◎Happy 72nd Day: Extravagance and Debauchery◎

Zhou Ying usually takes care of these plants the most and has a clear idea of ​​their growth conditions.

"The first batch of potatoes have all been planted. The second batch of potatoes have not grown yet, but the sweet potatoes are almost ripe." Zhou Ying spoke with a hint of confusion.

The maturity signs of root vegetables such as potatoes and sweet potatoes are easy to judge. When their leaves turn yellow when they are almost grown, they are ripe.

Zhou Ying reluctantly moved twice: "I don't know how much our Ah Hong can produce, and whether she can survive until the cold wave passes."

During the years when Blue Star was angry, even after the cold wave passed, the temperature was unlikely to rise significantly like before. At most, there was less wind and snow.

But compared with the cold wave that seemed to want to destroy all of humanity in the past few days, the subsequent heavy snow that blocked the mountains and caused temperatures to drop to dozens of degrees below zero seemed so warm and tender.

Jiang Muyun calculated the sweet potatoes that could be harvested from this batch: "With this batch of sweet potatoes, plus the food we put here before, we should be able to wait until the cold wave passes."

Sweet potato seedlings are grown using sweet potato vines, so they don’t have to keep the sweet potatoes for seeds. All the fruits produced in this batch can be used as food.

According to Jiang Muyun's experience, the next cold wave after the apocalypse will occur around this time.

As long as they wait until the wind and snow outside subside a little and the visibility is no longer so low, they can go home.

Fortunately, after it started snowing outside, they moved all the supplies to various caves and stored them.

The current planting containers, the previously stored soil, some planting tools, and the wood for heating the kang in this cave are all piled up in the cave.

They have been cooking here at noon these days, so there are tableware, kitchen utensils, rice, flour and seasonings.

With enough fuel and food, hiding in the cave for a while is not a problem.

The place is just not big enough.

When they built the kang in this cave, they never considered from the beginning that people would spend the night here, so the kang surface that people could sleep on was not very large, and the focus was on the fire wall.

Moreover, they filled the small kang with shelves that looked like small low tables.

That's just in case, in case they can get some heat-loving crops later and plant them there when winter comes.

But now ten people need to hide here for a few days, which is completely different from the space needed for everyone to get together for a meal. The cave originally had some spare space, but it immediately became cramped.

The temperature in the cave gradually rose, and everyone's limbs, which had been numb from the cold, gradually regained consciousness. Even Dabai, who had been curled up in Chu Buwen's arms and refused to move, began to stick his head out.

Several people got up from their collapsed state and stacked all the small low tables that were originally placed on the kang together to make space for them to sit down.

After Qin Shiwu had barely recovered some strength, he turned on the lights and began to check their frostbite.

"Fortunately, the wounds are soft. It's normal for them to get red, hot and itchy. They'll be fine if they keep warm." Qin Shiwu breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Muyun sat cross-legged at the edge, struggling to take off his shoes and socks with his still clumsy fingers.

The most common place for frostbite to occur is the extremities of the limbs.

The fingers, toes, ears, and nose, when the body receives cold signals, the peripheral blood vessels contract. These parts of the body far away from the core area suffer from lack of oxygen and inactivation of tissues, and may become the first parts to freeze and necrotize.

The pressure from external factors such as the crowded space inside shoes and socks, and the possibility of moisture and shrinkage of textiles, makes the already vulnerable extremities of the body even more difficult.

Jiang Muyun took off his shoes, socks and hat, and wrapped his heavy coat loosely around his feet. He used the warmth of the kang to bring his feet back to life.

After checking the frostbite, a group of electricity-poor people pitifully turned off the lights, and the only light source in the cave was the flame in the stove again.

Qin Shiwen patted the kang and worriedly said, "How are we going to sleep tonight? We can't just sleep on the floor, right?"

Jiang Muyun leaned against the small low table in the corner. "How else can we sleep? Let's sleep in batches. We work in three shifts, eight hours a day. It's absolutely humane, and it can also give us practice for group life in advance."

