Fucheng ushered in the first snow of winter.

Qin Xiang pushed open the door, only to find that the ground was white, and it seemed that the snow had been falling since last night.

"Boss, you're awake." Xiaoyu stood in the yard with a smile with hot water, "It's cold today, you can add more clothes." ”

She slept too late last night, and she was not awake at this time, and she was blown by the cold wind in a daze, but she came back to her senses.

"What about the two little ones?"

"The little boy and the young lady got up early, and they have used breakfast."

"...... so early"

"It's not early, it's a minute."

"It's so late...... Qin Xiang shook his head and yawned, "I can't sleep so late in the future, I always feel like I can't wake up." ”

Xiaoyu was quick with his hands and feet, served the hot water, went to the cage to get a thicker coat, and rolled a furry cloak and took it out.

"Do you want some food and vegetables? There was porridge water in the kitchen, and there was still some left. ”

"No, let's go to the street and eat a bowl of somen noodles." Qin Xiang pressed her lower abdomen, she was sleepy these days, and her waist was a little sore, it seemed that her aunt was coming.

Alas, she misses her little Sophie angel, and in this age of no sanitary napkins, women are having too hard time.

She sewed a few aunt towels by herself, which were improved according to later generations, but the belt tied around her waist was as comfortable as the intimate little wings.

"Cook me some ginger syrup later, it's a little cold in my stomach."

When Xiaoyu heard this, she became anxious, "The owner is here for a menstrual matter?" Do you want to go to a gynecologist and have a look? ”

"It's okay, just keep warm."

The bones of the original body are not good, although there is a beautiful face, but it is only from a poor family, and it has not been well recuperated. After marrying Han Yunxiao, life went a little smoother. In the past, when the big winter was the menstrual event, it was necessary to wash clothes with cold water.

It stands to reason that she has a good life after marrying Han Yunxiao, but she wants to take all her family wealth back to her mother's family to fill the hole in Qin Dong, and Qin Xiang doesn't know what to say. Probably because of the different way of thinking, she has a modern education and knows what equality is. However, as far as the original body is concerned, it is also spurned in this era.

She gave all the money to her mother's family, and she didn't leave much of herself, and her life was in a daze, which was not the root of the disease. When it comes to small days, it is really miserable.

Qin Xiang never thought of herself as an Iron Lady, but she was almost beaten by this surging aunt, and she couldn't wait to hang herself with a rope. Later, it was carefully cared for, and the condition was slightly better.

But how can the chronic illness accumulated over the years be so easy to recuperate. She was really busy these days, so she emptied her body, and then her reaction was more violent.

Qin Xiang pressed his sore waist and secretly warned himself that it was important to make money, but his body should not be sloppy.

After drinking a bowl of hot milk, Qin Xiang wore a neat dress and went out.

The carriage was already waiting outside the door, and the driver was a young man from the skill hall, named Wang Sanlang. Come to think of it, being able to drive a car is a craft, and not everyone can drive a horse-drawn carriage.

Wang Sanlang learned the technique of driving a cart in the skill hall, whether it was a horse-drawn cart, an ox cart or a donkey cart. Qin Xiang's original coachman broke his leg just after entering the winter, and Wang Sanlang took it.

He was a talkative guy and never stopped talking along the way.

One moment he said that there was anything new in which shop, and then he said that there was something rare recently. Even which family has newly married a daughter-in-law, and who has been beaten by his wife, it is all clear.

Qin Xiang listened to it while slandering, if this kid is placed in modern times, he is definitely a good material for entertainment.

Somen noodles are eaten at a noodle stall on the street, and the noodle stall is run by an old couple, and the craftsmanship is very good.

When he saw Qin Xiang, he began to roll noodles and noodles with a smile.

Qin Xiang is a regular customer of this family, and he especially likes the noodles of this family.

As for the ones with a bit of meat, she always felt that they were not good outside.

The ingredients she chooses are carefully selected. Not to mention those vegetables and fruits, especially the meat to be used, you can't be sloppy.

The pigs raised here are not gelding, the taste of pork is very fishy, and the meat quality is too dry, so only the poor people are willing to eat it. The rich man eats chickens, ducks, fish and sheep.

Sheep at this time is the best source of meat.

Qin Xiang occasionally buys it to eat, but she prefers pork. Because pork is cooked in a variety of ways, it is also more acceptable.

The pigs of Yimingju are specially raised by farmers to ensure the quality of the meat, so as to become a well-known restaurant.

Especially in this era when there are no stir-fried dishes, those stir-fried vegetables and stews in Yimingju are just like the delicious ones that can only be eaten in Asgard.

After breakfast, we will go to the shop, and then to the oil refinery and woodworking workshop.

If there is still time, turn to the south of the city to see the garment factory.

Qin Xiang almost came over like this every day, either inspecting the shop or having some novel ideas.

Winter is in the blink of an eye, and the cream in the makeup store sells excellently. Even girls from poor families are willing to pay for a can of the cheapest to wipe their faces.

In the cold winter months, if you have a chapped skin, it can be a terrible thing.

