Chapter 17 New Clothes (Two More Collections)

The rustling sound outside the house lasted all night, like a spring silkworm chewing on a mulberry leaf. Whisper softly.

Early the next morning, Lu Heng was woken up by the low temperature in the house.

The charcoal fire in the small stove in the room had been extinguished, and Lugay opened it and reached out. There was not a bit of temperature in the small stove.

It should have been out for a long time.

No wonder I slept so cold last night! In this era, coal was not widely used, and most people still used firewood at home, and there was less charcoal. However, the charcoal burns quickly, so its temperature does not last overnight.

I wonder if Shanxi's coal has been mined? Taking advantage of the lack of development of the market, do you want to open a small coal mine, and then get some back and become a small coal boss?

After a while, Lu Heng scolded himself with a smile in his heart, shook his head and threw these thoughts out.

At this time, coal mining cannot be done on a large scale. If you want to achieve large-scale profits, you have to think about the mining and excavation equipment, conveyor belts, turnarounds, and tracks. Then, if you want to make these devices, you have to upgrade steel and industrialize ...... rubber.

Just because the temperature of the small stove lasts less than the next day, I have to do these messy things, isn't it a pain!

Lu Heng shook his head and smiled, rubbed his hands, and sighed towards his palm. Roll up your sleeves and remove the ashes from the small stove. Then, I picked up the small black basket with charcoal, prepared to go out and get some charcoal, and hurried to make a fire.

Pushing open the door, a crisp cold air greeted you.

The world outside the house has become a silver world. The tranquil Jiangning City was covered with a thick layer of snow. It's like a beautiful woman in a white mink coat. In the yard, the peach tree, still hanging with a few dry leaves, wrapped in fluffy snowflakes, a bright bird that got up early in the morning, stood on the branch, chirped twice, flapped its wings, and the falling snowflakes flew down one after another.

At this point, the snow had actually stopped. Occasionally, the wind blew, and the snowflakes on the roofs, branches, and walls were blown down and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

"It's snowing?" Lu Heng stood at the door, looking at the silver-covered world outside, and muttered in his heart.

At this moment, the door of the west wing creaked open. A woman wearing a thick red cloak stood delicately at the door like plum blossoms blooming in the wind in winter.

She quietly looked at the silver world outside, her sideburns dancing in the wind. With a quiet smile on her face, the woman hooked her fingers, lifted a trace of hair on her cheeks, and looked towards Lu Heng.

"Uncle, get up!" The woman smiled, like a peach blossom.

On the morning of the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month of the third year of the Great Zhou Qingyuan, the snow fell on Jiangning City, and a woman like a fairy stood in front of the dilapidated door, with low eyebrows and a smile. The fiery red cloak on his body shook with the cold wind, and he had a heroic look.

When it snowed, I felt that there was a New Year's flavor.

The children outside secretly brought some firecrackers from their homes, and gathered in groups of three or five, showing off to each other whose firecrackers were louder.

But when a child is brave enough to light a two-kicker. All the children scattered like birds and beasts, hiding far away, covering their ears, and looking at the smoking second kick from afar.

Then, after the second kick flew into the sky with a deafening sound, all the children cheered. And the child who lit the second kick was proud, as if he had become a little hero.

Lu Heng stood at the gate of the courtyard and quietly looked at the children who were playing by the Qinhuai River. Seeing the children having fun playing with firecrackers, I wanted to buy some myself.

After all, the custom in the north is to keep the three treasures of the New Year, dumplings, firecrackers, and firecrackers.

Without firecrackers, it wouldn't taste like that.

"Uncle, the meal is almost ready, what are you going to do?" Liu Qingqing stood at the door, wearing a plaid apron around her body, and called softly.

Lu Heng shook the snow on his feet, turned back to his sister-in-law and said with a smile: "I'll go buy some firecrackers and come back, well, there are other New Year's goods!" ”

"Firecrackers?" Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng, who had already strode out, and shook his head with a smile.

It's such a big person, and like a child, thinking about setting off firecrackers.

"Come back soon!" Liu Qingqing shouted at the door.

"Oh, got it!" Outside the courtyard, Lu Heng's clear voice came.

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In the market, many shops have hung fiery red lanterns, and various Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the pillars at the entrance. The shopkeeper also stood at the door with a beaming face, smiling and saying something to the customers.

At this time, Lu Heng was standing at the door of a ready-to-wear store with two lanterns under his arms and a large basket of firecrackers in his hands.

Thinking of the whitewashed cyan dress on Liu Qingqing's body, he smiled and walked in.

"Yo, this guest officer, what kind of clothes do you want to buy?" The shopkeeper greeted him warmly, and after taking the things in Lu Heng's hand, he asked with a smile.

Lu Heng walked around the store, then pointed to a light blue lace dress on the wall and said, "That dress, take it down and I'll take a look!" ”

"Yo, you have a good eye, guest officer. This studded silk dress is the best sold in the shop. You bought it for your wife, right? The shopkeeper asked enthusiastically as he removed the long skirt from the shelf.

Lu Heng just smiled and didn't explain.

This kind of thing, the more you explain, the more chaotic it becomes. Looking at the lewd smile of the shopkeeper, he actually made up his mind to pay attention to it. Why bother talking about it?

"I wonder how big Madame is wearing?" The shopkeeper talked about taking off the skirt and suddenly thought of this problem.

Lu Heng held his chin and thought for a while, then gestured his brow and said, "Well, so high." By the way, don't get too fat with your waistline! ”

"Look!" The shopkeeper shook her skirt in the air and placed it on the counter. Quickly threaded the needle and thread, and sat up on the spot.

After a while, the boss pulled out the needle and thread, carefully spread the skirt and said, "Look, do you like it?" ”

Lu Heng nodded: "Yes, the boss is very skilled!" How much? ”

The boss rubbed his hands and smiled: "You are the first customer of the small shop today, you are cheaper, four taels of silver ......"

"Jin Zhang, in the future, this son will not dare to collect money when he buys things!"

Just after the boss said the words of four taels of silver, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door.

Lu Heng shook his head and smiled, turned his head to look at the woman with a light veil on her face, and greeted with a smile: "Hello, eldest lady!" ”

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