He Youyou remained calm, holding the ice cube still until the flames grew larger.
Then some dry thatch was brought in, and the pile finally caught fire completely.
"Success!" He Youyou put down the ice and rubbed her sore arms.
The crowd then cheered.
Han Wenzheng jumped three feet high.
He Youyou continued, "Ali, this is an essential skill for survival in the snow: the ice shard fire-making method. If you are trapped in the wilderness, you can use this method to make fire, which can keep you warm and also be used to cook food."
"Yes, Mother, I have remembered," Han Wenzheng said respectfully.
He Youyou added, "There's another problem with surviving in the snow: frostbite. Severe frostbite can lead to skin ulceration, so it's important to take it seriously. The simplest way is, of course, to wear gloves and wrap your whole body up, and try not to expose your skin. If you absolutely have to expose your hands, then apply animal fat to your dry skin, which can help prevent frostbite to some extent."
As she spoke, she took out a jar of lanolin from her sleeve and applied a thick layer to Han Wenzheng's hands.
As the two were talking, they saw Butler Qian rushing over with someone.
"Mistress, Zhang the hunter from the next village has arrived."
As Butler Qian shifted his position, the figure of the person behind him was revealed.
The man was a strong and muscular fellow, wearing a coat made of animal hide, carrying a woodcutter's knife, and a bow and arrows on his back.
“Madam Han,” Zhang the hunter greeted her.
He Youyou said to him, "Hunter Zhang, I'm sure Steward Qian has already explained to you why we invited you here?"
"Yes," Zhang the hunter nodded.
He Youyou pulled Han Wenzheng over: "This is my son, Han Wenzheng. I'll need your guidance over the next few days."
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