In the early morning, it was gray outside.

The sky was scattered with white snowflakes, falling to the ground, accumulating into a thick white quilt.

"This is the ...... the hell" Jing Qi looked outside, couldn't help but stomp his feet, and kept rubbing his hands on the fire pit.

He didn't sleep well last night, it was so cold that he woke up several times in the night.

"Chief, I'm afraid I won't be able to start work today......" someone next to him reminded anxiously.

"This year's task has only been completed by less than two percent, but this grain has been consumed by three percent, hey......" Jing Qi couldn't help but sigh.

The mining area is already inhospitable and the temperature is relatively cold.

At first, everyone didn't think there was any difference, but later someone from the court said that it was necessary to make the porridge in the mining area non-stop, which could be thinner.

Every half hour, the farmers who open the mine are given a bowl of water to keep warm.

Basically, this pot has just been boiled, and the pot doesn't need to be brushed, just pour water and rice and boil it, which is basically just enough.

But even so, this winter has been a tough one.

"All mines should be the same, right?" Someone said.

"Chief, you have to find a way, you must not go on like this, something will happen!" Qiao Guan, the medical officer in charge of this area, hurriedly walked into the house, and said eagerly, but his steps went directly to the side of the fire pit.

It is to dig a pit in the ground and build a fire directly.

Since the house is simple, it is just a few thick pieces of wood as a frame, and the outside is covered with layers of hay.

On weekdays, it's okay to shelter a little wind, block a little rain or something, but it can't be too long.

If it rains for a day or two in a row, or if it rains heavily, it's basically through.

And the most feared thing is snow.

Although the hay can be full to a certain extent, it is not very effective.

The first snow melts on the roof, the temperature drops, and then it seeps down and begins to turn into ice, which is covered with new snow.

Basically, a semi-igloo state will be formed, and the biggest role of the igloo is not to heat, but to prevent wind from being taken away from more heat, so as to achieve the effect of full warmth.

If you really do the math, the temperature in the house is actually below freezing.

Even in the afterlife, you won't be able to stand it if you don't wear thicker clothes.

Not to mention now.

As the chief official of this mining area, Jing Qi even woke up several times in the night, and his hands were almost stiff.

What about the most ordinary people?

"What's going on now?" Jing Qi asked, in fact, he was mentally prepared.

"More than 20 people have a fever, and hundreds of people have a cold!" Qiao Guan said with deep concern.

"So much?" Jing Qi was taken aback.

During this time, I have not learned much about these symptoms, and the fever at this time is generally caused by wind chill.

And the wind chill is actually a cold, and this is contagious.

Hundreds of people have been infected with the wind chill overnight, and if this is not dealt with in time, I am afraid that half of the camp will be infected with the wind cold tomorrow, and in a few days, I am afraid that there will not be a healthy person here.

"Most of them have some signs when they are working, and they can't be full at night, and many people are awakened by the cold." Qiao Guan spread his hands.

He was also helpless, and there was no way to do it at all.

Ginger soup, rice porridge, almost in turns.

They have tried every means to increase the heat in the people's bodies, but the calories they replenish cannot stop the cold air from all directions.

In the end, it is because they have too few clothes to protect themselves from the cold.

There are even people who are now wearing winter clothes left over from the Qin Dynasty.

It sounds like a winter coat, but it is actually sewn together by two pieces of cloth, and the middle is filled with a variety of soft hay to block the penetration of cold air, but the warmth effect is really average.

"Is the medicine enough?" Jing Qi frowned and asked, the most feared thing still happened.

"Enough, medicine, ginger soup, it's really not good to let them keep drinking hot water to relieve it for a while, but it really can't go on like this, it's not the coldest time!" Qiao Guan reminded again.

"Then the only thing to do is to stop work and let him return home!" Jing Qi shook his head, it seems that this year's task will definitely not be completed.

But the decision to stop work and let them go home is not something you can do.

"No, you can't let them go now, in case they go back and dye the wind and cold to their families, and then to other people, it will be even more difficult to control at that time, and even if they are released, they must be released when nothing goes wrong." Qiao Guan directly refused.

This season, a single person can freeze to death when a neighbor walks through the door.

Not to mention letting these people from dozens of miles around walk home.

