Only after a pot of steamed buns and dumplings was ready did Shen Yanming ladle out the mutton soup and place it on the table.

Even after being cooked for almost half an hour, the soup was still extremely hot to the touch, which is the power of a clay pot.

Shen Yanming returned to the kitchen, took out a rolled sushi roll, cut it into pieces on the cutting board, and then plated it and brought it out.

As for the other sushi rolls, they were all stored away after they cooled completely, without even being cut.

As for why it wasn't cut, the reason is actually quite simple.

That is, Shen Yanming was worried that he might have to rely on this to fill his stomach in the future. If that really happened, who would care about eating small pieces of food? It would be better to just eat the sushi roll directly, saving the trouble.

Of course, he hopes he will never encounter this situation in his life, so that before each meal he only needs to take it out and cut it into pieces, which doesn't take much effort.

After getting ready, Shen Yanming went to the bedroom to call Bi Qiaoan for dinner.

Gently pushing open the door, Shen Yanming saw Bi Qiaoan sleeping soundly in the light of the living room.

Even though I really didn't want to wake her up, I still had to get her up to eat, otherwise she would have insomnia if she slept too long now.

"Qiao An, wake up, it's time to eat!"

Hearing the gentle call in her ear, Bi Qiaoan groggily opened her eyes, got up with Shen Yanming's help, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands and face.

Although she was awake, Bi Qiaoan felt dizzy and unsteady on her feet, whether from sleeping too much or catching a cold.

She didn't tell Shen Yanming, thinking she'd wait and see.

If it's because you slept for too long, it will probably get better on its own after a while.

But if it's a cold, that's more troublesome. Because I don't dare to take any medicine randomly, I might just boil ginger slices in spring water and try to get it down my throat.

Bi Qiaoan was helped to a seat by Shen Yanming. She looked at the soup in the bowl and didn't feel very hungry, but the sushi on the plate made her want to eat it.

Bi Qiaoan picked up a piece of sushi, looked at it, and saw that it was made of pork floss. Then she put it in her mouth and tasted it. It was delicious.

Shen Yanming ladled a bowl of soup for her and placed it beside her. "Have a bowl of soup first. It's dried ginger and mutton soup, which can help dispel cold and prevent colds."

Bi Qiaoan raised an eyebrow. This was exactly what she wanted. It seemed that regardless of whether she had a cold or not, she wouldn't need to drink any ginger soup tonight.

In her opinion, food with meat and seasonings tastes much better than pure ginger water.

After finishing a bowl of soup and eating a few pieces of sushi, Bi Qiaoan felt refreshed, her mind clearing and her stomach full, as a fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

Having recovered her spirits, Bi Qiaoan helped Shen Yanming clean up the dishes after dinner, then steamed a pot of buns and steamed bread before sitting on the sofa to watch TV.

"According to our station, an avalanche occurred in the Qinglang Mountains at approximately 3:15 AM yesterday. The incident resulted in two deaths and seven people were buried in the snow. However, thanks to the rescue efforts of the rescue team, the trapped individuals have been freed and are currently receiving treatment in the hospital."

Currently, the northern part of Qinghua Kingdom is experiencing extremely cold weather. If the Qinghe Alliance had not made the timely decision to migrate south, this avalanche might have caused even greater casualties.

Because half of Xuju County, near the Qinglang Mountains, was buried under heavy snow, the resulting economic losses are incalculable. Fortunately, most residents evacuated in advance, preventing irreparable damage.

Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan were shocked after reading it. Fortunately, those people left by chance, otherwise, it would have been another human tragedy.

However, once this happened, it happened again. The climate in the north is so bad, with heavy snow and strong winds. Even without avalanches or mudslides, the two were worried that the heavy snow would collapse the house.

Although modern building structures are very strong, there are still precedents of them collapsing under the weight of blizzards.

Moreover, most of the residents there have left, so even if the houses were to collapse, there would be no way to repair them in time.

Sigh, I don't want to think about it anymore. There's no point in thinking about it so much.

If one's perspective is not broad enough, one's thinking will be biased. They should focus on their immediate affairs and stop worrying about national affairs.

That night, before going to sleep, Shen Yanming breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the message from Hu Xiaoqin in the group chat that his son's surgery had been successful. Then he hugged his wife and went to sleep.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was the end of December.

During this time, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan visited Hu Xiaole in the hospital, who had regained consciousness, and brought him ten salted eggs and a bag of milk candy without a production date.

Yes, there was a production date, but it was on the outer packaging, which the couple tore off. Anyway, the contents were all fresh, so the date didn't matter.

Xiao Le was overjoyed to receive the milk candy. Ignoring Hu Xiaoqin's threatening gaze, he peeled one open and started eating.

Then he stuffed the rest into the small quilt, fearing that his mother would confiscate them.

Hu Xiaoqin sighed. In the end, she had let her child down when it came to food. Otherwise, why would such a well-behaved child be so possessive of his food today?

Hu Xiaoqin smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, you two, my son Xiaole hasn't eaten much candy. At first, he was too young, so I didn't dare let him eat too much. Later, even if he wanted to eat some, he couldn't."

“Hmm, I didn’t expect that even a few milk candies would become a scarce commodity these days.” Bi Qiaoan smiled. “I traded two pounds of dried fruit for this bag of milk candies.”

Hu Xiaoqin's eyes flickered. "Little sister, can you tell me where you buy your dried fruit?"

"Ah, it was a gift from my husband's friend. My husband helped him out before." Since she didn't know the other party's intentions, Bi Qiaoan didn't elaborate.

"Oh, I thought I could buy it somewhere." Hu Xiaoqin's voice sounded a little disappointed.

Bi Qiaoan thought for a moment and said, "Actually, if you really want it, there is a way. There are many small businesses in Haishi that need to exchange grain for it."

"Hmm? What kind of small business is it?"

"They sell dried fruit, braised food, and the like. Their operation is very small, usually just one or two people going from street to street, and they only accept grain without charging money."

Bi Qiaoan thought that if you really want something rare, go to crowded places in the city and you might get lucky and find it.

But what Hu Xiaoqin heard was that since they were able to start a small business, it meant they had found a way to source goods. So, if she went out and tried her luck, could she also make a name for herself?

Thinking of this, Hu Xiaoqin started asking Bi Qiaoan about the small business, but Bi Qiaoan knew nothing about it.

Shen Yanming found it amusing and remarked, "There are quite a few families in Haishi that raise chickens and pigs."

Hu Xiaoqin's eyes lit up, and she thought, "That's right, I can buy those chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle, and sheep, and then resell them to make a profit. There are many people raising small animals here in Haishi, but in Beihashi, they can't even get a bite of meat."

They're targeting residents of North Harbin directly; they don't believe I can't sell them.