An autumn rain and a cool autumn, with the continuous drizzle with gusts of north wind, carrying the fallen leaves flying all over the sky, indicating that winter is coming.

"Wow, it's cold." Geng Qiu opened the door, and a gust of wind and rain whistled through the hall, and the temperature in the house dropped instantly.

"Close the door, it's cold. The wind is so strong, what kind of gate is opened. Ah Hao shouted. During this day and night, the temperature dropped a lot, and the weather became significantly colder.

Because of the rain, the family did not go out to work, in fact, not to mention that no one in their family went out, and no one was outside in the whole village. It's a cold day, it's raining, and it's not the busy farming season, so there's nothing to do and everyone is resting at home. After breakfast, Ah Hao had to punch in the hall, and then began to teach Brother Ning to squat and walk. Ah Hao was born in a family of military generals, and he has practiced kung fu since he was a child, and subconsciously began to let Ning Ge'er learn kung fu.

Geng Qiu watched Ah Hao's boxing with interest, and Ah Hao rarely boxed in front of him. He actually envied Ah Hao's skills, but he knew that he was old, and Ah Hao's kung fu was all killing, and his movements were beautiful at all, and every move was murderous, so it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to learn it. It is impossible for him to learn from squatting like Brother Ning, anyway, his skills are not bad now, and his strength is very great, it seems that the heavy physical labor is not without benefits, his physique is not much stronger than before, so let's take a look.

"Ah Qiu, it's only the end of September, and it's so cold. How cold is it in winter? I'm afraid that the firewood at home is not enough. The third uncle asked. After getting along these days, the third uncle obviously understands that these things have to be discussed with Geng Qiu, and Ah Hao definitely doesn't care, he loves hunting.

"There should be enough firewood for cooking rice, there are so many piles of firewood." Geng Qiu said indifferently. If it's not enough, the weather is good, and then pick it up slowly, anyway, there are many idlers at home. This Chai He is really not worried.

"If it's too cold in winter, you must burn the stove to roast the fire, and I'm afraid this firewood is not enough."

"yes. However, if you use firewood to bake the fire, the smoke is loud and smoky. I'm afraid it's better to burn charcoal. Geng Qiu said, his eyes lit up.

In modern life, he will also participate in barbecue activities from time to time, using charcoal with big roots and big roots, all ordinary charcoal, when burning, at the beginning of the smoke is very much, to burn red and burn prosperous, so that it will not smoke people. And when he was a child, when he was living in the countryside, he also saw every household put a jar at the mouth of the stove, put the thick wood blocks burned in the stove into the jar, cover it, and the charcoal was made. The charcoal from this can be used for roasting in winter, and everyone calls this charcoal charcoal.

He remembers that the family had never burned coal before, but his grandmother used this charcoal to stew soup for hot pot or roast in winter. Later, when the conditions were good, the stove burned briquettes. The briquettes are difficult to burn, so use this kind of charcoal to ignite the coal stove, throw a few pieces of such charcoal in the furnace, ignite the charcoal, and then put the briquettes on it, and slowly the briquettes will be burned, so the coal-burning people will prepare some of this charcoal, which is much better than firewood to make the stove.

Even now, some families in rural areas still do this. Thinking of these, he couldn't help but miss his grandparents in his hometown. He has been in this era for more than half a year, and he doesn't know what the situation is now? The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

Ah Hao supervised Brother Ning's practice, glanced over, saw the expression on Geng Qiu's face, and asked puzzledly: "Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just thinking about how to burn charcoal." Geng Qiu said that he also knew that he would never go back, so what was the use of thinking so much? I only hope in my heart that the two elders can spend the rest of their years peacefully. They are old, and it is estimated that they will not live for a few years.

Afraid that Ah Hao would see something, Geng Qiu hurriedly asked, "Third uncle, do you know how to make charcoal?" The kind of charcoal burning method he knows is completely the charcoal picked up at random in the stove of rural people, not only the quantity is small, but the quality is not very good, and it is necessary to sell it, so I am afraid that it will not work for a small fight.

"Where it will be fired, it will be used. However, charcoal is much more expensive than firewood. The third uncle smiled. In fact, he knows a little bit about it, but he doesn't know much about it.

"That's just me trying." Geng Qiu said regretfully.

