Chapter 139 The Little Goddess Calculated It
After the village head left Ye's house, the sound of gongs rang out in Heihe Village.
The villagers gathered in the threshing ground with smiles on their faces.
Every winter is the most leisurely time for people in the countryside, and this winter is particularly peaceful.
The family’s food is enough to last until next autumn’s harvest, not to mention the wheat and potatoes that can be harvested.
In short, this winter you can stay at home without worries and drink sweet radish and cabbage soup.
But the words of the village head shattered their dreams.
"Fellow villagers, there will be a snowstorm this winter, and many people will freeze to death!"
Seeing the serious expression on the village head's face, the villagers put away their smiles and asked, "Where did you get this news?"
"What are you asking?" The village head glared at them. "Don't you understand the rules?"
Everyone was shocked and understood immediately.
There is really no need to ask, this must have been said by the little goddess!
Everyone had no doubts and immediately believed it completely.
"Village head, what should we do?"
"How long will this snow last? I've only got a month's worth of firewood at home, and it's definitely not enough!"
"We need to make plans early. Now that we've been warned by the gods, we can't really freeze to death!"
The head of the village waved his hand and everyone quieted down.
"I've discussed it with Yan Ping's father. From today on, the women and children will go up the mountain to chop firewood, and the men will go to Black Eagle Village to dig black soil. Yan An and Tietou's father will make more machines. After the black soil is dug up, some people will stay in the village to make black soil balls. This stuff needs to be dried, otherwise it won't burn!"
Everyone expressed their support.
"Okay! We'll follow the arrangements of the village head and Yan Ping's father!"
"It's just that Yan Ping's father, how can we use your family's black soil?"
"Yes, we always seek favors from your family. We all feel that we owe them too much."
Ye Buwei said: "We are all from the same village, there is no need to be so formal."
Everyone thanked him profusely and left.
After lunch, the people of Heihe Village took action, some chopped wood, and some dug coal.
The men of Heihe Village pulled carts and carried baskets as they passed through the villages along the way. Such a large scene naturally alarmed many people, who couldn't help but come forward to inquire about what was going on.
The people of Heihe Village did not hide it. "We in Heihe Village have to go up the mountain to find fuel. There was a snowstorm this year, and many people are going to freeze to death."
The village head has instructed that the snow disaster should not be concealed and that every person who can be saved should be saved. As for whether others believe it or not, that is their business.
The villagers naturally didn't believe it. "Who are you trying to fool? It's much warmer this year than in previous years. In previous years, we had to wear thick cotton-padded jackets at this time of year, but this year, we don't feel cold even with a thin padded jacket. This is a warm winter, how could there be a snowstorm?"
"Even if there's a snowstorm, don't be afraid. We can save the snow water and use it to irrigate the fields next year!"
"That's right, you people in Heihe Village are just too full and have too much free time!"
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The villagers of Heihe Village did not argue with them and just went about their own business.
So many people suddenly came to the mountain to dig the black soil that Heiying Village was also alarmed.
The bandits couldn't understand what the little ancestor's family needed so much black soil for?
After all, during this period, their boss would send a few carts of black soil over whenever he had time, just to have a few words with the little ancestor.
The black soil in our little ancestor’s house should be enough.
Hawkeye felt jealous.
Could it be that the little ancestor is disgusted with the Black Eagle Village? Why should he let others do the task of digging black soil?
Hawkeye found the village head and said, "You all should go back. This kind of thing has always been done by the Black Eagle Village."
The Black Eagle Village had recently been doing some robbing the rich to help the poor. The village head was no longer afraid of this former bandit leader. He coughed twice and said, "There was a snowstorm this year, and the Ye family asked the entire village to dig up black soil to make sure everything was safe."
"Snow disaster? But the little ancestor asked you to remind me?" Hawkeye said excitedly.
The village head stood with his hands behind his back in a serious manner, pretending to be profound and saying, "Don't ask who said it. If you believe it, then you should prepare early like us and stock up on food and firewood."
Hawkeye gave me an expression that said, "I understand."
The snow disaster must have been calculated by our little ancestor!
Without saying a word, he immediately went back to the village to make arrangements.
In the following days, coal mining and firewood chopping became the daily routine in Heihe Village. People from all over the place watched, and most of them took a wait-and-see attitude, and some even regarded it as a joke.
Only Dahuai Village, because they trusted Heihe Village very much, organized the entire village to go up the mountain to chop firewood.
The neighboring village of Jingwan also took action, but not as hard as Dahuai Village.
After more than ten days, all the firewood nearby was cut down, and even the thatch was cut cleanly. The women did not dare to go to Yexiongling, so the village head asked the firewood-cutting team to come back and make honeycomb coal.
Heihe Village was full of coal piles, even the roads were dyed black, and the men's hands and faces were also black. Every day when they carried coal home and passed by those villages, they were laughed at.
The people of Heihe Village are neither anxious nor annoyed.
Humph, you can just laugh at me, but then you won’t be able to laugh anymore!
Compared to the indifference in the countryside, people in the town were in panic.
Some time ago, there was suddenly a rumor like this: a master calculated that a new type of fuel would appear in the Daewoo Dynasty that could be used as firewood.
Everyone just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.
Not long after, I heard that the villagers of Heihe Village had actually discovered a kind of black soil that burned very vigorously.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little curious about this expert.
After a few days, the master counted again with his fingers.
Oh no! This year we're going to have a snowstorm like never before. The heavy snow will not only shut down the mountains, but the entire city as well.
Because what the expert said before came true, many people believed the warning about the snow disaster.
So, the town was bustling every day with people buying cotton clothes, firewood, charcoal... and everyone tried their best to stock up on more goods.
For a while, the price of firewood remained high, and the most important thing is that it was not available.
Not to mention charcoal, which is something only rich people can afford, and it was sold out this year.
At this time, everyone couldn't help but think of the new fuel in Heihe Village. They heard that this black soil could be used for cooking and heating.
So, people from the town came to Heihe Village in a group to inquire.
Seeing the business opportunity, the little girl pushed out the two handsome uncles.
In front of the gate of Heihe Village, several coal stoves are lined up in a row, with earthenware pots placed on them, some for boiling water and some for cooking porridge.
Ye Yan'an made honeycomb coal on the spot. With a series of smooth and flowing clicks, round coal balls appeared in front of everyone.
These people had never seen such a novel object before, and they were so engrossed in it that they forgot to blink.
"Can this black lump be burned?"
"How long can a black pimple burn?"
The scene was buzzing.
Ye Yanping gave the answer with a smile.
The water in the earthenware pot boiled and the porridge gave off a fragrant aroma.
At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard.
The pink and tender little ball appeared in front of everyone with eight little brothers, and the nine dolls lined up one by one.
Just when everyone was wondering what the dolls were going to do, the little dumpling opened its mouth and said, "Go!"
The nine children immediately started singing hawking songs.
"The mountains and rivers of Xianchuan, the charcoal of Heihe Village, you can use them to boil water and cook. Remember to leave the door ajar for heating. It's clean, economical and hygienic, and you can sleep soundly through the cold winter..."
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