Although the fraud case in Jiangnan is indeed quite shocking, it is relatively far away for ordinary people like Mei Pei.
Therefore, when the hot mutton clay pot was served, Meiberry and his family were lamenting the tragedy of the fraud case one second, and then stretched out their chopsticks and immersed themselves in the meal without any hesitation.
The whole pot is very simple. There are only fresh cabbage and refreshing and sweet white radish on the bottom. There are no heavy seasonings to dominate the pot.
The mutton is tender and delicious, without the mutton smell that Meiberry has had before.
You can tell that the quality of this mutton is really high.
Guests with various accents were still talking to each other.
In addition to the Jiangnan fraud case that sounded so depressing just now, there are also guests returning from the North who brought some exciting news.
"This year, Marquis Gu drove away those Tatars who were 'beating the autumn wind' again!"
"Really? The people in Yanzhou will have a good year this year!"
"Gu Hou has been guarding Yanping Pass all these years. Which year did Yanzhou not have a good year? That's what you said!"
Several merchants talked about the war in the North again. Meiberry listened for a while and felt relieved when she confirmed that everything was stable.
You can't go out and hear no good news from all over the world.
In this way, eating will no longer taste good.
With this in mind, Mei Berry put a piece of tender mutton into a bowl, wrapped it in rice and stuffed her mouth with it.
That feeling of satisfaction mixed with the howling north wind outside the inn, Mei Mei's eyes almost narrowed in happiness while eating.
That night, accompanied by the howling north wind, the first snow of the year in Yunzhou also fell one after another.
That night, Mei Mei was sitting on a warm earthen bed, holding Fat Tiger in her arms, a large stove.
Her body was still covered with a woolen quilt that had been made just two days ago, and she fell into a soft and warm dream of happiness.
The howling north wind gets more and more biting the further north it goes.
Gu Pinglu, who had just returned to his tent after patrolling with his soldiers, immediately rushed to the brazier.
Before he had time to take off the cold armor on his body, he just stretched out his hand and stared at his frost-swollen fingers and kept pumping air.
"This damn weather..."
He carefully breathed into his fingers, which were already swollen and starting to ache and itch. Then he took off the cold helmet on his head and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
He was able to withstand his father's training even in the hottest weather, and the scorching sun and the yellow sand in the autumn sky didn't let him back down.
But I never thought that winter had just begun and that I would be put off by the harsh weather here.
The environment here is really difficult, but there are still many people living here and many soldiers guarding it.
Gu Pinglu stood in front of the brazier and kept bending his fingers. The swollen and painful fingers affected him from holding the spear. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even notice when his father came in.
"Every winter, many soldiers suffer from frostbite all over their bodies, and their fingers are only a small part of it."
"Father!"
Gu Pinglu turned his head and wanted to put his hand behind his back, but when he saw Gu Yan's stern eyes, Gu Pinglu didn't put it away in the end, relying entirely on Gu Yan's assessment.
"Here, take it off and try it."
Just when Gu Pinglu was stunned, something soft and furry fell on his head. He took it off. It looked like a piece of clothing?
"This is--"
"This is a sweater. When you patrol tomorrow morning, wear it under your armor and tell me how it feels."
"Yes. But father, where did this sweater come from?"
"Gifted by the people who cooperate with us." Gu Yan did not elaborate, but said, "If it is easy to use, we can provide these to the soldiers next year, and fewer people will die in the cold weather."
When he said this, Gu Pinglu's hand holding the sweater suddenly tightened.
"In the military camp, many people will freeze to death in winter?"
"Of course, what? Do you regret it? If you regret it, I will punish you..."
"I didn't!"
Gu Pinglu denied it.
"Brother, I can accompany you in battle to kill the enemy, so can I! I will repay the emperor's favor, show compassion to all people, and protect Dacheng from generation to generation just like you and my grandfather did!"
Seeing the young man full of passion and sincerity, Gu Yan was aroused by his son's clear eyes and turned his head.
"It's late at night, so you need a good rest."
After that, Gu Yan opened the tent, and the biting cold wind blew on his face, freezing his mind.
He was once, like his youngest son, carefree and full of lofty ambitions to be a wandering knight when he was young.
But later - Gu Yan didn't want to think about it.
He even seemed unable to say the words to report the emperor's favor.
He touched the long sword on his waist and stood in the wind and snow, looking towards the south with dark eyes. Maybe this was the reason why he had not wanted to go back for so many years...
***
The heavy snow here in Jinshui Village has been falling intermittently for almost a month.
In the blink of an eye, it entered the twelfth lunar month, the sky cleared up completely, and every household became busy, including Mei Mei and others.
Because they are going to collect the profits from the soap this month, and they have agreed to pay dividends at the end of the year, so they cannot forget this.
When we arrived at Lin Shoucai's side, Lin Shoucai had already prepared the dividend.
Mei Mei and Mei You were shocked when they received a total of four thousand taels of silver!
It's only been more than two months, how can soap be so profitable?
The expressions on the faces of the two people could not tell their emotions. Lin Shoucai thought they were not satisfied, so he explained specifically: "Because we need to spend some money at the beginning, and the profits next year will be even greater than this year!"
"Ah...it's okay, you can make more money~"
Meiberry and Meiyou came to their senses and smiled, then carefully put away the banknotes.
Moving in the spring! !
She wants to go directly to Yunzhou Fucheng!
Mei Bei made up her mind that when the time comes, she must persuade Mei You to think about staying in Jinbai County.
Just one step.
Besides, this soap is really more profitable than they imagined...
As the New Year approaches, Lihu Town becomes more festive. At the end of the year, Mei Mei and her family came to the town several times.
I don’t buy many things each time, mainly just to watch the fun.
Meiberry and the others didn't expect that just because their family went out several times this year, there would be trouble in the town.
"What? Mrs. Ge and his eldest son are dead?!"
The Mayberry family was shocked when they first heard about Mrs. Gerard's death.
A family of three stood at the door, looking at the frost on the village chief's beard. It seemed that they had started working on this matter a long time ago.
"How did you die?"
"When he was found, his coat was gone. He probably froze to death."
"I heard you had a quarrel with them in town yesterday?"
The village chief suddenly asked tentatively.
The Mayberry family immediately understood something else.
Is this to doubt their family?
"Yesterday they bought a lot of things to use on our mule cart. We all agreed to help other villagers pull the goods, but her things took up too much space and we didn't agree. You will know this if you ask in the village.
It will be dark by the time we get home. Who will go out again? "
"They bought a lot of stuff?"
Seeing the village chief's surprised reaction, Mei Berry immediately asked: "Didn't you see it when you found the body? Her family bought a lot of things yesterday, and all the villagers with us saw it."
At that time, Mei Bei and the others were still stunned by Mrs. Ge's gesture of looking like a poor man suddenly getting rich.
Then Mrs. Ge was still being very angry with their family. What were she talking about?
"There are some people here who are born to be hardworking! No matter how busy they are, they are still busy, unlike us... hum~"
Granny Ge: It’s not like us... hum~ You can eat your lunch as soon as it’s hot~
