Even in the cold winter, there is nothing to do with cotton clothes.

The rich wore fur and brocade clothes, while the poor sewn and mended the clothes that could no longer be worn out on weekdays into thick clothes, and then poured some bark and grass stalks into them, and survived the winter.

If you can't survive, you will freeze to death, which is also the reason why the mortality rate of people in this era is relatively high.

In this case...... Ning Yan glanced down at her son, who was not as tall as her thighs, she didn't want Xiao Baozi to be so sad in winter.

Even if you don't have a down jacket, you have to have a padded jacket.

It's just that the original owner doesn't even have anything related to cotton in his memory, and if he wants to plant cotton, I'm afraid he has to rely on these seedlings.

The little boy standing in front of Ning Yan thought that Ning Yan was a rare vegetation planted by his master, and he didn't know that someone had already started the idea of potting plants.

"Ning Niangzi, do you want to see Mr.?" The boy shouted again.

Ning Yan turned his head, nodded with a smile, and looked at the white and tender boy who was just the opposite of Ning Youyu's image, revealing a loving smile like an aunt.

The boy shuddered and looked up at the sun hanging in the sky.

The sun is so good, I have goosebumps, I'm afraid I'm provoking something unclean, and I'll let Mr. take a look at it later.

Ning Yan walked to Mr. Xue's study, looked at the books piled up in the study, and then looked at Mr. Xue, his eyes were a little more scrutinizing.

Books from these years are extremely precious.

In this era, most of the descriptions of talents are expressed by the five cars of learning.

According to the literal meaning, you can know that you can be called a genius after reading the book of five cars.

I'm afraid that this person who is very famous in the village in front of me is not simple.

None of this had anything to do with her, though.

She came here because of the village chief's words, looking for the person in front of her to look at feng shui.

"Mr. Xue......"

"Wait a minute!" Before Ning Yan's words could be finished, he was interrupted by Mr. Xue.

Mr. Xue didn't raise his head, he held the wolf hair in his hand, and silently showed the map of the Xuan Dynasty on the rice paper, of course, this kind of map was a little imperfect in Ning Yan's opinion. It's even rough, but in this era, there are few people who can travel all over the country, and it is more difficult to draw a map, and the identity of the old man in front of him seems to be even more worthy of scrutiny.

After drawing the map, Mr. Xue raised his head and found that Ning Yan's gaze fell on the map of the Xuan Dynasty, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his gray beard also trembled, he would not think that Ning Yan knew the map of the Xuan Dynasty.

"Little Lady Ning is here for something?"

"If you want to build a house, please show me Feng Shui."

"Well, if you're not in a hurry, I'll go over tomorrow."

"Then thank you, sir."

After explaining the purpose clearly, Ning Yan was about to leave, lowered his head, and found that Ning Youyu was staring at the books on the shelf, and his eyes were hot.

Ning Yan was embarrassed, she didn't work so hard when she was studying, and the scumbags had a natural admiration for good students.

My son wants to study, and that's a good thing.

Pulling Ning Youyu out of the Xue family's courtyard, Ning Yan asked, "Want to study?" ”

"Yes!" Ning Youyu's answer was categorical, no one would dare to bully him after studying and taking the fame test.

"Okay, my mother will find a way for you."

The two returned to the yard and first checked the things in the stove room, very good, this time nothing was missing, the Ning family's side, it seems that it will be quiet for a few days.

To deal with that kind of person, you have to use your fists, and if you are reasonable, it will definitely not make sense.

Holding a branch and marking a few words on the ground, it was Ning Youyu's name.

Facing Shang Ning's ignorant little eyes, Ning Yan explained: "This is your name, after building a house, I began to arrange for you to study, now follow my mother to know a few simple words." ”

"My name?"

Ning Youyu lowered his head and stared at the three words on the ground, as if he wanted to imprint these words on his heart.

"Write it by name."

"Hmm!"

Looking at Ning Youyu's serious little appearance, Ning Yan felt a lot more comfortable, all the teachers in the world probably like students like Ning Youyu.

Seriousness, self-denial.

Sitting under the tree and watching Ning Youyu draw crooked lines over and over again, Ning Yan got up: "You write first, and my mother will go to your grandmother Huang's house to sit for a while." ”

"Hmm." Ning Youyu, who was addicted to learning, responded and continued to practice writing.

My uncle's handwriting is much better than what he marked, so I have to work hard.

Walking out of the courtyard, Ning Yan was still a little uneasy, and said: "If someone from the Ning family comes over, you don't have to worry about anything, go to me first." ”

"Yes."

Hearing Ning Youyu's answer, Ning Yan was relieved, picked up a piece of limestone on the side of the road, picked it up and continued to walk towards Zhang's iron shop.

Huang was still not at home, Ning Yan walked to the forging room, Zhang Tiezhu took a hammer and hit the red iron rod in his hand, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping.

The boy in the horse coat who was originally squatting on the other side of the bellows was replaced by a girl with braids, the girl Zhang Tiezhu's wife who died early was left by the difficult birth, and her face was flushed, after all, the temperature in the forging room was indeed a little higher.

"Isn't the knife you bought?" Seeing Ning Yan in the courtyard, Zhang Tiezhu asked in a sullen voice.

Ning Yan shook his head and explained: "It's not inappropriate, I just want to borrow your forging room to use it and hit a small thing." ”

"A woman's family can't do this job, the hammer is heavy."

"I have a lot of strength."

"That's not going to work, it's too hot in here for you to bear."

"Heh, what do you mean, I can't even compare to a child." Ning Yan's gaze swept over the little girl pulling the bellows.

Zhang Tiezhu was completely speechless, and was silent for a long time before holding back a sentence: "You can't strike iron, and you will be injured if you hit yourself." ”

"No, I'll take notice." Ning Yan shook her head, she must have come to familiarize herself with how to use the things in the forging room, and by the way, she made a handy gadget, such as * or something.

As for not being able to strike iron, is this a joke?

She once learned how to make the best weapons with primitive tools from an old blacksmith in decline, and did not participate in the smelting process due to time reasons, but there has always been a rumor in the circle that using hand-crafted weapons will increase spirituality.

Although it was just a legend, Ning Yan, who was quite stubborn, still tried it.

I built and assembled one by myself*, and it was extremely easy to use, so I don't know if it has anything to do with the rumored spirituality.

Zhang Tiezhu put the things in his hand in cold water, and there was a "stab" sound, and at the same time, white water mist came out of the iron bucket.

The voice became smaller, and Zhang Tiezhu was entangled: "Why are you disobedient." ”

"Let me try, just once."

"Alright then, I'll have to watch from the sidelines." Zhang Tiezhu couldn't resist Ning Yan, so he could only agree to Ning Yan's request.

drove out the little girl who pulled the bellows, for fear that Ning Yan's immature technology would affect others.

"No problem." After Ning Yan finished speaking, he took the tongs and took out a piece of red iron from the furnace.

The scorching temperature grilled his hands, and the sweat soaked his clothes instantly, Ning Yan didn't care about this, he took out the limestone he was carrying and crushed it and sprinkled it into the furnace, and put the red iron in the furnace again, and there was an inexplicable smell in the air.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Tiezhu stood up abruptly, staring at the smelting furnace with tiger eyes.