There was no hot porridge and hot water supply on the way, and if they walked back with such thin clothes, at least half of them would catch the cold.

There are still medicines and ginger specially allocated by the imperial court in the camp, although they cannot be supplied at full capacity, but at least they can be relieved for a while.

If you are sick at home, if you are richer, you will go to get medicine.

But according to the urine nature of people in this year, they basically lie at home and drink hot water.

When it's really time to resist it, then let's talk about it.

None of them are rich people, and they are not hypocritical, and they will not go to the doctor to get medicine as soon as they are sick.

Whoever goes, either has money, or really can't bear it.

"I won't start work today, I'll report to the above, you will do your best to treat it first, and then instruct it to go down, today's porridge will be canceled, and all will be changed to ginger soup and hot water......" Jing Qi hurriedly instructed, and felt that it was too troublesome, so he shook his head again and said: "Forget it, send the ginger down, let them boil it in the house by themselves, keep boiling and drinking, don't stop......"

This snowfall is not only a headache for Jingqi, but also for factories in various mining areas.

Luoyang's expansion plan has also stopped, and it is impossible to start construction at this time.

But they didn't want to be idle, so they built a shed and did something they could do in it to save time for future work.

Similarly, the king in the Luoyang palace was not hungry and worried.

Today's cold has refreshed his perception of ancient cold, this is really cold, Wang Buyu feels that this is the coldest year he has experienced in his two lives.

In the mining area, after receiving the notice that work will not start today, everyone breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Although there is no money to be made if you don't start work, if you want to make money, you have to think about whether you have the life to spend it.

This ghost weather, it's really torturing people to die or live.

"What are you doing, little ghost? Didn't you hear that there will be no work today? An elderly man yelled at the little imp who was walking out with a tool.

"Ji Bo, I'll go outside and dig some soil and come back to repair the house!" The little ghost showed a mouthful of blackened teeth at the old man and said with a grin.

"Don't toss, lie down and save some energy!" The old man shook his head, and he had a bubble in his brain to repair the house.

Besides, what's there to fix in this house?

The basic plate is placed here, a chase shop that can hold 100 people.

The smell in the house is even more sour, don't want it.

It's the smell of sweat, not the smell of feet.

The feet of these people do not stink.

I don't believe that you wear straw sandals every day for ten or eight years, and see if your feet still stink?

The house is a simple makeshift house, and the way it was built was very simple.

Build a frame out of wood, then tie the hay heads together with a straw rope to make a bamboo curtain, and then hang it on the frame.

layer upon layer, this forms a wall of grass.

Able to block out some wind, but not too much.

But against the cold air, then don't think about it.

Although there is a fire in the house, due to the characteristics of this type of house, special care is required to light the fire.

The fire can't be lit big, basically there are only a few firewood burning at a time, although there are a lot of lights, basically there is a pile every other step, but the area of the house is also very large, this fire is not enough to see, at most it is a crowd of people who come to join in the fun.

The imp just smiled, didn't respond, and continued to turn around and walk outside.

There's a lot of dirt here, so there's no shortage of it at all.

The imp dug a bucket of dirt next to the drain he had dug earlier at the door, then returned to the house and piled it up next to the fire.

Even the soil is frozen, and if the little ghost doesn't use the tools to dig for mining, I'm afraid he really won't be able to dig it out.

Seeing this, the little ghost was not in a hurry.

Anyway, if you can't start work today, there is a high probability that you won't be able to start work tomorrow.

I simply went outside to get a lot of dirt in, and at the same time sat on the fire with water.

If you want to use frozen soil, you must thaw it, the temperature in the house is not enough, natural thawing is not possible, throw it into the fire?

I was afraid that the fire would be extinguished, so I had to let the soil slow down for a while, and then use hot water to mix the mud to let him thaw in the process.

Taking advantage of the slightest temperature, the little ghost who was alive in the mud came directly to a grass wall with a bucket, squatted down and began to spread the soil evenly on the grass.

"......"

"What are you doing, little ghost?"

"Are you trying to kill us, kid?"

"Get out, if you want to die by yourself, don't want to pull us along, why ask for someone? Turtle Sun ......"

"That is, touch your conscience and think about it, when are we sorry for you? What a black-hearted guy......"

"No...... I don't have it......"