Halfway through October, the weather is getting colder.

The ground was covered with snow-white frost, the weather was extremely gloomy, and the whirring cold wind was precipitous, and it felt like a heavy snow would fall at any time.

Xing'er was wearing a small short pendant made of mink, with a small scarf woven by herself around her neck, holding a sweater and pushing the door in, and put a pair of cold little hands into the quilt and stuffed it into Chen Xu's warm neck and laughed like a silver bell.

"Giggles, brother is a lazy pig, get up and have breakfast!"

Chen Xu stretched out his arm from the quilt and pushed the window open a crack to look out, a cold wind poured in, looking at the frost of white flowers all over the ground, he couldn't help but shiver and lay down again, and pulled up the quilt and covered his head and said, "What are you doing when it's so cold, let me sleep for a while!" ”

"Brother, get up, my mother has already helped you knit the sweater last night, and it won't be cold when you put it on!" Apricot said, pushing the quilt.

"Really?" Chen Xu poked his head out of the bed.

"Really, really, you see, I've already brought it!" Apricot held up an off-white sweater and shouted.

Well, Chen Xu felt that if he didn't get up, he would be troubled by this girl and couldn't sleep, so he could only sit up wrapped in the quilt again, took the sweater and looked at it, it was similar to the style he designed, and there was almost no difference from the sweaters of later generations, but the weaving was slightly deformed, but for Chen Jiang, a woman who knitted a sweater for the first time, it was already an epoch-making achievement, and she repeatedly dismantled and knitted this sweater, and it took half a month to stay up for several nights before finally weaving successfully.

The sweater is a little long, the sleeves are a little short, the neckline is a little big, and it is like a burlap pocket on the body, which is very unsightly, but it is undeniable that this is a real sweater, and there is no qualitative difference between the sweaters that were popular in later generations, and it is also very warm after wearing, and it is not easy to find fault except for not being good-looking.

When he went out to brush his teeth, wash his face and eat breakfast, Chen Jiang had been busy inside and outside the house all morning, and was sitting on the kang in the living room knitting a pair of woolen pants, and his movements were already very skillful.

"Mother, let's knit sweaters and pants for yourself and Xing'er first, I don't want to wear too thick pants!" Chen Xu was ready to weave it for himself as soon as he saw the size, so he hurriedly said.

"Xing'er and I have to work every day, it's inconvenient to wear too thick, you will sweat when you move, and you also use mink to make an inner coat, which is much warmer than a sweater, you often ride a horse to the town, the road is far and windy, if you don't wear a thick one, you are afraid of freezing damage, I don't think it now, when you are older, you will know the bitter ......" Chen Jiang's mouth nagged, but the movements in his hands did not slow down in the slightest.

Chen Xu knew that his persuasion was useless, so he had to go to the kitchen to eat with a wry smile, came out with a pancake and a bowl of porridge, and saw that the kings, kings, kings, and four big men were each wearing a burlap short coat and were exercising with a big sword in a clanging slash, so they squatted next to him and watched while eating.

Wang San, Wang Si and two people came back from Xianyang seven or eight days ago.

At the same time, he also brought back Xu Fu's letters.

The content of the letter was very simple, but it made Chen Xu depressed for a few days and didn't sleep well.

Xu Fu said in the letter that there was a Mojia monk named Huang Tianqiong in Qidi who gave a book to His Majesty the Emperor, saying that there were three ancient legendary sacred mountains thousands of miles away from the East China Sea, with immortals and immortal fairy grass on them, and asked him if he knew the legends of these sacred mountains and immortals, although it seemed vague, but Chen Xu instantly understood that history had not changed much because of his own appearance, although Xu Fu was brainwashed by himself and gave up asking Qin Shi Huang to go to sea to find the immortal mountain, but there were other people who made a move, In other words, history has not changed fundamentally because of Chen Xu's small actions, and what should have come is still coming.

And Chen Xu also asked Wang San and Wang Si about Wang Qian's condition, and the two were also vague, but they just said that they reassured him that the general was no longer in serious trouble after Xu Fu's careful diagnosis and treatment, which also made Chen Xu breathe a sigh of relief.

The only highest-level figure in Daqin he knows now is Wang Qian, and after a few days of getting along, they still have a good relationship with each other, and Wang Wu, Wang Qi and others are by their side and do not leave, Chen Xu can roughly guess a few points, this old man is afraid that he will be killed by others, whether it is protection or surveillance, when he does not have much self-preservation, this is a kind of help in the snow, and he is worthy of his gratitude.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Wu and the others also put away their big swords to wipe their sweat and clothes, and Chen Xu also finished eating two pancakes and two bowls of porridge, and then wiped his mouth and took four free thugs and bodyguards to Faqinghe Town.

While it hasn't snowed yet, he has to do as much as he can do, and he can't do it as much as possible, before the beginning of spring, steel must see the results, as long as there is steel, it is not much necessary to go to Wancheng Ma Boyuan to be a small official, since Jiangbei Pavilion can't get him to Xianyang, he can find a way to find Zhao Qing or simply let Wang Jian get himself to Xianyang to meet Qin Shi Huang, and use steel to impress Qin Shi Huang.

But before that, he still needs to prepare a few things.

Because of the arrival of winter, the merchants who come and go from the south to the north are almost completely cut off, and Qinghe Town is in a remote mountain, and no one comes, and there are almost no passers-by, and the workshops have slowly stopped working, so after winter, Qinghe Town has become much colder.

