The night was very deep, and the snow gradually became heavier. Suddenly, it rained all night.
Yang Qian got up early in the morning and slept for two days. It was not a problem with his brain, but because he was exhausted and his body was recovering instinctively.
When Yang Qian woke up yesterday, his hands were still trembling slightly, and he even clenched them into fists, which were still a bit difficult to squeeze. But now they are different.
Shake hands.
"Quack quack~~~!"
The sound of bones rubbing against each other continued to sound.
After the window was opened, a burst of cold air poured in and mixed with the heat generated by the coal stove in the room. After a while, the temperature inside the room was equal to the temperature outside.
When I came to the balcony, as I breathed, hot air sprayed out from my breath.
At this time, a piece of clothing fell on him, and Zhang Yumeng's anxious tone came from behind.
"You lunatic, do you think you're still in modern times? You're standing here without any clothes. I guess it's about minus ten degrees. If you get sick here, there's no salt water for you."
Yang Gan looked up and saw that the entire farmland was covered with a thick layer of silver frost and chuckled.
"It's too hot in there."
"Isn't the hot spot bad? It's so comfortable. It's better now. When I open the balcony door, I have to wait for the coal stove to heat up, which will take at least half an hour."
Zhang Yumeng felt that she was as worried about his affairs as the old lady.
Yang Qian let out a long sigh, his eyes alternated between laziness and determination. He turned around and smiled, "I'm in good health. I'm afraid it's too comfortable inside. People, once they're too comfortable, they will ignore the crisis in the dark."
"Huh? Are we in danger?"
"Not yet, but we can't wait until danger comes and we won't be able to resist."
"Okay, okay, okay, I really don't know how your head grew. Things were so complicated in ancient times. You were just stationed at the border, and you didn't go to the palace to play palace battles. But I think you are so cunning, you can definitely win in palace battles. "
When it comes to palace fighting dramas and power plot dramas, Zhang Yumeng's eyes light up. He can remember many scripts that he or his friends have come across.
After Yang Gan put on his clothes, he smiled and said, "It's just the two of us. Let's see if we can be ruthless. If we can be ruthless, we are definitely not afraid of palace fights and intrigues. If we are afraid, we will be afraid. If we are not ruthless, we don't know who is the enemy. Then It’s going to be big trouble.”
"Okay, okay, you can do this unfounded worry. I still like to do business to make more money. I heard that in a few days, the rouge shop in the market will have a new batch of rouge. It's all natural. No pollution.”
Yang Qian suddenly grabbed her hand and said nervously, "You didn't use the whitening cream in the market, did you?"
Zhang Yumeng was startled by him and said repeatedly, "Of course not. I am naturally beautiful and my face is full of collagen. What kind of whitening agent should I use?"
"Well, just don't use it. In ancient times, many whitening products were added with lead. If you apply too much, it will lead to heavy metal poisoning and disfigurement. Some of them are added with mercury. If you are not careful, it will not only disfigure the face, but even cause women to lose their beauty. Fertility, in severe cases, will be directly damaged.”
"Mercury? Mercury? It's highly poisonous. If you apply it on your face, you won't live long." Zhang Yumeng was shocked. As a person who is good at chemistry and physics, he still has this common sense.
"So, be careful yourself. If it doesn't work, we will make our own cosmetics from now on. I have followed Li Zi 7's videos to avoid poisoning. I really have no choice."
Yang Qian was really worried. Zhang Yumeng had a brain cramp and bought the kind. Who knows what components are in the popular cosmetics on the market? They are all a bunch of three-no products.
At this time Qin Xiangru took it from below
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He walked up with a leg of lamb and two bowls of corn porridge, followed by several tenants.
"Sir, it's time for breakfast."
"Um."
After Yang Gan sat down, he drank a bowl of corn porridge mixed with corn paste. His mouth was filled with the rich aroma of corn, and he couldn't help but nod.
The mutton legs had already been sliced into slices, and they just needed to be clamped. Zhang Yumeng closed her eyes and shook her head. Even though she had been here for a while, she was still not used to eating mutton early. It was too hard.
"Beauty Qin, can you make something easier to digest next time, such as something made of flour?"
"Hmph, you have such a nice mouth, do you want to eat some steamed buns?"
"Fufu?" Zhang Yumeng frowned, having never heard of it before.
Yang Qian explained, "You think of it as something like shaved noodles. It's a bit like gnocchi, but more like noodles. It's made of wheat anyway."
Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened and he said, "There really is wheat."
"Nonsense, the main reason is that I didn't know it when I came here and didn't let the tenant farmers plant it. I heard that there are more plants in the south and less in the north. If you like to eat pasta, let Xiangru go to the market to buy some. , we will grow our own next year.”
Zhang Yumeng looked at Yang Qian and said seriously, "I think we should eat rice, noodles, steamed buns, and steamed buns. What do you think?"
Yang Gan scratched his head and said, "I don't care about what you eat."
"Xiangru, if you have time, go to the market and buy some flour and yeast."
"Yes, sir."
After finishing breakfast, washing his hands, face and mouth, Yang Qian still couldn't hold it back and swallowed a pill with a sense of luck.
