Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 294
In December, the fourth year of Jian'an
In the capital of Xu, wine is brewed in the snow. Although there is no green plum to accompany it, but looking at the dragon hanging in the distance, Cao Liu counts the heroes of the world.

An accidental drinking party will stir up the world's turmoil between the two big figures. In this troubled world, they are suspicious, defensive, and admiring each other, leaving behind good stories.

Thousands of miles away, the northwest of Liaoning Province is quietly changing due to someone who has strayed into this time and space.

Large clumps of snow fell from the sky, covering the entire Northland in a vast white.

Gongsun Yan used to like snow.

After eating and drinking, I put on beautiful makeup, stood in a pure white field, showered with snow, and felt that my soul had been cleansed.

But time and space changed, and the situation was different. She was in the late Han Dynasty and saw large chunks of snowflakes falling from the sky, but she only felt awe and worry.

When the heavy snow falls from the sky, there will be no distinction between the inside and outside of the city, nor the distinction between rich and poor families.

For the clan members, it is fun to wear furs and cook tea by the stove in the snow and fish in the cold river.

But for the vast majority of people, the best way to spend the winter is to endure it.

Reduce activities. Cats in a dark home will eat less and move less, which will give them more opportunities to see the spring scene in the coming year.

A remote countryside.

The man, whose face was purple from the cold, was trudging through the snow, carrying a heavy bundle of firewood on his back.

With every step he took, he exhaled a breath of white air, and his hands and legs were so cold that he lost all feeling.

Such bad weather would make anyone in future generations wish they could wipe their necks and be reincarnated.

The man carried firewood on his back and pushed open the waist-high firewood door with a creak.

A girl about eight or nine years old heard the sound and ran out of the house to help. Her hands and feet wearing straw sandals were red and swollen from the cold, and they were all covered with frostbite.

"Why are you out? Go back quickly, it's windy outside." The man drove her into the house.

The little girl refused to listen and stood on tiptoes to help her father put down the firewood on his back.

The man couldn't resist her, so he put down the firewood and pushed her back into the house.

In order to avoid the wind and snow and keep warm, the house has no windows, and the dark room is filled with thatch.

There is a sunken fire pit in the center, with a few firewood burning inside, becoming the only source of light and heat in the room.
A thin woman was lying in the thatch, looking haggard. The thatch under her body was stained with black and red marks, exuding the unique stench of blood.

When the man came in, she saw the frost and snow condensing on his face, and she felt distressed and wanted to stand up.

"Lie down."

The man walked over quickly and pushed the woman back onto the thatch.

The woman held his hand that was full of cracks and put it under her clothes to warm his hand.

As he got closer, the man saw the fresh blood stains on the thatch, and his eyes darkened.

A few months ago, my wife went into labor and gave birth to a baby. The baby was very weak and died without even crying once after being born.

My wife also suffered from erythema syndrome, and the blood on her lower body kept dripping, lingering on the bed.

He watched his wife decline day by day, but had no other choice.

At this moment, a call came from the courtyard: "Is Akai here?"

A middle-aged woman wearing an apron stood in the snow and shouted, holding a pottery bowl in her hand.

In the bowl are two wheat cakes.

"Aunt Zhang." The girl opened the door for her.

Aunt Zhang did not go in, but just put the bowl in her hand into the little girl's hand: "Is your mother feeling better?" When the little girl saw the pancakes in the bowl, she shook her head and did not dare to take it.

At this time the man came out and hurriedly refused.

But Aunt Zhang pretended to be angry and said: "As you know, my daughter works in the weaving workshop in Lingzhi City. My family still has some surplus food this year. Take it, don't dislike it."

She couldn't help but put the bowl into the man's hand: "My family has been helped by you in the past, and I'm not embarrassed."

He smiled after picking up Aunt Zhang
Seeing the little girl's hands that were red from the cold, Aunt Zhang touched her head and said to the man: "My daughter came back yesterday and mentioned something. She said that a newly established medical clinic in Lingzhi City is said to be full of people. Miracle doctor, why don't you take Zhenniang to try?"

Zhou Kai's face showed an expression of emotion, but then it dimmed again: "How can I, a common man in Guizhou, go to a medical center?"

Aunt Zhang said, "My daughter said that the medical center will hold free clinics every seven days."

"Free clinic, it doesn't cost anything."

"No money?" Zhou Kai was surprised, "Aunt Zhang, please stop teasing me. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"

Seeing his question, Aunt Zhang suddenly became anxious: "Why is there no such good thing? That medical clinic was opened by Lady Yan of the Gongsun family. Others would not do such good deeds, but what Lady Yan did, she would definitely not lie to others."

In the process of stabilizing food prices, Gongsun Yan, who used cheap food to boost her reputation to full status, is now almost the same name as a large-scale wealth-distributing virgin in western Liaoning.

Hearing this name, Zhou Kai's eyes lit up and he felt some hope in his heart.

After sending Aunt Zhang off thoughtfully, he gently held his thin wife in his arms at night.

Zhou Kai woke up early the next day, built a back frame with a few firewood sticks, placed his wife wrapped in a thin quilt on it, and temporarily sent his daughter to Aunt Zhang's house.

With one foot deep and one foot shallow, we set foot on the road to Lingzhi in the wind and snow.

Before leaving, Aunt Zhang gave him the address of the weaving workshop in Lingzhi City and asked him to go there first to find Aunt Zhang's daughter so that he could help.

Their village is not far from Lingzhi City. In the past, it only took half a day to travel quickly.

But it snowed heavily today, and it was almost dusk before we arrived at Lingzhi.

It was about to close the door, and the sergeant guarding the city gate was rubbing his hands and putting away the horses blocking the city gate, preparing to close the city gate.

The man saw their actions from a distance and felt anxious. He quickly quickened his pace and ran towards this direction.

The soldier saw him running from a distance, and his men moved a little slower, shouting to him: "Hurry up, hurry up."

In the city gate, the person responsible for registration and inspection had already stood up, but upon seeing this, he sat back at the table.

Zhou Kai walked over the snow and ran panting.

"What are you here for?" the person checking the talisman asked skillfully.

"When I got back to the official, I heard that there was a free clinic at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the city, and I brought my wife to see a doctor."

Zhou Kai once came to the city to buy grain and was already familiar with the process of entering the city.

The person who checked the talisman letter checked that there was no problem, and signaled him to pass. However, he saw him and the woman covered in snow on the shelf on her back, and kindly reminded: "It's almost curfew, and no pedestrians are allowed in the city. If you don't have a place to stay, you can go to the front." Rest for the night in the chicken feather room.”

"Two dollars a night is better than freezing to death outside." After saying that, he pointed in a direction.

Zhou Kai thanked him gratefully.

It was already late, and Zhou Kai knew the consequences of breaking the curfew, so he headed in that direction.

Facing the snow, Zhou Kai walked to the so-called chicken-feather room. There was a light on in front of the door and rustling voices could be heard.

He guessed that the chicken room was a guesthouse, but he was still a little uneasy. He stood in front of the door, pinched the small handful of coins in the purse in his arms, looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and stepped in.

(End of this chapter)