After entering the book, I took the Party A system to escape famine

Chapter 340
Now that it has entered the autumn scene, the beginning of winter is just a blink of an eye.

The winter in the north is freezing cold, especially in the places close to Mengwu, there is no spring and summer in a year, and there are hailstorms in summer, and it is so cold that people wear cotton-padded clothes everywhere.

Zhu Wuliu had experienced these things with his father-in-law in the early years.

And Zhu Wuliu also knew that the war would end within a month or two, it was a child's play, and it was purely tormenting the common people.

So Zhu Wuliu's first reaction was to make cotton clothes, and he had to make cotton clothes and trousers for Tianbao.

"What are you making cotton-padded clothes and trousers? The child is growing, can we make them suitable?"

Sun Peifang tried hard with her mouth while talking.

That means take a look at how tall our family is. It just reached her knee half a year ago, but now it's as tall as her waist.

Tianbao was several years older than Sanliang, and it was time for her body to grow, and Sun Peifang probably reached her neck.

Zhu Wuliu took a breath.

How could it be so high?Isn't that a tall and straight man?

It's a pity that no matter what he thinks, Tianbao's childish red face and those big flickering eyes are always in his mind.

Zhu Wuliu drooped his shoulders.

Clothes are definitely a necessity, the only thing is that I don't know how tall and fat Tianbao is.

"I think the clothes are okay. Tianbao and the others should have been wearing furs when they came from Liangzhou. I think the most urgent thing is to solve their food."

Zhu Wuliu snorted lightly, "Then there is a warehouse for grain, so it's none of our business."

If we want to do our best, we have to weigh our abilities. If we want to do things beautifully, we can't just talk about it now.

Some things will be of great help if they are shown in the true chapter. As for now, just wait and see.

But Zhou Huan didn't think so.

Some things are wasted if you leave them alone, instead of making them and serving them first, such as cheese.

"Are you going to make cheese again? Where are you doing it? There is no ice at this station."

"I know, but it's a waste not to do it. We can't drink that milk." Zhou Huan waved his hand, and a circle of people gathered together.

Zhou Huan said: "I just thought about it. Didn't Fatty Wang say that the Mughals fought for three days and three nights without eating or drinking? Then once our people sit down to eat and drink, wouldn't it be an opportunity for the enemy to take advantage of the loopholes?"

Fatty Wang clapped his hands behind his back, "Yeah, I think those Mughals are almost on horseback. I traded with them in the north before, and the tall ones are strong. They don't eat rice or steamed buns, they just drink alcohol! "

far away.

Zhou Huan nodded and said, "I've read in books that people there don't skip meals, but eat immediately, and what they eat is the cheese we make!
So we can't see them eating when we are fighting, and there is no delay in eating and fighting. "

Zhu Wuliu straightened up in surprise.

What happened?
Then you can make more, for Lord Hou, for Master Shizi, and most importantly for Tianbao.

"Then when shall we do it?"

"We'll do it when we get to Youzhou. The weather is getting colder and colder. They won't break if we put them on our bodies for ten days and half a month. Otherwise, we still have ice at home."

"Wait until you're in Youzhou?" Zhu Wuliu said eagerly, "It's too late. When you finish, everyone will go to the battlefield. Your cucumber dish is too cold."

"Then let's send it over."

"Send it there? That's a battlefield, you should be our family."

"Didn't you also say that you are going to move the grave, you can go there if you move the grave, but you can't send the military supplies?"

A group of people in the car began to study in a hurry.

Sun Dazhuang was driving outside, and when he heard the noisy voices inside the door curtain, he wondered in his heart, "What's the noise? Is it moving the grave or fighting a war?"

He just wanted to go home and quickly buy land for Cuiyun to marry back home, and he could barely hear what was said inside.

The small meeting in the carriage ended hastily due to an autumn rain.

Huzi drove over from the front, and said to Zhou Huan and the others: "There is a mudslide on the hillside ahead, and the road is blocked. You sit here and don't be impatient. The other soldiers follow me!"

After finishing speaking, he hit the horse and turned back. The guards beside the carriage followed Huzi in an orderly manner.

Zhou Huan lowered the curtain and turned to look at the gloomy faces of the people in the car.

The only difference between the meeting just now and the noisy one is that everyone is quite qualified and they didn't scold.

Turning his head to look at Yuanbao and Sanliang, thanks to the two children in the car, the grown-ups can be counted as some face.

At this moment, there were three factions in the car, the radical faction headed by Zhu Wuliu, the conservative faction headed by Zhou Huan, and the ignorant faction who just got into the carriage to hide from the rain.

"Hey, it rains as soon as it's said. When we came here, it was like being in a steamer. When we go back, it's like being put in an ice cream."

Sun Dazhuang shivered from the cold.

Twist the water droplets on the clothes, and continued: "The soldiers in front are cleaning up the mud and sand with shovels, if the road is not smooth, we can pass, but the bullock carts can't.

Eh?Sister-in-law, are all our clothes in the box?Are you cold? I'll get some and let's cover them. "

After talking for a long time, why no one paid attention to him.

Sun Dazhuang turned around and looked.

Why are you all so unhappy?

Isn't it just about fighting? He understood it later.

Obviously everyone has the same meaning, why are you still throwing a temper tantrum?

Zhu Wuliu folded his arms and turned away from Zhou Huan face to face.

Sun Dazhuang was right, the two methods they thought of ultimately lead to the same goal by different routes, the only difference is the difference between fast and slow.

Zhu Wuliu's suggestion was to let Shi Ziye and Hou Ye be on the way, and let them send someone to deliver the letter and prepare ice cubes.

Whether it’s making ice or buying ice from the city, it doesn’t matter if we take a boat or so, we can just do it on the boat, as much as we can, and when Jianghe and his party get off the boat, they can go directly to the wharf in Shizikou Received this batch of cheese.

Then, back in Qingmen County, Zhou Huan continued to work. After finishing, he could deliver another batch of supplies to them before they went to the battlefield.

In this way, our family is also safe, and Lord Hou and Tianbao can also eat.

But Zhou Huan, just not.

What she thought was that doing so was a waste of money.

It’s not what it looked like when they came. They came for disaster relief, and those people would starve to death if they didn’t eat a meal. That’s why Shizi and Lord Hou told Yicheng in advance to prepare ice cubes on the way.

But now, we have experienced so much together, Hou Ye and Shi Ziye really don't treat our family as outsiders, and they will definitely speak up if they have difficulties.

But they don't, which means that there is enough food and grass ahead, so we don't need to worry about it.

As for making cheese, it was just the icing on the cake. Once they encountered a fierce battle and needed to fight the enemy for several days and nights, it was also very convenient to carry cheese with them.

Now, what is her uncle fussing about?

Zhou Huan was very regretful, she should have told Zhu Wuliu when she got home.

Uncle, uncle, do you know that you are only one word away from a great emperor in history.

But your psychological endurance is really far behind.

(End of this chapter)