The elixir that could increase strength in the past could only make the body slightly hot, similar to the heat caused by eating betel nut.
It seems that I have to wait until my body recovers, and then I need to take two pills in a row to be effective.
"呲呲呲~~~!"
"Hey~~~Xiangru, what's in these boxes?" Yang Gan pointed and said.
"Sir, these are the minks you asked me to purchase last time. Now they are made into clothes."
"呲呲呲~~~!"
Zhang Yumeng frowned and said, "Did you hear anything?"
Yang Gan and Qin Xiangru looked at each other and shook their heads blankly, "Where is the sound?"
"呲呲呲~~~!"
"Ah~~~~!" Zhang Yumeng's whole body was covered with hair, his eyes were wide open, and he pointed at Yang Qian in horror, "Hey, hey, hey, you... your fucking back is bleeding."
"ah?"
Yang Gan touched back and looked at his hand, only to see blood dyeing half of his palm red.
"Fuck, fuck!!! Damn, what are you looking at? Come and help me stop the bleeding."
The two women hurriedly pushed Yang Qian to the bed, put on gauze and held him down tightly.
Zhang Yumeng scratched his head and couldn't figure it out. It was obviously scabbed and there was no problem with his own suturing. How could he be bleeding in such a large area?
After wiping it clean, the thread did not collapse and blood spurted out from the scar.
"Sir, have you taken the pill again?" Qin Xiangru whispered. After following Yang Qian for so long, no one understands his urinary properties better than her.
Seeing Qin Xiangru holding down the two gauze pieces, Zhang Yumeng put his hands on his hips, pointed at Yang Gan's nose and cursed, "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? I told you not to exercise."
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Lian, you just don’t listen, right? It will be troublesome if there are any sequelae. I warn you, I don't have much gauze with me. If you keep using it like this, you will run out soon. "
Yang Gan was too embarrassed to say anything. He deserved it for not listening to the doctor, but he felt very uncomfortable not exercising.
Zhang Yumeng sighed, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and started peeling fruit for him. There was so much blood, so it was like taking supplements anyway.
"Thing thump thump thump thump~~~~!"
At this time, footsteps were heard from downstairs. King Xia Wen came up with Lao Qu and three others. There was no place to play outside, so he just came to see how his son was doing.
When they came upstairs, the four of them took a deep breath when they saw the scene in front of them.
Qin Xiangru was seen lying on Yang Gan's back, holding him down. Zhang Yumeng's face was covered in blood and he was holding a knife in his hand.
King Xia Wen was horrified, pointed at the two women, and shouted, "Assassin, assassin!!! Come on, take it down for me~~~!"
Wang Jian drew his sword directly, but with sharp eyes, he saw the fruit in Zhang Yumeng's hand and said with a strange look, "Brother Xia, this~~~ seems to be a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? Hey, what are you two little girls doing?"
King Xia Wen walked over with the three of them, while Yang Qian grabbed the quilt a little.
"Don't look at my face, I can't afford to embarrass this person."
Zhang Yumeng twitched her lips and slapped Yang Gan on the back.
"Assassin? Where are your eyes? Ask Yang Qian yourself."
King Xia Wen and others have already seen Zhang Yumeng's fierceness sometimes.
Seeing the different expressions on everyone's faces, Qin Xiangru smiled and said, "Young Master has to take a body-building elixir every day and then start to work hard. It's not like today when he took the elixir before the wound on his back healed. As a result, later. Blood spurted out from my back."
With this explanation, everyone suddenly realized that taking elixirs was very popular in this era, and the abbreviation was very trendy, and it could only be enjoyed by wealthy people. Ordinary people would never even think about it. The elixirs refined by alchemists were all sold in gold.
"Sir, are you okay?" King Xia Wen asked with concern.
"Fortunately, I can't die. Alas, I can't even exercise now. I haven't had a good time these days." Yang Gan was extremely depressed and his face was a little hot.
If you traveled back in time and died from taking drugs, you would be so embarrassed that you would be thrown into your grandma's house.
"Xiangru, has Gao Yushi been to the mansion recently?"
"Ah!!" Qin Xiangru exclaimed.
Sticking out his tongue, he said awkwardly, "Sir, I forgot, Gao Yushi came over a few days ago."
"Let me just say, what did he report?"
"Gao Yushi has sent people to inspect various counties. Judging from the current situation, it is expected that the number of people who will freeze to death in Yuntong County this year will not exceed a hundred people."
King Xia Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Qian's measures to prevent the cold during this period were obvious to everyone, including making briquettes, inventing coal stoves, mobilizing Guizhou leaders to build fire pits, selling woolen coats at low prices, etc.
If these are the routine operations of Yang Gan, then there are also certain management standards for the cold protection of livestock. For example, in the entire county, large cattle, pig, and sheep farmers need to build cattle sheds.
It is still the kind with doors and windows, closed. Many people are not willing to build a house. It is not a simple matter. Some people raise dozens of cows, and the house is even bigger.
Yang Gan directly drew the drawings, and the cowsheds had different specifications for raising a few cows, dozens of cows, and hundreds of cows. The loss of one cow to death from freezing would be too great.
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