Although Ying Zheng didn't say anything that day.

But after returning home, he quietly had someone build a kang in his room.

After all, who doesn't want to live a long life?

After this incident, everyone in the palace knew about this thing. Some sharp-eyed people watched the installation process and probably guessed how it was done.

For a time, many people from wealthy families in Xianyang City who were not resistant to cold secretly built kangs at home.

Zhao Jun was not very clear about these.

Because the first snow of the winter fell in Xianyang City the day after she finished making the kang.

The snow fell quietly at night, and she was awakened early in the morning by Qingliu's slightly excited voice.

When I pushed the door open, I saw the world outside was covered in silver.

Zhao Jun is considered a southerner in modern times, and his childhood memories include occasional heavy snowfalls.

But as the weather gets warmer, such heavy snow is rarely seen in the winter in the city where she lives.

She was also a little excited. She quickly put on her clothes and wrapped herself in a cloak. She ignored the cold and rushed out the door.

Although Qingliu usually keeps a calm and composed demeanor, he couldn't help but jump for joy when he saw such a beautiful snow scene.

"Sir, it snowed really heavily last night."

Qingliu reached out and touched the snow-covered branches in the garden.

Zhao Jun was dressed neatly, holding a hot water bottle, and stepping on the soft white snow, making a sizzling sound.

She paced slowly back and forth in the garden, looking at the trees covered with snow and the roofs piled with white snow.

My thoughts gradually returned to the past.

She is an orphan, but she has parents, and she knows that it was her parents who abandoned her.

She also remembered who her parents were, but she didn't want to disturb them.

Since the day they abandoned her, she decided to live her life alone.

She was also lucky enough to be sent to an orphanage, which was supported by kind-hearted people all year round.

At least everyone can eat and wear warm clothes.

As the times progressed, she also got the opportunity to go to school.

When she was older, she managed to finish college by working part-time and saving money.

Growing up was hard and lonely.

But that kind of loneliness was what she liked, and she had learned to enjoy loneliness.

Only occasionally, when she looked at the empty room during dinner and saw that there were no movies she liked on TV, she would feel a little lost.

So when she first came into this world, although she was panicked, she was not afraid in her heart.

Living an ordinary life and having an adventurous journey.

Her choice is self-evident.

Now she is very satisfied with her choice.

All her experiences so far have made her feel satisfied and happy.

If I die like this one day, it will be worth living.

"My lord, my lord, my lord?"

Qingliu behind her called out several times, and when she didn't respond, he gently tugged at her cloak.

"Oh, I was distracted, what's wrong?"

Zhao Jun was pulled back to his senses by the force behind him, and his thoughts flew away and stopped at the present moment.

"It's okay, sir. I just want to tell you to be careful ahead."

Qingliu pointed ahead. Not far away was a small pond with a thin layer of ice.

Zhao Jun sneered and said that she really didn't notice.

If there was no one around, she might have walked onto the ice and fallen in.

Well, the melancholy caused by the snow scene is over, and she is going to start playing in the snow.

Zhao Jun pulled Qingliu and deliberately took a day off.

The two were busy building several snowmen in the yard.

Originally, Zhao Jun wanted to make some other shapes, but then he looked at the weird snowman she had made next to him.

She should admit that she is clumsy.

After the happy time of playing in the snow, I touched my red hands and looked at the cold sky.

Zhao Jun wanted to eat hotpot. This kind of weather was perfect for hotpot.

Spicy, fresh, fragrant, red, tripe, beef, and shrimp paste.

It just so happened that Wu Shi Luo sent her some beef and mutton a few days ago, which is now placed in the kitchen.

No, if she thinks about it any more, her saliva will flow.

Zhao Jun returned to the house, rested and changed his clothes, thinking that he must have a hot pot today.

However, although the pepper seeds have been obtained.

When she gave the things to Wang Deng, it was already late autumn, which was not the season for planting peppers. Everything had to wait until spring.

So, she doesn't have any chili peppers on her hands now.

What should I do then?

No problem, ding ding ding ding!

She has a cheating tool!

"Miss, I have nothing to do today. I just want a few bags of hot pot base. Yes, it's best to use Hai Mou Lao. It tastes good. Thank you, Miss. You are the best."

…

Zhao Jun used her shamelessness to ask the modern girl for several ready-made packs.

Get the hot pot base, yeah!

When she wanted it, she specifically asked the young lady to tear off the outer packaging, leaving only the transparent vacuum bag inside. It's better to be cautious.

OK, the base material is ready, the rest is not a problem.

She walked out of the house in the snow and came to the kitchen with a few steps.

She was very busy recently and hasn't been here for a long time.

Whenever Wu Shi Luo delivered something before, he would ask the people in the kitchen to pick it up directly, and she didn't have time to check.

"Sir, you haven't been here for a long time." Aunt Chaisang was still very enthusiastic.

The kitchen didn't seem very busy at the moment, many people were taking a break, and Butler Ai also came over to say hello.

"Sir, you are here to see the beef and mutton. The beef and mutton delivered two days ago are really good."

Ai seemed very excited when talking about this.

"Really? That's great. I just happen to want to eat a pot today. Is there a stove here?"

Zhao Jun asked first, she had to find the charcoal fire and the stove.

"You want to eat in a hot pot? Sure, we have a stove here. Everyone likes to eat hot food in winter, so we have prepared the stove in advance."

As Aidu spoke, he took out a set of stove utensils from the side. It looked like an urn on top. It was not a big pot with a nine-square grid pattern, but more like a small rotating pot for one person.

But it's probably enough for two people.

As for the place where the fire is burned below, it is a bit high, like the old stoves in the past, where the firewood is piled on the ground.

Zhao Junjian looked at the stove and pot carefully and felt that making hot pot would not be a problem, so the next step was to prepare the ingredients.

What was most abundant was the beef, mutton, tripe and intestines that had just been delivered. She asked Aidu to cut the meat into thin slices and place them on the plate.

Now that there was no shortage of meat, she asked Aidu to cut more.

Then there are the shrimp balls. There aren't many of them, mainly because the supply of fresh shrimps is very limited now, and the few that were left in the palace were looted by Zhao Jun.

Then there were some vegetarian dishes, including Zhao Jun’s favorite black fungus and cabbage.

But what Zhao Jun didn't expect was that people at that time had already grown soybeans, but no tofu.

You should know that there are many processed products from soybeans, not just tofu, but also her favorite bean curd sheets, bean curd sticks, tofu pudding and soy milk.

Hot pot is incomplete without tofu skin.

Zhao Jun thought about it. She had visited a tofu-making farm before. Why not give it a try?