Because hunting is too difficult, even if the harvest is good this time, it may not be possible to have so much harvest next time, and the weather is getting colder and colder, and it is not easy to survive in the wild. So Geng Qiu still hopes to make more of a living, this charcoal to sell, there is no shortage of wood in the mountains, firewood is not valuable, but charcoal is much more expensive.

If the people in the village unite and go into the mountains to burn thousands of catties of charcoal, they can always earn a few taels of silver. This is a good thing for everyone, because the villagers have extra income, and they will not just stare at their family to hunt and make money. The so-called do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from unevenness, for the time being, everyone takes advantage of his family's small advantage, there will be nothing, after a long time, they can often go hunting, and if they can't keep it, no one will be blushing.

From Ah Hao's scattered words when he was ill and the information he got from his test of Brother Ning's third uncle, he understood very well that Ah Hao's father was a big official, his house was raided, and his sister who was married was also affected. This kind of largesse can only be done by the imperial power. At present, Ah Hao and him, everyone in this family are fake hukou, this is really no way, so he hides in this poor ravine in a low-key manner. If you want to live in peace, you can't do anything too eye-catching. If you're not careful, you're afraid you'll lose your life. In these years, the ordinary people have no place to redress their grievances, not to mention that this family is still rejected by the royal family. In order to save your own life, you should be careful.

Geng Qiu thought about it seriously, searching for information about charcoal burning in his mind. He couldn't believe that he could find a villager who could burn charcoal, and it was estimated that this charcoal burning was also a craft, which was not as good as modern times in ancient times, and it was quite secret, and it would not be easy for outsiders to know. Besides, on a cold day, going into the mountains to burn charcoal, this time is not a short time, just based on his words, the villagers may not be willing to go.

"I'll go to the village chief first." Geng Qiu took the coat and hat and prepared to go out.

"What's the hurry. Rest at home. It's raining so hard, and I'm not afraid of getting drenched. If you go like this, will you burn charcoal? Ah Hao said.

"It's a bit of a doorway. Try it first. One person counts short, and three counts long. Maybe the village chief will. Geng Qiu said indifferently. He only offered a job that would bring income to the village, and it was not realistic for him to do it alone. He understands that he is no better than those protagonists who go through the play, are omnipotent, and are very popular.

Those protagonists, like glittering gold, will always have an endless stream of good ideas, no matter what industry they are in, they are all exceptionally good, what is it to burn charcoal, invent glass, soap and perfume, alcohol, all kinds of food, and even powerful weapons, etc. It's all at your fingertips. When he came here, it was a luxury to even be fed and clothed. Geng Qiu sighed in his heart: "It's really unfair. ”

I knew that if I wanted to go to this unknown ancient time, I shouldn't have studied any computer when I was in college, and I was much more useful than this computer to learn agriculture or something. No matter how bad it is, it's good to study a few more books that cross the red text, learn how to burn glass, make ice and salt, and make wine and paper. It's going to come in handy, too. Where is it like he usually only likes high-tech products, but those high-end mobile phones and computers have a fart here. It's not as good as a steamed bun.

"The village chief will, you can't just say it at will." The third uncle said cautiously.

"That's right. Who would tell outsiders about their unique craftsmanship generously. Brother Geng, why do I think you're getting stupider and stupider. Ah Hao smiled. Although he couldn't remember some things in his mind, it didn't mean that he didn't notice that Geng Qiu was a little different from before, but he couldn't explain it and didn't want to think about it. For now, he hopes that the family will be safe. Even if Geng Qiu is stupid, he can afford it. He's the head of the family anyway.

"Hey, hey. I'm stupid, well, I'm stupid. Geng Qiu was happy. Actually called him stupid, really. It's too face-giving.

"Haha." Brother Ning couldn't help laughing. The third uncle and three aunts also covered their mouths, not daring to let themselves laugh out loud.

"Cluck, cluck." Ah Niu saw that everyone was laughing, and he was happy to giggle.

"What are you laughing at, little scoundrel?" Geng Qiu himself laughed. Chubby Ah Niu, but he brought it up with one hand. Children also love to be close to him the most, Ah Hao is obviously a person who will not take children, he completely treats children as toys, he will tease and tease, and there is little time to really take care of him. He would rather chop more bundles of wood than be at home with children.

The child's cheerful laughter interrupted Geng Qiu's train of thought, and the family was happy, which was particularly warm on this cold and rainy day.