However, this kind of desertion is only relative, the blacksmith shop and the sugar and liquor shop are still very lively during this time, so the villagers wear thick clothes, wrap their hands in their sleeves, and wear all kinds of shabby cloth or leather hats around these two workshops to watch the excitement.

In the warehouse where the sugar and liquor workshop often used to store wine for fermentation, a huge wood was placed, about three zhang long, about six feet thick, split in half and separated by one foot, the heart of the giant wood was hollowed out a circular groove, and the wooden frame made of rough wood was firmly fixed on the ground, and a huge bluestone brick was cushioned below, and the whole was slightly inclined.

This is the wood press of oil extraction, just this wood felled down from the mountain to the sugar and wine workshop took four days, and then sawed it took three days, and it took nearly ten days to make it into the shape in front of you, of which it took eight days just to hollow out the heart of the tree and dig out the round groove, and nearly 200 adult villagers were used successively, just the hemp rod of the chisel axe blacksmith shop was built with a few apprentices for several days, and the whole process was almost a replacement without changing the guard day and night in the processing, and finally the wood press was successfully made in about half a month. In order to get a bite of vegetable oil, Chen Xu used it passively.

But fortunately, it is the winter farming season, and everyone has almost nothing to do, otherwise this matter alone will not be completed in two or three months.

There were many people in the storehouse, and even more people in the courtyard, all crowded at the door to look inside, and the noise and noise could be heard in the village.

"Get out of the way, Ridian is here~!" When Chen Xu, Wang Wu and the others rode in, as some people shouted loudly, these people immediately got out of the way and saluted and greeted each other.

"Okay~" Chen Xu smiled and nodded all the way into the warehouse, and Lu Gen and Liu Erwa, who were working on several sides, also quickly stopped and saluted.

"Excuse me, can you start squeezing oil today?" Chen Xu asked impatiently.

"It should be okay, the wood press has been placed steadily, the wooden wedge and the wood are also ready, just wait for the ground tea tree fruit to be steamed in the pot and you can try it!" Liu Erwa, as the main designer and producer of the wooden press, looks full of confidence.

"Okay, then let's get started, hopefully one success!" Chen Xu's mood suddenly improved.

"Ready to start!" The reed roots of the sugar and wine workshop roared quite imposingly, and more than a dozen helpers immediately took off their thick coats and began to get busy, some took out the bundled hemp corn, some began to arrange and weave the brand-new bamboo hoops, and some began to check the hemp rope that tied the wood, and there were also a few helpers in the yard who began to light the fire in the earthen stove where the sugar was boiled, even the villagers who watched the excitement rolled up their sleeves and began to help carry the pottery jar and sack with the crushed tea tree fruit, and the sound of shouting came and went, and the whole sugar and wine workshop instantly became more lively.

Just when the sugar and wine shop was boiling, two young men wearing fur coats and fur hats appeared outside the courtyard of the sugar and wine shop with horses, looked at the commotion inside, looked at each other suspiciously, bolted the horses, and then walked to the back of the crowd and tiptoed to look inside.

"A few days ago, I heard Lidian say that this tea tree fruit oil is nutritious and delicious, and the cooking is particularly fragrant, I don't know what it tastes like!" A villager in a thick patched winter coat licked his mouth.

"As long as Lidian gets it out, we will definitely be able to taste it, and I heard Lu Gen say that if we can really squeeze out the oil, each household can divide two taels!"

"I also heard that Lu Gen and Liu Erwa can get two catties per household, why can we only divide two taels? It's not fair. A skinny man in thin clothes muttered discontentedly.

"You are looking for a smoke, dare to say that Lidian is unfair, I asked you, what have you done for our Qinghe Town, you are an idle and contemptuous person who wanders around the town all day long, and you dare to say bad things about Lidian." A middle-aged man next to him immediately looked back at the person who spoke dissatisfied.

"That is, Lord Lidian is busy every day, building primary schools, building health centers, building medicine workshops, manufacturing quyuan plough rakes, and buying so many worthless medicinal materials and mountain goods with money, how can you ever enjoy half of the benefits yourself, haven't you drunk the wine and vinegar in the sugar and wine shop? Haven't tasted sugar? You haven't eaten the steamed buns in the elementary school cafeteria? This tea tree fruit was purchased by him from the south hundreds of miles and thousands of miles away, you didn't pay a penny but got two taels of oil for nothing, what do you want? Another elderly villager directly rebuked him angrily.

"Yes, this wood press from tree cutting to production, are all operated by You Juan and carpenter Liu Erwa and others, Lu Gen is the manager of the sugar and wine workshop, and he is busy every day and does not dare to be lazy at all, it is reasonable for them to have a little more, how can others have such contempt for you, if there is no Lidian, how can we have such a rich situation in Qinghe Town, if I hear you slander Lidian again, be careful that a certain fist does not recognize people!" A black-robed teenager directly showed his fist and threatened.

So under the reprimand of a group of people around him, this guy shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak again.

The two young men who had come in at the back of the crowd looked at each other again, and the confusion on their faces was even worse.

"Brother Chen, this Lidian seems to be very popular with the people!"

"What Brother Ying said is that I have traveled to the Central Plains and the north and south, and I have never seen anyone comment on officials like this, and this person is worth visiting!"

"Good~"

While talking, the two asked the onlookers about the situation in Qinghe Town, and the time quickly passed for nearly an hour.