Chu Buwen added more firewood to the stove: "That's true. I see the temperature outside is not going to go back up anytime soon. Sooner or later we have to huddle together for warmth."

They had been paralyzed for long enough, but life had to go on. A few of them moved their sore hands and feet, sighed, and got up to work.

They tied the crudely made low tables together to form several rickety walls, dividing the already limited space in the cave and designating basic functional areas.

The existing food was piled together and planned in detail, and the sweet potatoes were not touched until the last minute.

The leaves of the sweet potato are still a little green now. They are not fully mature yet. If you let them grow a little longer, they should be able to grow bigger.

Moreover, sweet potatoes are easy-to-preserve food. They can put the sweet potatoes in the sun, dry them into dried sweet potatoes, and seal them for storage to further extend the storage time.

In their order of consumption, food that can be preserved for a long enough time needs to be consumed as late as possible.

Piles of firewood, bricks, soil and other miscellaneous items were moved to the side and piled up to leave space for humans to move around.

Some reserve containers for growing vegetables that had not been used were selected and used for washing in the next few days.

And the most critical thing is electricity.

They placed a mobile power bank and a 6W camping lamp in the cave. The remaining power in the mobile power bank was less than one kilowatt-hour, which was enough to keep the lights on for five or six days.

But they don't plan to survive just these five or six days and not even the rest of the days.

Due to the limitations of solar power generation, they are now short of electricity. Even the vegetables have lost the privilege of enjoying the light of electric lights. They can only be moved to the entrance of the cave to feel the brightness when the temperature is not so cold during the day.

All the lights in the cave are turned on only when they close the door and eat at noon.

According to their original plan, the electricity in this mobile power bank was enough to support them through the entire winter, so they couldn't afford to use it up in just a few days.

Now that the stove is burning, it is not pitch dark in the cave, but if you want to do something, this light is definitely not enough, you still have to turn on the light.

So several people defined the scope of electricity use.

They can turn on the lights when cooking and eating, which is within their original electricity plan. However, the number of times they need to cook and eat here has increased from once a day to three times a day.

In order to get as much free time as possible, everyone decided to overlap meal times with shift changes.

Three meals a day, one meal every eight hours.

People who are about to go to bed can eat less to avoid indigestion, although it sounds incredible that they can get indigestion at this time.

If you have no appetite right after waking up, you can eat less, just as a way of... saving food.

By the way, you can wash up while the lights are on while cooking, and if you are interested, you can soak your feet before going to bed.

Anyway, they have a stove burning 24 hours a day so they don't lack hot water.

It was just right that during the eight-hour shift change, when everyone was awake, we cleared the snow outside the door, trying to ensure that the door was not blocked, and shoveled the snow back to melt water.

The clothes they are wearing now are not enough to withstand the low temperature outside, so they can only take turns to clear the snow at the door, and the time each person stays at the door must be strictly controlled to prevent frostbite and hypothermia.

The used water was poured into the snow beside the door. Zhao Jiahao imagined that if he could pour an ice wall beside the door, it might be able to block the wind for them when they opened the door.

Normally, when everyone is awake, they have nothing to do and cannot go out. Some entertainment activities that make too much noise are not convenient either. So they simply take advantage of the good atmosphere and start taking turns telling ghost stories.

Everyone had experienced the difficult months of living together at the shelter, and now they all slept very well. The noise of telling ghost stories was unlikely to wake them up, and it was almost like putting them to sleep.

Just make sure the listeners don't suddenly burst into howling.

Otherwise, you may suffer a double beating both mentally and physically.

Beating a child on a rainy day is just a waste of time. The same goes for snowy days.

They spent two days in this healthy yet boring way of life, sleeping eight hours a day, going out to shovel snow after meals to digest food, not playing with mobile phones or games, and sitting together in a group every day to whisper and tell stories.

By the third day, everyone finally couldn't stand it anymore.

The spirit of staying up late returned, and ten people got together, cut out a few thin wooden boards that were indistinguishable from each other to use as identity cards, and happily played a few rounds of Werewolf.

Killing Wu Xingyue, she screamed, "You bastards, you are all evil-minded!"

