Having said that, what else can Hu say?

After finishing the meal quickly, he took Zhou to the county town to make purchases.

Ji Fengshou took Ji Mingxuan and others to rebuild the stable.

"It's so cold, we can't stay here for the next two nights. We have to build a house anyway. Besides..."

Ji Fengshou glanced at Ji Changying and said, "My daughter said she would get me a horse! Shouldn't I make this place comfortable?"

The wooden shed was leaking everywhere, and the mules and horses couldn't bear it at all.

Ji Changying glanced at the flattering smile on Li Fengshou's face, and she didn't refuse: "That's great, maybe Ma will be back in a couple of days, and it will be just right for us to stay."

Ji Fengshou cheered up when he heard this: "Then hurry up, what are you waiting for!"

When Master Zheng was free from making the kang, he would come over and give them some pointers. Ji Minghao's hands never stopped, and he wrote down every word Master Zheng said.

When Ji Changying saw it, he took a curious glance and was stunned.

"Third brother, what are you writing in this notebook?"

"Want to see it? Here you go." Ji Minghao handed it to Ji Changying generously.

She looked down and saw that it recorded not only the key points of building a house and the order of making a kang, but also the prices of things bought in recent days, as well as what was bought and how many kilograms were purchased.

If you flip forward further, it's basically about what you saw and heard along the way and the trivialities of life. The key point is that no matter where you go, you must remember the prices.

This book is more like a travelogue.

"Why are you writing this?" Ji Changying was puzzled.

Ji Fengshou and the others came over to take a look but then lost interest.

“These are all the wisdom of life.”

Ji Minghao solemnly hung the notebook around his waist, paused, and said, "If you have time, can you help me make some more charcoal pencils? These are really useful."

"I have some left for you to use first." Last time, Ji Changying didn't know if it would be successful, so she made a lot of it at once, and now most of it is still unused.

"We need to make more. I heard from your uncle that many people asked him where he got this pen. They also want one."

Ji Fengshou kept building the wall, but his mind was still working.

Hearing Ji Minghao's words, I thought of the clerks in the county government who were not well educated but had to write every day.

He had heard his eldest brother mention it before, and now he thought that this was a ready-made business!

Maybe even the charcoal can be found as a seller!

"Okay, I'll see if You Tianming has finished the cabinet this afternoon. If he's free, ask him to make this for me."

With Master Zheng's guidance, they probably knew how thick the wall should be.

In Gan County, the temperature can drop to dozens of degrees below zero during the coldest winter, so their wintering experience in Qingzhou is completely insufficient here.

Even the walls have to be built much thicker than before, and there must not be any gaps in windows or other places.

Ji Changying simply suggested building a fireplace in the stable so that the horses and mules could keep warm.

This proposal left Master Zheng dumbfounded, and he thought to himself that he really had a lot of money to burn.

However, what surprised him even more was that the whole family actually agreed!

At noon, Mrs. Hu bought a lot of meat, including beef and mutton, which several people strongly requested.

According to Ji Changying's request, I also bought a hot pot and ate it in the evening.

Mrs. Hu was clever and planned to stew the fish and lamb chops together to make a milky white soup as the base.

This is more fragrant than cooking it in plain water.

The Ji family's yard was filled with tempting fragrance all afternoon.

Zhou was standing in front of the kitchen, and no one could shout at her even if they opened their mouths wide.

Mrs. Hu looked at it with amusement in her heart: "We can eat in the evening, if you want to go out and play now, go ahead."

Zhou didn't even blink: "I'm not going! Zhang Dazuo keeps talking about other people's family affairs every day. I don't want to listen today!"

Mrs. Hu burst into laughter.

As soon as Ji Fengyi came back in the evening, he received a warm welcome from the whole family.

Ji Fengshou pushed him onto the chair, Ji Mingxuan brought him a basin to wash his hands, Ji Mingxue handed him a handkerchief, and Ji Minghao wiped his hands.

I wish he could start eating right away.

When he took his first bite of the mutton hotpot dipped in the sauce specially prepared by Ji Changying, Ji Fengyi's face relaxed: "Excellent!"

The whole family was delighted when it was recognized by the most discerning person in the family.

"Aying! Make me some sauce!"

"I want one too!"

Ji Changying was busy preparing the food for them all, and then they started to eat from the pot.

The sweet and fresh soup base is paired with slices of lamb and beef as thin as cicada wings, and then dipped in a secret sauce.

Every bite is filled with the satisfaction of eating meat and the salty and fragrant taste.

“It smells so good!”

Everyone responded and started eating frantically, leaving afterimages with their chopsticks.

The whole family ate until their foreheads were sweating and they felt relaxed all over. They ate plate after plate of meat, and then dipped some green vegetables and stewed radishes to relieve the greasiness.

Finally, drink a bowl of delicious soup base, and you will feel warm from the inside out.

"This day is as happy as a fairy ~"

After eating, Ji Fengshou collapsed in his chair and didn't want to move.

But thinking of the three brothers who were still burning charcoal in the cold wind on the mountain, he propped himself up, made them three bowls of noodles with broth and covered them with a layer of meat, and hurriedly sent them over.

Ji Fengyi felt a little sad when he saw his brother like this.

I haven't seen my younger brother worry about him so much, what virtue do those three have...

Ji Changying was busy at home for several days, tidying up the house, moving rooms, and making charcoal pencils.

I completely forgot about Mrs. Wang over there.

By the time she remembered, it was already several days past the agreed time.

She slapped her forehead and said, "I'm so confused!"

After giving some instructions to Mrs. Hu who was sewing a quilt, she mounted her black horse and rushed to the county government office.

Seeing her, Mrs. Wang said angrily, "Why don't you just come after the New Year?"

Ji Changying smiled brightly. "Before, I was worried that Madam would be angry, but now that Madam looks good, I guess Hua's condition has improved."

Mrs. Wang couldn't hold it in any longer, and a smile spread across her face: "Of course it is! Come and see!"

She walked over, pulled Ji Changying around the screen, and walked to the flower stand. "It looks much better now than before! As long as these leaves grow back, it might bloom soon!"

Ji Changying carefully examined it, then twirled the soil in the pot, a relieved smile on her face: "That's right! If it continues like this, it should bloom in a while."

"That's great! I was just wondering what flowers to bring to Princess Ping's winter banquet later! This time I don't have to think of a new idea!"

Mrs. Wang's face was beaming with joy.

"Princess Ping's winter banquet?" Ji Changying was stunned when he heard this, and the dignified and generous face of Princess Ping immediately came into his mind.

"Yes, every year before the end of the year, Princess Ping holds a winter banquet in the palace. Each invited guest must bring a pot of flowers. Everyone places the pot in the main hall and enjoys the flowers while eating. It is really pleasant."