a purse. Humph! How vulgar!

Feng Zhishang turned to look at Yun Qing, who was sitting in the bathtub with his eyes closed, oblivious to the world outside, completely focused on being a detoxifier. But don't think he couldn't see the smile that he couldn't hide at the corner of his mouth.

What Mu Qingcheng gave Yun Qing was not a purse, but the first snow of this winter.

After Yun Qing finished taking the medicinal bath and put on her clothes, she couldn't wait to pick up the wet purse at the door, and she couldn't hold back her smile any longer.

He held the purse in the palm of his hand, and the water inside the purse flowed through the gaps between his fingers.

"It's just a purse, and she didn't embroider it. Why are you so happy?"

Yun Qing smiled even more happily: "What do you know, this is the snow that Nuan Nuan gave me!"

"Ah!" Feng Zhishang felt that his forty-plus years had become completely dull. His mouth was stuffed full, and his stomach was also full. He decided to go out and digest his food!

Yun Qing waited until the water in his purse had drained away before he put it down and opened the letter Mu Qingcheng had written to him. He read it over and over again. There were only five words, but Yun Qing memorized every word in his mind before he put the letter down and started writing again.

"Nuannuan, I want to watch the snow with you."

Yun Qing stuffed the paper through the gap in the window, leaving only a corner of the paper in his hand.

Soon the paper was taken away. Yun Qing stood by the window for a long time, thinking that the cat had stolen his letter and run away. But he saw a small handprint on the window paper outside the window.

Yun Qing also placed his slender handprint on the window paper. Through the thin window paper, they could feel each other's body temperature.

Behind Mu Qingcheng, snow was flying heavily. In the pure white world, time seemed to have stopped. All sounds were buried in the snow, leaving only the sound of snowfall.

"Yunqing, did you hear that?" she said in her heart.

Of course Yun Qing heard it. He wanted to open the door and rush out to hug his Nuannuan.

Finally, he withdrew his hand and did not allow himself to look out the window for even one more glance. Only in this way would his heart not ache, and only in this way would he not be cold and feel warm.

"Nuannuan, it's too cold outside, let's go back!" But he didn't say a word, his damn heart was aching.

Now he no longer has to worry about Drunken Dreams suddenly invading his heart meridians. He can already use his internal strength to resist, but the feeling of heartache is really unpleasant.

Yun Qing had no choice but to close his eyes and meditate, trying to calm his mind and use his internal energy to resist the drunken dream, but he still gasped for breath due to the pain.

Feng Zhishang came in and asked Moyu to take the bathtub away, then saw Yunqing sweating profusely in pain.

"You deserve it! Who told you to die?"

Mo Yu was frightened, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He could only stare at Feng Zhishang.

"Why are you glaring at me? It's not me who made him fall in love." He wanted to say, you should go and beat up the disobedient cat outside.

"Don't worry! He's very strong now. He can't even use up all his internal energy. The pain will only last for a while and then he'll be fine."

Mo Yu: "..." He didn't want to wait any longer, he wanted to beat Feng Zhishang up right now.

The twelfth lunar month is about to begin, and Mu Qingcheng is worried.

According to Mo Yu, the coal mine has already started operations, but only about 1,000 kilograms can be dug out every day, which is too slow.

The main reason was that the entrance to the cave was too small. It needed to be enlarged first and then reinforced inside, so it took time.

Mo Yu was also very dissatisfied. That night, he came to the outside of the bamboo forest. Just as he stood there, before he could say anything, he saw three black birds landing.

"Boss!" The three of them bowed in unison.

Mo Yu: "What's going on at the coal mine? Master Mu is getting anxious. It's almost the twelfth lunar month, and the northern border guards are still waiting for Master's gift. Can you guys hurry up?"

The three men looked miserable. "Boss, the miners are already working in shifts, their pickaxes are smoking, and they can only produce this little every day. The problem is, none of us have ever mined before! Even if we had the skills, we wouldn't be able to use them."

Mo Yu frowned: "Can't you spend a little more money to hire a well digger? Or find some more experienced miners!"

Mo Xiaowu: "Where can we find experienced miners? It's impossible to find so many people in a short time."

Mo Xiaoliu: "Boss, I heard there's an iron mine on the next mountain. The Third Prince is behind it. Why don't we wipe them out overnight and take all the miners away?"

Mo Yu was delighted when he heard this: "That's great! We also need to build a batch of iron furnaces, so we won't be short of iron. We should not only snatch the people away, but also the iron ore. We can change the name to Master Mu, and then it will be considered a gift from us to Master Mu."

Mo Xiaoliu rubbed his hands excitedly: "Boss, what else does Master Mu need?"

What did Mu Qingcheng lack? There were many things she lacked: clothes, jewelry, and money to spend...

But they didn't dare to give these things, they could only give a mine or something.

The location for the honeycomb coal workshop has already been selected, and there is no need to build a factory building. Just build a courtyard wall with bricks and a few simple thatched huts inside.

The coal support machine is finally built and does not need to be installed.

The coal tray Mu Qingcheng designed was an iron bucket that could produce five pieces of coal in a row. Of course, this required manual coal pressing, so the speed was naturally not as fast as later machines. However, they could make more coal trays and employ more people.

The happiest person is the village chief. The Mu family has opened a workshop again. This time they want to hire more people, and they all need young and middle-aged people. The salary is 800 coins a month!