Then she turned around and acted like a violent witch, blindly poisoning and not saving anyone at the beginning, messing up all the analysis before she fell asleep with satisfaction.

On the fourth day, even if the remaining food was cooked into porridge, it would not be enough to feed ten people.

Jiang Muyun dug out the first nest of sweet potatoes.

After they grew ordinary potatoes to the size of mini potatoes, everyone learned from their experience and lessons, loosening the soil of the sweet potatoes from time to time and always caring about their physical and mental health.

Zhou Ying even wanted to bribe Jiang Muyun's two chickens to see if they could catch two earthworms for her.

Jiang Muyun was afraid that her two poison kings would bring back some strange things, so she specially introduced their diet to Zhou Ying in detail and even watched them eat in person. This successfully dispelled Zhou Ying's idea.

After the growth environment is taken care of by people, they also try to use their half-baked knowledge to supplement its nutrition.

Zhou Ying had specially prepared a pot of sweet potatoes and was trying to fertilize them with the ash from burning wood—mainly because she was worried there might be some strange substances in the ash from the firewood used to burn furniture, so she prepared a pot first to try it out. Jiang Muyun was currently digging this pot of test potatoes.

Fortunately, their careful care was not in vain. This batch of sweet potatoes was not a bumper harvest, but it was definitely up to normal standards.

Due to water and fertilizer limitations, they used the more drought-resistant direct planting method to plant the first batch of sweet potatoes.

The nest they dug out now has four chicks, and although there are differences in size, there are no mini ones. The people are already very satisfied.

Instead of cutting the sweet potatoes into pieces and boiling them in water, they chose to bury them in stove ashes and bake them.

The four roasted sweet potatoes were divided into ten equal parts, and the aroma filled the entire cave.

Zhou Ying swallowed the last bite of the soft, sweet sweet potato and announced to everyone, "I planted these first batches straight up because I was afraid they would die of drought. Later, I planted all the seedlings diagonally, and the yield will definitely be higher than if they were planted straight up."

Zhou Ying had given them extra lessons before, so everyone knew these basic knowledge.

Jiang Muyun calculated with his fingers: "If we can get more soil, we can try flat planting later when the temperature is relatively normal. Sweet potato seedlings are easy to get anyway, so we can try it slowly."

Wang Qingqing ate the roasted sweet potato and sat there happily, swaying back and forth. "Should we dig a few more reservoirs? They're all meat, big and small. Let's dig a hundred or eighty of them, and then we'll have free water!"

Zheng Xiang took advantage of her inattention and swiped a spoonful of water from her bowl. "You're overthinking it. If there's another severe drought later on, even if we dig more small reservoirs, they'll dry up. And to be honest, our current large reservoir isn't even capped yet."

In order to prevent water from evaporating due to the scorching sun, or to prevent acid rain and smog from polluting the water source, their reservoirs must not be left open.

But this water reservoir is not disposable, and they can't fill it with water with their bare hands next time, so not only does the top have to be sealed, but it also has to be able to be opened after being sealed.

Their plan was to use wooden planks to create a retractable cover for the reservoir. If a drought struck, they would cover the cover with some unused quilts they had collected—mostly old ones left over from washing—to insulate. If acid rain or other pollutants came, they would cover it with film.

When heavy rain or snow comes and the water source is replenished, open the lid and let it receive the gift of nature.

"The snow fell too suddenly, and we haven't found all the suitable wooden boards and strips yet. We can only wait until winter is over." Li Anxuan put the bowl into a large basin of warm water to soak, carefully dripped two drops of detergent on the gauze that served as a foaming net, and rubbed a basin of foam in another small iron basin.

It is obvious that chemical products like dishwashing liquid are non-renewable resources, so even if they have recovered a lot of them, they are now using them very sparingly.

When there is no oil or water like today, everyone chooses to rub out a small basin of clean bubble water, and then use the bubble water to wash the dishes.

Qin Shiwen had also finished eating and happened to squat beside Li Anxuan to wash up together: "The life we've been living is like going back to the time before liberation overnight."

