Seeing the seven village heads' faces turning red with excitement, Li Mengyue directly told them where the grain was stored.
"Village heads, the grain is right there. Besides the 110,000 kilograms purchased by the seven villages, I still have 90,000 kilograms, for a total of 200,000 kilograms. Please find a way to get the grain back. Just remember not to draw attention to yourself."
"Miss Li, you can rest assured. We all know that wealth should not be exposed. Moreover, everyone is short of food now, so we must store the food safely." Village chief Wang said.
Then Village Chief Zhou made another promise to Li Mengyue.
"Miss Li, we will bring the food back tonight."
"Um."
Li Mengyue believed that the seven village heads would be extremely cautious in matters related to food.
What she is worried about now is the extreme cold mini ice age, which is a natural disaster involving the entire northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Qingshan Prefecture happens to be at the boundary between the south and the north.
In the past, winters were not that cold, but many people still froze to death. We don’t know how cold it will be this year, so we must be prepared in advance.
The key point is that even though she knows in her heart that disaster is approaching them day by day, she cannot say it openly. She can only guide everyone to know that this winter will be colder and prepare winter supplies in advance.
"Village heads, building a reservoir inevitably requires felling trees. Keep the trees that can be used, and bring the branches and twigs down the mountain and store them for winter."
"Girl Yue, this is not your concern. Everyone knows that we get firewood every day when we cook, so it won't be wasted."
Seeing that Village Chief Li only mentioned lighting a fire and cooking, Li Mengyue had to mention it again.
"Grandpa Village Chief, I think this winter will be colder than usual. If we want to survive the winter safely, we need to prepare a lot of firewood, otherwise we may not be able to survive."
"Miss Li, what do you mean by that? Will this winter be even colder?" asked the village chief Zheng of Meihua Village.
"It's not going to get colder, it's going to be very cold. Anyway, every household should try their best to prepare firewood from now on, the more the better."
Some village heads believed what Li Mengyue said, but some others thought she was exaggerating.
But even though he thought that what Li Mengyue said about the unusually cold winter was unlikely, he still thought about going back and asking the villagers to store more firewood.
Anyway, every household needs to burn firewood on weekdays, so no matter how much firewood they have, it’s never too much.
If this happened in the past, everyone would have gone out to find work and would not be at home, so how would they have had time to get firewood?
But things are different today. With Li Mengyue's proposal to build a reservoir, villagers from seven villages have now taken action. They can earn ten cents a day working, and now they can earn two more cents when they go home to eat, making it twelve cents a day.
Of course, not all villagers can earn this money. Only strong laborers can do so. Children and the elderly are not included. They can collect firewood.
[Host, you asked the villagers to store firewood, so why not make honeycomb briquettes?]
[Of course not. Honeycomb briquettes will continue to be made, but the finished honeycomb briquettes need to be sold. Furthermore, the entire northern part of the Great Zhou is quite large, and the amount of honeycomb briquettes needed is estimated to be astronomical. No matter how much we make, it won't be enough to sell.]
[Then what are you going to do, host? Aren't you going to ask the villagers to do the work?]
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