"Not really." When it comes to this, Xiaoyu is particularly experienced. "Usually in winter, this cheek and fingers will be cracked, and it hurts badly. Now that I have a jar of paste, my hands and face are very moisturized, and I am no longer afraid. ”

As for those who could not afford it, they used the lard that they had made at home.

Qin Xiang was very embarrassed in his heart, half emotional, half happy.

"By the way, Xiaoyu who went to Linxian is also coming back." When she thought of this, she teased Xiaoyu and said, "You all have the same name." ”

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and sneered: "Who wants to have the same name as him, it's very unlucky." My big name is Tian Yuer, and his name is Zhang Xiaoyu. ”

Qin Xiang couldn't stop laughing when he saw her disgust.

Zhang Xiaoyu was a guy who bought it with Xiaoshan, with quick hands and feet, and a shrewd mind, and was later promoted by Qin Xiang to be the shopkeeper and take care of the shop.

And Tian Yuer also bought it from the dental store. She claimed that her name was Xiaoyu, and as for Tian Yu'er's name, she later took it herself.

"My father used to call me Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, but it didn't rain on the day my mother gave birth to me, so he didn't bother to name it. If you want me to say, it's better to call a big girl than this. When Tian Yu'er said this, her eyes were full of disdain.

She was sold to Yaxing by her family, and the existence where they lived was called Tianjia Village, because of the disaster, she, a female girl who did not produce anything, was sold for rice and grain.

Therefore, Xiaoyu has no good impression of his family at all.

"It's okay to sell it, otherwise you will be married to a fool as a daughter-in-law."

As they spoke, they went to the shop.

Next door is Zhao's shopkeeper's ready-to-wear shop, which is still lively in this cold winter.

When Qin Xiang passed by, Shopkeeper Zhao was greeting guests at the door. As soon as he turned around, he saw it, and hurriedly greeted her: "Qin Dongjia, do you have time to come to the shop today?" Is the supply stable at the garment factory? The winter clothes are selling really well these days. ”

Qin Xiang actually didn't do anything, because the meat that the mainstream in this era is still mutton. It's a pity that some people make sheepskin, but they don't make much use of wool, and they are just discarded.

Just in time for Han Yunxiao to leave, Qin Xiang wanted to find something for himself to divert his attention, so he set his eyes on the wool. I found an old craftsman to make a spinning wheel, spun some wool thread, and knitted a small shoulder for each of the two small balls.

This is a craft she used to learn from her grandmother in the village, and even compared with those big-name ready-to-wear, it is not bad at all.

Qin Xiang had long been accustomed to this kind of practice, who knew that Xiaoyu was shocked when he saw it, and swore that he would definitely make money.

And it is an additional product of obtaining mutton, which has no value. And if you raise a sheep, you should also shear it in the summer, so as not to cause heat stroke to the sheep. Therefore, Qin Xiang used an incredibly low price to get the wool.

The wool is sent to the processing plant, where it is processed and then handed over to the women workers, who can make good sweaters either with rods or crochets.

Garment factories have high requirements for female sewing workers, but the requirements for female knitting sweaters are so high. A girl aged seven or eight is fine, and a forty-five-year-old mother-in-law is fine. And it is paid by the piece, so there is no need to worry about someone being lazy.

However, for women workers, wages are secondary. There is a stove in the factory, which is very warm, and the food is still in charge. When they stay at home, they not only have to pay for firewood, but also have to eat. When you go to the factory, not only do you not need firewood, but you can also eat enough.

For a time, weaving women became a popular profession, and there was an endless stream of applicants.

Because of the large number of people and the speed of weaving, it will not only be sent to Zhao's shopkeeper's ready-to-wear shop, but also taken away by merchants and sold to other cities.

In winter, the weather gradually turns colder. Sweaters are inexpensive, and poor families can afford them even if they grit their teeth. Rich people, on the other hand, will choose the ones with softer wool, better workmanship, and better patterns.

"Ever since we got sweaters in the shop, this business has been great."

Qin Xiang and Shopkeeper Zhao talked for a while, and then went to the back kitchen where they were eating chicken.

It was cold and there was not much in the shop. However, with the addition of some hot mashed potatoes and some hot drinks, it has gained a lot of supporters.

When Qin Xiang and Xiaoyu were each holding a cup of milk tea and sipping, a black-faced man hurriedly came in from outside.

As soon as he saw Qin Xiang, he arched his hand and said, "Fortunately, the task assigned by the owner has finally been completed." ”

Qin Xiang gave the man a look, and the two went upstairs.

"How's it going?"

"I started the investigation from Xijing, checked all the way to the border gate, and finally determined the ......"

Qin Xiang's expression became more and more nervous when she heard him speak, and it wasn't until he finished speaking that she said uncertainly, "You said he ...... Went to war? But he ......"

Qin Xiang originally wanted to say why Han Yunxiao went to war, he wasn't even a soldier. But the memories of the past kept flooding her mind, and those doubts of the past were strung together, and she finally confirmed them.

She always felt that Han Yunxiao was different from other hunters, maybe it was because he had been in the army, so he was so special.