"Not bad." Jiang Muyun comforted her: "With our standard of living where we can even use hot water to wash dishes, why would we need a bicycle?"

Qin Shiwu picked up a piece of sweet potato and gazed at it affectionately: "Indeed, I now feel that being alive is the best thing - seriously, we really can dig a few more reservoirs, and it would be nice to take a bath during the holidays."

The unpredictable weather nowadays is really scary. It is impossible to have too much water.

Jiang Muyun thought: "Anyway, for a few of us, digging a few small pits won't affect the mountain, and we can store more water for daily use. We can dig in those caves we don't usually go to, and fill them with water whenever we have time. We don't have to worry about evaporation when the weather gets hot."

The water stored in their outdoor reservoirs is used for planting and other miscellaneous purposes. If they can continue to engage in aquaculture in the future, this water can also be used.

They use the water for daily washing in a small reservoir dug inside the cave.

Drinking water requires more attention. All of it is filtered and then stored in large thermos barrels.

The worse the environment and climate are, the more they have to pay attention to hygiene, at least the food they eat has to be as clean as possible.

And who knows, I might have to grow mushrooms in the future.

In his previous life, Jiang Muyun had seen how horrible the reservoirs dug by those bases for large-scale mushroom cultivation were. He really wanted to create an artificial sea with each person using a shovel.

In her previous life, she had to travel quickly, so she had some experience storing water in the rainy season and drying vegetables in the dry season, but not much. When she was short of space, she couldn't store large amounts of water or food, so she mostly relied on hunting, rummaging through supplies and bartering with others, or waiting for others to rob her and then eat her own food.

The latter is the main source of income.

Chu Buwen lived almost the same way, so they didn't have a clear idea of ​​how much water they needed to store to grow the right amount of mushrooms.

But you can never have too much water.

"Earn some extra money?" Zheng Xiang thought of this after hearing Jiang Muyun's words.

"It's quite similar." Li Anxuan said.

It would be better if you have it, but forget it if you don’t. I can do it when I have time, but I won’t set aside time specifically to do it.

Zhao Jiahao quickly washed the dishes and started to put on his gear, ready to go out and shovel the snow. "Great, everything is ready now. All we need is for the snow to stop. Honestly, if this snow doesn't stop, I'm going to get sick."

"Then wait a minute." Jiang Muyun said seriously.

Zhao Jiahao stood there holding a shovel: "What are you waiting for?"

Jiang Muyun pulled out a half-burned stick from the stove, extinguished the flame on the stick, walked up to him, and solemnly drew a circle in front of him with the stick that was still smoking.

Zhao Jiahao spoke cautiously, "You went out to shovel snow in the middle of the night? What did you bump into?"

Jiang Muyun thrust the stick forward with a whoosh. "You poor child, you don't know what's good for you. I'm doing something to help you! Pray now, Master Jiang, for the snow to stop. As long as you're sincere enough, Master Jiang will help you fulfill your wish, depending on his mood!"

Zhao Jiahao sneered: "Really? I don't believe it."

Jiang Muyun was about to take action: "Make a wish quickly, don't waste my magic power, do you still want to go out early?"

Just like many people can't help but want to forward something like "Forward for good luck", Zhao Jiahao was frightened by her confident look and actually made a wish hesitantly with the mentality of better believing it than not.

Xu Wan muttered, "Just try to fool me. What if it doesn't work?"

"If it doesn't work, I, Master Jiang, will retire from the martial arts world and seal my cultivation from now on. I'll let Xiaobai play sledding with you." Jiang Muyun tapped the stick in his hand. "If it works, when we can go skiing, you can wait for me on the mountain and then pull me up after I slide down."

Zhao Jiahao immediately made a gesture: "You are the one who said that. I really opened the door."

Jiang Muyun spread his hands and said, "Please."

Zhao Jiahao was full of vigor and confidence. He pushed the door open a crack, was shocked for three seconds, then slammed the door shut, spread his wings like a young eagle returning to its nest, and was about to pounce on Jiang Muyun.

"Master! Master Jiang!"

