Lin Qingqing and the three of them stayed in Xueyi Village for the time being.

The wind and snow outside were much more violent than when they came, and the howling cold wind still made the three of them hear clearly in the thick grass hut.

"Xing Qianye, what was the pill you gave me at that time?" Lin Qingqing asked the caring Xing Qianye next to him.

"It's just some sweet fruit, gentian grass, and bitter ginseng." The criminal relocation industry replied.

"What is this, how can a medicine be more bitter than a taste. When I swallowed it, I almost threw it up. Lin Qingqing complained.

"It's not a cure or anything. It's just a bitter pill. "Said the criminal relocation industry." Miss Lin, you need to pay attention to your mind and try your best to calm it. ”

Hearing the words of Xing Qianye, Lin Qingqing realized that he was indeed a little impatient.

"Criminal, give me some more." Lin Qingqing said.

Xing Qianye just looked at Lin Qingqing quietly, and finally handed her the porcelain vase. "Miss Lin, this is not a good medicine, everything needs to be on your own."

……

The wind and snow were howling outside, but the inside of Xueyi Village was not affected much.

On this day, Lin Qingqing, Xing Qianye and Hua Ming were invited by the villagers to their blacksmith shop.

The place where the iron was struck was in a cave, and as soon as Lin Qingqing walked to the entrance, there was hot air blowing in his face.

"This is where the iron is struck. The entire cave is spiraling downwards so that the heat can be discharged in time. Otherwise, the temperature in it can cook a person. Xiao Tong explained on the side.

When I entered the cave, I found several strong men beating red hot iron. These people are naked, and their bodies are bulging muscles, and the other villagers in Xueyi Village have different painting styles.

"When, when, when!" A loud sound echoed through the cave, reflecting off the mountain walls, only to make the sashimi even stronger. The blacksmiths stuffed wood wool in their ears so that they wouldn't damage their hearing.

And when they knocked on the red-hot iron shackles, the splashed iron flowers jumped on them, and they didn't leave any scars, which somewhat frightened Lin Qingqing, Xing Qianye and Hua Ming.

They had never seen a blacksmith, and they didn't know much about this profession of power, loud noises, and hot flashes.

They froze in place, watching as the iron-striking masters struck hammer after hammer on the iron.

And Lin Qingqing was the first person to come back to his senses from the shock. She cupped her chin and thought.

"It seems that there is no way to promote iron striking in the village. Let's not talk about talents, just talk about the heat and noise, which can't be placed in the places where the villagers live. Lin Qingqing said to himself.

"However, iron striking is not only the work of striking iron, but the smelting of iron before striking is the most important factor in determining the quality of iron tools." Xiaotong continued.

Then, Xiao Tong led everyone through a stone wall and came to an open cave.

Here, the heat is even more scorching, and even when I breathe, I feel as if my lungs have been burned.

Lin Qingqing glanced at the heat wave, and only saw a stove that was burned red. There was no one around, except for an opening at the bottom of the stove, from which some molten iron slowly flowed.

"Xiaotong, how did you add raw materials including iron sand to such a hot furnace?" Lin Qingqing asked.

"We all wrapped it in wet paper and threw it off it." Xiaotong explained.

Lin Qingqing took a look at it and found that the dome of the blast furnace was extremely high, and there were some shelves for people to climb on it.

This visit completely dispelled Lin Qingqing's idea of introducing the blacksmith shop to Jiangle Village. The footprint of this industry is too high, and the technical conditions are even more demanding. Even if it is built, a large area should be left around for heat dissipation.

When he visited about half of the area of Xueyi Village, the village chief Wan sent someone to inform him that the wind and snow were much weaker and could be passed.

There was no carriage in the village, so Lin Qingqing, Xing Qianye, Hua Ming, and the four of Xiaotong wrapped themselves in thick linen clothes and walked out of Xueyi Village.

Because it was a tailwind, there was not much resistance to crossing the barrier this time, but Mai was all wet, so they had to throw away a few pieces of the outer layer.

Soon, they found their way back at the foot of the mountain.

"I'm back!" Lin Qingqing shouted happily.

The Xing Qianye on the side looked at her helplessly, unable to understand why a woman had such vigorous energy. The other three men, after walking so far away, had long since lost much energy.

And after Lin Qingqing shouted this, there was a burst of cheers to greet this benefactor of Jiangle Village.

Although Lin Qingqing had arranged all the work before leaving, there were no major problems during her departure.

However, Lin Qingqing is the spiritual pillar of everyone in this Jiangle Village. It was only when Lin Qingqing came back that they felt that everything was back on track.

For Lin Qingqing, the feeling of returning to Jiangle Village is extremely comfortable. The main thing is that the tasks that have to wait are almost done.

This made Lin Qingqing feel the joy he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Has the ice cellar been dug up to a rough shape? Well, let Xiaotong manage it here, so the ice cellar should be able to be put into production soon. ”

Lin Qingqing said happily. Then, she picked up the pipe on the table and pretended to take a few puffs. "What about the rest of the project?" Lin Qingqing then asked.

"Miss Lin, the pig farm you let expand has been built, and now the entire Jiangle Village can raise 200 pigs at the same time, and a single purchase should be able to maintain the consumption of Jiangle Village for three months." Ran Tingchun said.

"No, there is another place to consume pork, and it probably won't last even a month. Let the butcher kill twenty pigs, and we will deliver them to Xueyi Village. Lin Qingqing said.

"By the way, how is the bacon you prepared earlier?" Lin Qingqing asked.

"Some things don't go well, because there is no large factory, the butchers only smoke less than 50 catties of meat in small stoves, plus the restaurant consumes part of it, and now it is only more than 20 catties." Ran Tingchun said.

"That's enough, just add a lot. Besides, the smoker for the bacon has been completed, so there is no need to feel sorry for it. Lin Qingqing said with an unlit pipe in his mouth.

……

Ran Tingchun reported the progress of the project to Lin Qingqing one by one, but Lin Qingqing became more relaxed the more he listened, and finally almost got under the chair.

"Miss Lin, I feel like you're going to marry a daughter-in-law now." Ran Tingchun said.

"Of course, this time, I'm going to do a big thing!" Lin Qingqing said excitedly.