Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

The next day, Zhuge Liang didn't wake up until noon.

He thought that with the big commotion last night, Zhao Bei and his wife would not get well today.

But what the young people didn't expect was that when they had breakfast together at noon, the couple looked at each other and smiled at each other, looking very affectionate.

Mrs. Gan picked vegetables for Zhao Bei, "Winter bamboo shoots are delicious, Husband eat more to replenish energy."

Zhao Bei served Madam Gan a bowl of soup, "It's hot, drink it quickly to warm up your body."

The husband and wife looked at each other, both smiled, lowered their heads, and sweetly ate the vegetables and soup that the other party had made for themselves.

Zhuge Liang, who was sitting opposite the couple, was holding a bowl, watching the scene in front of him, and suddenly felt that he lost his appetite.

After all, he is too young to comprehend what these couples are thinking!
"Xiao Liang, are you married?" Mrs. Gan was suddenly concerned.

Zhuge Liang nodded: "I have exchanged Geng Tie with Miss Huang from Yizhou's hometown, and we have made a marriage agreement. When Liang meets the lord this time, he will complete the marriage with her when he returns."

Mrs. Gan and Zhao Bei looked at Zhuge Liang's unemotional statement and glanced at each other, which was another matchmaker's words ordered by their parents.

If the husband and wife live in harmony after marriage, they can live like them, raising their eyebrows together and loving each other.

But if the husband and wife are at odds after marriage, it is a sin for the two of them.

But it's not easy to ask about outsiders' affairs, Madam Gan nodded and congratulated.

"If there is a chance, take her to Youzhou to have a look and play. The Xu family started in Youzhou. The scenery there is something we can't see in other places. All kinds of novelty items, keep them It will open the eyes of you and Miss Huang."

Mrs. Gan warmly invited.

Zhuge Liang thanked him for his gratitude, and the three of them had dinner together, and then went to the post house together to prepare for the departure tomorrow.

"Brother Xuande is going back to Hejian too?" Zhuge Liang asked with a smile on the way.

Zhao Bei nodded, "This year the leader is celebrating the New Year in Hejian, and the big guys have to take the time to meet last time if they don't have time."

"See?" Zhuge Liang was a little confused.

Chinese New Year is Chinese New Year, how to use see this word.

Zhao Bei glanced at Mrs. Gan, "Didn't you tell Xiao Liang?"

Mrs. Gan slapped her head, "Look at me, forget about it!"

Zhao Bei tricked Zhuge Liang, "Haven't you seen the New Year's Gala? This year, the leader will come up with new tricks, brother, you are lucky."

"The party?" Mrs. Gan wondered if she had heard it wrong, and reconfirmed, "This year's party will be held at night?"

Zhao Bei nodded, "I heard that's the case, but I don't know exactly how."

"That would cost a lot of candles. It seems that this year the leader is going to spend a lot of money." Mrs. Gan sighed.

Zhao Bei said: "This year we won Sili and Yanzhou Shanyang County one after another, and we also said that Xiliang and the Sun family were combined, so why not celebrate it?"

There is another gossip that Zhao Bei didn't say.

That's what he heard, the leader is going to make an artifact that can turn night into day this year.

Moreover, I heard that someone in Bingzhou has seen this artifact with their own eyes.

However, the source of this news is not very accurate, so Zhao Bei didn't say anything, because he was afraid that the news would be false at that time, and he would be slapped in the face.

The snow from last night had stopped in the morning.

Early in the morning, the guard organization of the city defense cleared the snow by hand. Now the middle of the street is clean, and the white snow is piled up on both sides of the road.

It's getting colder, but the enthusiasm of the people has not diminished. The streets are very lively, either for work or for hanging out.

In the twelfth lunar month, the schools were on holiday, and it was rare for the common people to have a few days of leisure. This year, Xu Jiajun's fairy rice was planted in time, and the common people ushered in a bumper harvest.

After deducting the grain tax paid by each household, the remaining grain is more than the total harvest of previous years.

There is a lot of food, and I sell what I can't finish to make money. Now every family has some spare money, and the butcher shops in the city are very prosperous.

Ordinary people are reluctant to buy large pieces of meat, but the marinated water and duck intestines and pig skin in the stewed meat shop can be bought together to satisfy their hunger no matter what.

Zhuge Liang had already been secretly surprised by the hard and smooth concrete road under his feet.

In fact, he had seen the concrete road before, in the Xu Family Manor in Jiaozhou.

But that feeling is completely different from what I have now. The concrete floor in front of me almost covers the whole city.

Many ordinary people's houses also use cement, which looks very strong and more windproof.

Compared with those mixed cement and wood buildings in the south, these all-concrete red brick buildings in the north are even more shocking.

Zhuge Liang saw the two-story health center, and the Bright God Church with a huge clock on the roof, and the colorful glass windows made people feel dizzy.

The line at the stewed meat shop on the street is almost at the gate of the city. The New Year is approaching, and people are more willing to spend money. Big pieces of meat are not easy to buy, so they prepare more cheap stewed meat and go home for the elderly and children to taste the meat. smell.

The grocery store with the words "Convenience Store" written on the door sign was overcrowded.

The clerk brought down sacks of snow-white cotton from the warehouse upstairs, and as soon as they opened them in the store, the women who had been waiting for a long time rushed up.

For a ball of cotton, the women tried their best to grab a pound and a half.

But this is already an excellent result, the woman who snatched it almost burst into laughter, "It can be regarded as making a cotton padded coat for the elderly at home."

"This winter, no one in our family will be able to freeze to death," someone said with emotion, tears welling up in their eyes when paying the money.

It's just that two bags of cotton are obviously not enough. There are still many people who couldn't grab them standing outside the convenience store. They can only hold empty and flat sacks and let out a long sigh.

The clerk in the store yelled at these people: "There is no more cotton. There is only so much this year. You guys should go to the back street to buy more charcoal and stock up. No matter how hard the snow falls, we will burn it warmly and nest in it." The family is also doing well!"

"By the way, you have to pay attention to the ventilation. Install the wind buckets, don't get carbon poisoning, it's not good!"

The clerk exhorted loudly and worriedly.

He was holding a large metal speaker in his hand, and the sound could be magnified several times from inside, and everyone inside and outside the store could hear it.

Even Zhuge Liang, who had walked tens of meters away, could hear clearly.

"Will burning charcoal be poisonous?" He asked doubtfully.

Mrs. Gan understands!
He gave Zhuge Liang a serious analysis of what reactions would occur and what gases would be released during the burning of black charcoal.

"This carbon monoxide can poison people. If it is mild, they will feel dizzy. If it is severe, people will have symptoms such as convulsions and foaming at the mouth. Some people are directly poisoned and passed out in their sleep."

Zhuge Liang looked serious, "It's so serious? No wonder I always felt dizzy and weak when I was reading in winter. I had to stand up and walk outside the house for a while to relieve it. It turned out that it was caused by too much charcoal burning and the lack of ventilation in the house."

He thought it was a problem with his own body, but he never thought that the culprit was the charcoal fire that he couldn't do without in winter.