Master Jiang retracted his head that was peeking through the crack in the door, and moving two steps to the side with the demeanor of a master, allowing Zhao Jiahao to throw himself into Chu Buwen's arms, and then be thrown out in disgust.

"Do you really have some family background in this field?" Zhao Jiahao looked at Jiang Muyun and wanted to burn some incense for him right there.

The wind is still blowing outside, but the snow has really gotten lighter!

He could swear on his hair that the visibility was definitely more than three meters!

Jiang Muyun maintained an enigmatic expression: "I told you not to waste my mana, otherwise the snow might be even lighter now."

Zhao Jiahao was completely confused: "Can this be possible?"

Qin Shiwen couldn't bear it any longer: "Are you stupid? How could she not know that she went out to shovel snow this morning?"

It's just that the wind and snow were still blowing, and even though Jiang Muyun said the cold wave might be passing, they all thought it was unlikely.

Now it seems that Jiang Muyun may have really noticed something in the morning that they didn't notice, so he made that judgment?

Jiang Muyun laughed with a pinched throat: "Don't forget, Future Power Worker. Don't worry, I definitely won't slide down the steep slope, hehe."

Finally, Zhao Jiahao took Xiaobai hostage to negotiate with Jiang Muyun. After some bargaining, Master Jiang granted Zhao the laborer permission to be laid off after only three days of work.

Chu Buwen silently gave Jiang Muyun a thumbs up.

Jiang Muyun had clearly said this morning that she just wanted to try it once.

Jiang Muyun put one hand on Chu Buwen's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "So, someone has taken your job. Why don't you give me some compensation as a thank you?"

Chu Buwen shifted his shoulder so she could lean on it. "Your calculations are about to break in my face. This morning you said you'd give me a whole block of chips in exchange for my helping you once. Now the deal's off, and you're not paying me the penalty, but you're asking me for compensation. You're trying to make a killing, right?"

Jiang Muyun disagreed: "How can they be the same? I said the reward was potato chips, but it wasn't you who was dissatisfied, so you changed it to Master Jiang's golden words of praise. Now I paid you for the work but you don't have to do it, so you have to pay it back."

Chu Buwen: "When did you get paid?"

Jiang Muyun: "Now."

Jiang Muyun said sincerely, "When you pulled me up the hill, my back must have looked a lot like Beckham."

Chu Buwen:?

Jiang Muyun: "Don't like it? What about Daniel Wu?"

Chu Buwen: "Can't you just be more careful?"

Jiang Muyun was taken seriously: "I was just joking. No one's back is more handsome than yours. As a penalty, I want a can of Coke, the kind with sugar."

Chu Buwen: "Okay, the reward has arrived. Remember to come to me first when the time comes. I guarantee that I will serve you to your satisfaction."

Jiang Muyun:?

Chu Buwen also patted her shoulder: "When we do business, honesty is the most important thing. I, Boss Chu, always pay for goods, so don't worry about me running away from the order."

After they had shoveled a path home with great difficulty, they simply packed up and moved in together, continuing their daily snow clearing activities.

This time the temperature was cooler, they wore more clothes, and the snow was firmer.

But they also know that it is because the temperature is low and the snow is hard that they need to clear the snow in a timely manner.

There wasn't even a branch that could stick out of the snow on this mountain, only a lot of big rocks sticking out. If the snow on one of the rocks gave way and fell on someone, they wouldn't be surprised at all.

In the past, when I was hit by snow, I would just be hit once and the cold would pass after a while.

If you were hit by a big snowball now, your life might be over.

"I'm an experienced snow shoveler now, and I'm applying for a pay raise." Jiang Muyun took a breath.

She just took a test this morning and it's over 40 degrees Celsius below zero outside. Breathing outdoors makes her nasal cavity hurt.

According to Jiang Muyun's experience, judging from the current temperature, the temperature was at least minus 60 degrees Celsius when the previous cold wave passed through.

The most amazing thing is that even at minus sixty degrees Celsius, the two rabbits didn't die.

