Ancient natural disasters, walking sideways in the maximum level space!

Jiang Yue felt that the original owner's rescue of Prince Shou was just a small thing that happened by chance.

However, in order to facilitate this, Prince Shou secretly protected the original owner for several years.

Jiang Yue felt that his virtue of repaying gratitude was worthy of praise.

In order to thank Prince Shou for saving her life, she actively prepared medicine for him, taught the imperial chef how to make medicinal food, and took care of his body.

It can be considered as a small way for her to give back to the original owner.

The extremely cold temperature drops by 2 degrees every week, and each drop is preceded by a night of heavy snow.

The temperature will drop the next day when the sun comes out and melts the snow.

However, the people who survived gradually developed antibodies, their body fat gradually increased, and they became resistant to cold.

A month later, the temperature had reached -60°C.

Jiang Yue was unwilling to step out of the room except for things she had to do every day.

Sometimes Yao Chi and several cousins ​​would come to play with her, or go out to build snowmen.

When she didn't want to go out, she would refuse and stay in her room on the pretext of making medicine.

She herself feels she has fallen.

So after two months of extreme cold, she finally plucked up the courage to exercise every day to strengthen her physique.

I followed the people to the greenhouse to harvest the first batch of sweet potatoes. This was the first time that crops were grown in a greenhouse.

Apart from the Chinese cabbage which has been harvested twice, sweet potatoes are considered to be crops that take a long time to grow.

The variety of Chinese cabbage chosen is a leafy vegetable with a very short growth cycle.

It is especially suitable for people who want to get a quick harvest. Jiang Yue spent half a day reading the instructions in the pesticide market before choosing this early-maturing variety with a growth cycle of only 18 days.

The entire nation was mobilized, even Emperor Mingde and Emperor Yongnian took their officials to the fields to dig sweet potatoes.

When the emperor and the empress dowager got older, they followed the people to pick sweet potato leaves, which are also edible.

When the bok choy was not yet edible, Jiang Yue asked the people to pick off the dense sweet potato leaves and eat them, which tasted quite good.

Now, nothing is wasted, and there is a chicken coop in the corner of every greenhouse.

There were pheasants and hares in it, which were caught by the people when they went up the mountain to cut trees before the extreme cold came.

Although they are all skinny, they are caught and raised in a greenhouse, and are taken care of every day along with vegetables and sweet potatoes.

Two months later, they all looked like poultry.

Some pheasants even started laying eggs and hares started giving birth, with each laying a pair every two months.

All the leaves that could not be eaten were fed to chickens and rabbits, and they became shiny and slippery.

Because the weather was too cold this year, the traditional Spring Festival was not celebrated in a grand manner.

The two families sat together and had a reunion dinner. The weather is unstable now, and no one knows what changes will happen tomorrow, so there is no idea of ​​celebrating the New Year.

It was so hot that people took off their cotton clothes and dug sweet potatoes with rosy faces.

There is strength in numbers. Soon, all the sweet potatoes in an acre of land were turned out one by one and piled in the ditch in the middle.

Officials from the Department of Agriculture arranged for personnel to weigh the crops, and the results were very encouraging.

"Your Majesty! The sweet potato yield is 6,000 kilograms per acre!" The official from the Department of Agriculture showed the abacus and record book to Emperor Mingde, his face flushed with excitement.

Emperor Mingde took the book and looked at it. He grinned and said "good!" three times in a row to express his joy.

This is because the weather is extremely cold. Even if charcoal is burned in the greenhouse, the temperature is still around minus ten degrees Celsius.

This has affected the yield of sweet potatoes, otherwise the yield per mu could reach 8,000 kilograms.

Princesses Jiang Yue and Yao Chi didn't look like princesses at all. They took off their cotton coats because they were too hot.

Wearing a long vest, he squatted on the ground and threw two fist-sized sweet potatoes into the bamboo basket.

In the fifty-meter-long greenhouse, there were royal relatives, ladies and wives of officials, maids and old women, all with their sleeves rolled up and bent over, picking sweet potatoes in the fields.

Everyone's face was filled with the joy of a good harvest, but due to the natural disaster, it was impossible to farm in the open air.

If the Penglai Fairy had not taught the Dapeng method and materials, millions of people would have starved to death.

The entire Wulin City to the wild county town harvested sweet potatoes at the same time, and the output was quite considerable.

It took a whole week to harvest all the sweet potatoes. The soil was turned over and the potatoes were buried directly on top.

The Penglai fairy said that this thing is called potato, its yield is no less than that of sweet potato, and it can be eaten in a variety of ways.

It can be boiled, stir-fried, deep-fried, and steamed, and is simply a must-have crop for the home.

People in both countries are farming with great enthusiasm and working hard. Even the extremely cold weather cannot stop humans from being self-reliant.

Jiang Yue thought that if the natural disaster ended, it would not be impossible for the people to recuperate in the south and then return to the north to carry on the work.

But will the natural disaster really end so easily?

Now with sweet potatoes and bok choy, the people have basic security, and the chickens and rabbits are slowly multiplying. Although the weather is extremely cold, people have smiles on their faces.

Daxia and Daliang spent four months safely in this cold yet fruitful time, and it was already March of the following year.

Every household's granary was filled with sweet potatoes, potatoes and cabbage, and some families even had eggs and rabbit meat.

The frowns on Emperor Mingde and Emperor Yongnian's face gradually relaxed. Under Jiang Yue's careful care, Prince Shou's health also improved and he could even walk around occasionally.

Prince Shou only had asthma, which did not affect his walking.

But he was too weak, and walking only caused him discomfort and violent coughing.

Gradually, he basically sat in a wheelchair when he was outside, and only walked around when he returned to his room.

It has been five months of extreme cold and the snow piles are nearly 100 meters high.

In order not to affect people's lives, the two emperors ordered hundreds of thousands of soldiers to take turns shoveling snow every day and transport it to uninhabited areas or onto the ice on the sea.

Now it has become an endless mountain range of snow. Except for the roads specially left, the snow mountains are all connected.

Even if the enemy attacks, it would take a lot of effort just to climb the snow-capped mountains, which in disguise protects the south.

During the five months of extreme cold, the wilderness where the King of England lived was also severely damaged, and they cut off all cargo exchanges with the inland.

Apart from the southern Xinjiang beyond the mountains, there is the sea.

They had no source of food, although they did not encounter natural disasters such as earthquakes and volcanoes.

However, there had been a tsunami before, and the wilderness was vast and sparsely populated, so not many crops were planted.

When they were fighting against the Daxia army, they were driven back to their own fiefdom and were already unable to take care of themselves, and then they encountered extremely cold weather.

Nearly half of the population in the wilderness froze to death. The King of England and his subordinates did not receive the news in time, resulting in a lack of adequate preparation.

The night the extreme cold came, there were heavy casualties.

Even the King of England's own elderly mother did not survive despite the palace's best efforts to provide heating.

The King of England's youngest grandson, a few years old, also died of hypothermia in the cold.

As the death reports were submitted one after another, the King of England was devastated and fell ill.

The eldest son Xia Bin has been killed, and now the entire wilderness is controlled by the second son Xia Yun.

By the time Xia Yun and his men were ready for the cold, it was already too late.

The death toll is still rising every day. Many people die from hypothermia and the military doctors are helpless.

In this situation, Xia Yun had no better solution but to write a letter to the Saint of Southern Xinjiang.