Winter arrived quickly, and Feng Biluo gave Feng Fuya a Fuwa doll outfit. As Feng Fuya wore the outfit, she sat not far away watching Feng Biluo, her fair and tender face as smooth as tofu.
When Feng Biluo looked at the other's face, a smile and a look of affection appeared on her lips. "So cute, my daughter..." Feng Biluo said.
Upon hearing this, Feng Fuya looked at Feng Biluo and said, "Mom..." When Feng Biluo heard Feng Fuya call her "Mom," Feng Biluo felt as if her heart had been violently stimulated by something.
In an instant, his eyes reddened as he watched Feng Fuya burst into tears. Ji Huangquan, carrying firewood back, heard the crying and went inside, only to see Feng Biluo holding her daughter and sobbing, "Biluo..."
“Fuya called me Mom.” Feng Biluo said as she looked at Ji Huangquan. Upon hearing this, Ji Huangquan was slightly taken aback and wiped away Feng Biluo’s tears.
"This is a good thing, why are you crying?" Ji Huangquan couldn't help but feel a little helpless when he looked at Feng Biluo. When he heard this, Feng Biluo looked at Ji Huangquan.
"I don't know either, I just feel a little uncomfortable, really, really uncomfortable, I... just want to cry." Feng Biluo said as she looked at Ji Huangquan in front of her. Upon hearing this, Ji Huangquan looked at Feng Biluo and reached out to hug her.
Holding Feng Biluo in his arms, Ji Huangquan's expression was full of affection. "Biluo, I will stay by your side for the rest of my life and will never let you suffer any injustice," he said as he looked at Feng Biluo.
Upon hearing this, Feng Biluo glanced at Ji Huangquan, shed a tear, and then said with a complicated expression, "I'm done for."
Feng Biluo went back to check on the child and said directly to the child, "Call me Mom." Upon hearing this, Feng Fuya looked at Feng Biluo and chuckled.
“Mom…” Feng Biluo kissed Feng Fuya directly. When she looked at Feng Fuya, Feng Biluo’s heart was filled with something, her heart was filled with love for the child.
The floods have passed, and winter has arrived. This year's crops in Fengjia Village have not been affected, but other villages are basically starving and can only eat grass roots.
The people of Fengjia Village were very calm. Feng Biluo was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, which was not bought by anyone else but by Feng Biluo's spatial storage. However, she claimed that Ji Huangquan had bought it. At this moment, everyone's gaze towards Ji Huangquan changed, and they began to show some respect.
Although Ji Huangquan wasn't on the military's side at this time, he was still well-known there. He had been instrumental in the rescue efforts and the fight against the ghosts, so many people knew of his abilities.
At this moment, Ji Huangquan also realized that there were some things to be careful about, so when someone asked about Feng Biluo's clothes, he said, "Those are made of duck feathers and chicken feathers."
"What is that?" Upon hearing this, many people were slightly taken aback. Ji Huangquan then proceeded to explain the cotton-padded jacket.
"I learned this method when I was out there, how to properly handle chicken and duck feathers," Ji Huangquan explained. Many people were surprised when they heard it, but Ji Huangquan still maintained his authority.
Prestige was also present, so many people immediately started learning. Ji Huangquan didn't hold back and actually taught those people how to put the feathers inside their clothes. When they put on the down jackets, everyone couldn't help but be surprised.
"This coat is great! It's not heavy but it's very warm. I have to go back and tell my family." At this time, many people took the coat and told others about it.
Upon learning of this, the people of Qishan'ao began to learn how to use the feathers to make clothes. As a result, everyone was wearing down jackets. Of course, some people also saw a business opportunity and planned to make money from these down jackets.
However, it's not that easy to make. At least in this day and age, who would be willing to eat a lot of chicken? The reason they have these feathers is because it's the New Year. Otherwise, who would have these feathers?
Ji Huangquan was unaware of this matter, and even if he had, he wouldn't have cared. For any transmigrator, the goal is simply to get by; great wealth and status are not the objective of transmigrators.
So at times like this, no one really cares if someone uses down jackets to do business. But at this moment, Feng Biluo thought of something, and it really was possible.
Feng Biluo planned to go to the village chief. "You mean, we should open a down jacket factory?"
“Yes, and the chickens and ducks we raise can be sold directly to the people in the factory, and the duck meat can also be packaged and made into roast duck,” Feng Biluo said.
Feng Biluo knew how the roast duck was packaged and how the down jacket was made. At this moment, the village chief hesitated, "This will cost a lot of money."
"Yes, the villagers can raise money to set up a factory..." Private enterprises are not allowed, but if it is a public enterprise, then it is allowed. Some of the money will go to the state, and the rest will go to the lower levels.
Of course, this would require the villagers to step forward. When Feng Cun heard this, he hesitated. "Village chief... you see, right now our village is struggling. Why not give it a shot? The initial investment isn't much. I can help sell the chickens and ducks we raise. At most, we can agree on three rules: if we lose money, Ji Huangquan and I will compensate us, how about that?"
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