The shed they had erected to protect the rabbit holes from the snow collapsed, and the rabbits pulled the rope and dug a very deep hole. If the rope had not been tied to a stick and stuck at the hole entrance, they might not have been able to catch the two rabbits.

Qin Shiwen was wearing too many clothes, and when he waved his hands, he looked like a seal flapping its wings. "Boss Qin, it's approved. How about we build a ski slope after we clear this wave of snow?"

Their only job these days was shoveling snow. They couldn't even make ice at the reservoir. The temperature was so low that they boiled a bucket of water on the stove and moved it to the reservoir. Before they could stir it, the snow immediately turned to ice.

A bucket of water freezes into a bucket of ice, and pouring it back and forth like this is too inefficient.

It’s better to wait until the temperature rises a little bit. A bucket of water can melt a piece of snow into water, and it will take some time for the water to solidify into ice before continuing.

Zhao Jiahao was completely captivated by Qin Shiwen's words: "Repair! With Boss Qin's words, I have to finish this work quickly even if I have to skip lunch today!"

Zhou Ying kindly tried to comfort him: "We still have to eat, FVN, do you understand? We need to live an FVN-style family life."

Zheng Xiang yawned and shoveled his shovel into the snowdrift. "Stop talking nonsense. You dragged us into playing mahjong all night yesterday."

Zhou Ying was scolded and told the truth with aggrieved face: "I think the sweet potatoes are almost ready to be harvested. If he doesn't go, there will be one less worker."

Chu Buwen shook his head and sighed, "You have such a cruel heart. Our Haohao is just a worker in your eyes. Wouldn't he be able to do more if you put him outside shoveling snow?"

Zhou Ying: "You are the cruelest one. How about Haohao, just pretend I didn't say anything?"

Haohao was so angry that he ate three bowls of rice at noon.

Although everyone has become a skilled worker and their work efficiency has increased significantly, shoveling snow is now more difficult.

This kind of hard snow is actually easier to push down after being cut into blocks than loose snow, but it is solid after all, so it is really heavy.

It was easy in steep places, but the snow in some flat areas could only be moved by manpower. When the last few people were dragging wooden boards on the snow to transport snow blocks, they still couldn't help but attack the fat and strong Xiaobai.

The first passenger of the little white dog sled service was not the bad sisters and brothers, but the snow they shoveled out.

However, with professional players transporting snow back and forth, the improvement in snow shoveling efficiency is visible to the naked eye.

At least after a few days, they successfully used their free time after shoveling the snow to build a ski slope with the word "amateur" written all over it.

After all, apart from the basic knowledge that the ski slopes are best located in the sheltered area from the wind and the sun, they don't know anything else. As a group of children aged ten years and one hundred months who have only skied on artificial snow indoors, they certainly don't dare to challenge difficult tasks.

However, this small hill does not offer any difficult challenges for them.

Just compact the snow and trim the slope, and you have a freshly baked super green ski slope for children. Combined with the thickness of their clothes, they won’t be hurt even if they fall and roll around.

Occasionally, if you fall at the right angle, you can even bounce a few times on the ground.

It is not only painless but also fun, exciting and safe, which attracts many children to follow suit.

Jiang Muyun solemnly named this activity "snow skipping", reportedly to respect its prototype, water skipping.

Boss Chu, who claimed that he had paid for the goods, was unable to take Jiang Muyun back and forth skiing, but he accompanied Jiang Muyun for two hours to play snow rafting.

The two took turns being stones and throwers, and finally the snow drifting activity ended with a roar from Dr. Qin.

They didn't feel it while playing, but the temperature outside was over 40 degrees below zero. With their current skin tolerance, being outside for so long and occasionally having close contact with the snow was almost reaching their limit.

Qin Shiwen took off her gloves after returning to the cave. She found her hands were red as if they had been burned. She carefully folded her hands together to warm them. Looking at the dry, wrinkled skin on her hands, she worried: "Am I going to get frostbite?"

There is no heating in Nanshi. In the past few years, few people even installed heating faucets, so many elderly people here get frostbite on their hands in winter.

"The world is quite mysterious nowadays. Don't curse yourself. I don't look like someone who would get frostbite." Jiang Muyun rubbed his hands.

Jiang Muyun had gotten frostbite during her first winter in her previous life, but it was mild and healed on its own. In the following winters, she was able to get winter clothing, and the frostbite never recurred, though she did get frostbite a few times.

Nowadays, everyone has clothes, kangs, and hot water to wash dishes. If people still get frostbite, how can others survive?

Wang Qingqing was also a little worried: "I've made it through this year, but if I keep going through this, I think it's only a matter of time before I get frostbite... "

Zheng Xiang quickly stopped Wang Qingqing and said, "Shut up! I've told you the world has changed. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll slice you up and throw you into the hot pot!"

Wang Qingqing's wounds were repeatedly opened by Zheng Xiang. She struggled out from under her hands and swore to the sky, "I won't say it anymore! I promise I won't say it anymore! Call me a dog again!"

Xiaobai looked up innocently, which made Wang Qingqing feel guilty. She turned around and went back to get some remaining clay from the reservoir, and made a clay statue for herself, saying that she would worship it every day.

Jiang Muyun looked for a long time but couldn't figure out who she was pinching, so he just asked directly.

Wang Qingqing said confidently, "Uesugi Yue! Doesn't he have the ability to speak words? Is it appropriate for me to worship him? When I succeed in my cultivation, my first words will be, 'From now on, nothing I say counts.'"

Zhao Jiahao was impressed: "You understand rule-based weapons. But how can you practice when your master is gone?"

Wang Qingqing: "Who said I want to cultivate on my own? I cultivate my faith, understand? It's because people are dead that we can worship them, so that their spirits in heaven can bless me. It's so rude to burn incense to clay statues of living people."

Jiang Muyun couldn't hear anything anymore. She hugged herself tightly with heartache because she also couldn't see the ending of the novel. She wished she could stew a pot of pigeon soup tonight.

After Wang Qingqing finished making the clay figurine, she went to wash her hands. As she washed, she began to reflect on life: "In winter, I miss summer. In summer, I miss winter."

"When the temperature was high before, I thought I'd rather live in -40 degrees Celsius than in 40 degrees Celsius. If it's cold, at least I can put on more clothes, but if it's hot, there's nowhere to hide."

Jiang Muyun immediately broke off a small piece of red charcoal and placed it in front of her clay statue.

Wang Qingqing and the others didn't have a thermometer, so they accurately called out minus 40 degrees Celsius as soon as they opened their mouths. It seems that the master is really capable.

But when it comes to weather, Jiang Muyun thinks summer is more convenient.

After all, she secretly stored ice in the space in winter, and in summer she could live quite comfortably by just putting ice at home. Compared with the effort of finding firewood, burning charcoal and heating the kang, it was simply a business with no cost.

"It would be great if we could get some saltpeter." Chu Buwen seemed thoughtful. "Is there any fireworks or glass factory in Nanshi? Why don't we go look for them?"

They lived in the mountains, far from the city, and had solar energy, so they survived the summer with the help of a small electric fan. That's why they didn't have to run out in the high temperature to find saltpeter to make ice.

People living in the city don’t have such good conditions as them. If there was any saltpeter in the glass factory, it would have been taken away long ago.

What Chu Buwen said now was just a lie.

If they really made a plan to return to Nanshi, Jiang Muyun and Chu Buwen would most likely go together, and then Chu Buwen would smuggle some saltpeter out from his shelter and say that he found it by accident.

Because she had a space on her body and it was very easy to store ice in winter, she didn't consider getting some saltpeter.

Jiang Muyun leaned his head against the stove fire and looked at it for a while. Suddenly, he said, "I remember that in ancient times, when saltpeter wasn't available for making ice, some nobles built ice cellars to store ice and save it for use in the summer, right?"

The record of ancient people using ice in summer did not appear until saltpeter was mined.

Zhao Jiahao was heartbroken: "It's my good character as a simple commoner that has held me back! We should have found a way to experience such extravagance and debauchery long ago!"

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FVN: The abbreviation for Fitness, Harmony and Nutrition, refers to a family lifestyle.