October has passed halfway and the weather is getting colder.

The ground is covered with snow-white frost, the weather is extremely gloomy, and the whistling cold wind is chilly, and it feels like a heavy snow will fall at any time.

Xing'er was wearing a short squid made of mink, and her neck was surrounded by a small scarf she knitted. She held a sweater and pushed the door in, and reached into the quilt and stuffed it into Chen Xu's warm neck to laugh like a silver bell.

"Hehe, brother, I'm a lazy pig, get up and have breakfast!"

Chen Xu stretched out his arm from the quilt and pushed the window open a crack and looked out. A cold wind poured in. Looking at the white frost all over the ground, he couldn't help but shivered and lay down again, and pulled the quilt up and covered his head and said, "What's the matter of getting so cold? Let me sleep for a while!"

"Brother, get up. Mom has knitted your sweater for you last night. It won't be cold if you put it on!" Xing'er said, pushing the quilt.

"Really?" Chen Xu poked his head out of the quilt.

"Really, look, I've brought it!" Xing'er raised a gray-white sweater and shouted.

Well, Chen Xu felt that if he didn't get up, he would be troubled by this girl and couldn't sleep, so he could only sit up in a quilt, take the sweater and take a look. It was similar to the style he designed, and it was almost not much different from the sweaters in later generations. However, it was slightly deformed. However, for a woman like Chen Jiang, who knitted a sweater for the first time, it was already an epoch-making innovation. She repeatedly unpacked and knitted this sweater, and it took half a month to last several nights before finally knitting it successfully.

The sweater is a bit long, the sleeves are a little short, and the neckline is a bit big. It feels like a linen pocket is very unsatisfactory when worn. But it is undeniable that this is a real sweater, which has no qualitative difference from the popular sweaters in later generations. It is also very warm after wearing it. It is not only not good-looking but cannot be picked.

When going out to brush your teeth, wash your face and have breakfast, Chen Jiang had been busy all morning inside and outside the house. At this time, he was sitting on the kang in the living room and knitting a pair of trousers. He was already very skillful in his movements.

"Mom, let's knit sweaters and pants for yourself and Xing'er first. I don't want to wear too thick pants!" Chen Xu saw that the size was about to knit for himself, so he quickly said.

"Xinger and I have to work every day. Wearing too thick is inconvenient, so we will sweat as soon as we move. We also made an inner jacket with mink fur, which is much warmer than a sweater. You often ride horses to the town. The road is far away and the wind is strong. If you don't wear it, you will be afraid of freezing. Now you don't feel that you will know how hard you get when you get older..." Chen Jiang was nagging, but his movements in his hands did not slow down at all.

Chen Xu knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he had to go to the kitchen to have a wry smile, and came out with a pancake and a bowl of porridge. He saw the three kings, four kings, five kings, and seven big men, each wearing a thick burlap short robe, holding a big sword and exercising, so he squatted beside him and ate while watching.

The three kings and four kings came back from Xianyang seven or eight days ago.

At the same time, he also brought back Xu Fu's letters.

The content of the letter was very simple, but it made Chen Xu not sleep well for several days.

In his letter, Xu Fu said that a Mohist priest named Huang Tianqiong from Qi land gave a memorial to His Majesty the Emperor, saying that there were three ancient legendary sacred mountains thousands of miles away from the East China Sea, with immortals and immortal grass on it. He asked him if he knew about these sacred mountains and immortal legends. Although it seemed vague, Chen Xu immediately understood that history did not change much because of his appearance. Although Xu Fu was brainwashed by himself and urged Qin Shihuang to go to sea to find the fairy mountains, another person took action. In other words, history did not change essentially because of Chen Xu's small actions, and what should come still came.

Chen Xu also asked Wang San and Wang Si about Wang Jian's condition, and the two of them were also vague, just saying that it was to reassure him that the general was no longer seriously injured after Xu Fu's careful diagnosis and treatment, which also made Chen Xu breathe a sigh of relief.

The only person he knew about the highest level of Daqin was Wang Jian, and after a few days of getting along, they had a good relationship with each other. Wang Wu and Wang Qi and others were by their side and refused to leave. Chen Xu could roughly guess what point was that this old man was afraid that he would be killed by others. Whether it was protection or surveillance, when he did not have much self-protection power, this was a timely help, and it was worthy of gratitude to him.

More than ten minutes later, Wang Wu and others put away their swords and wiped their sweat and dressed. Chen Xu also finished two pancakes and two bowls of porridge, and then took four free thugs and bodyguards to Faqinghe Town with a slight mouth.

Before it snowed, he had to do what he could do and arrange what he could do as much as possible. Before spring, steel must see the results. As long as there was steel, it was no longer necessary to be a minor official under Ma Boyuan, Wancheng. Since Jiangbeiting could not bring him to Xianyang, he could find a way to find Zhao Qing or simply ask Wang Jian to take him to Xianyang to meet Qin Shihuang. Using steel, such a powerful weapon, is enough to impress Qin Shihuang.

But before this, he still needs to prepare a few things.

Because winter comes, merchants traveling from south to north almost completely cut off contact. In addition, Qinghe Town is located in remote mountains, and there is almost no one coming, and there are almost no passing by. In addition, various workshops have slowly stopped working. Therefore, after the beginning of winter, Qinghe Town has become much colder.

However, this kind of desertion is only relative. The blacksmith shop and the sugar wine shop are still very lively during this period. Therefore, the slack farmers wear thick clothes to wrap their hands in their sleeves every day, and gather around the two workshops to watch the fun with all kinds of shabby hats, cloth or leather.

In the warehouse where the sugar wine shop used to store wine and ferment, a huge piece of wood was placed, about three meters long and six feet thick, split up and down into two halves and one foot apart. The heart of the giant tree was hollowed out with a round groove. A wooden frame made of thick wood was firmly fixed to the ground. There were huge bluestone bricks underneath, and the whole was slightly inclined.

This is the wood press for oil pressing. It took four days to cut the wood from the mountain to the sugar winery. It took three days to saw it and make it into the shape in front of you for nearly ten days. Among them, it took eight days to hollow out the tree heart and take out the round groove. Nearly 200 adult villagers were used one after another. The hemp rod of the chisel, axe, blacksmith shop was built with several apprentices for several days. The whole process was almost replaced without changing the posts and processing day and night. Finally, the wood press was successfully made in about half a month. In combination with the wood pressing, there were also wooden blocks, wooden wedges, bumping wood, bamboo hoops, crushing tea tree fruits and other work. In order to get a bite of vegetable oil, almost everyone in Qinghe Town was used by them.

Fortunately, it is the winter slack season, and everyone has almost nothing to do, otherwise this matter will not be finished in two or three months.

There were many people in the warehouse and more people in the yard. They all squeezed at the door and looked inside. The noisy sounds could be heard at the entrance of the village.

"Get out of the way, Lidian is here~!" When Chen Xu, Wang Wu and others came in, as some people shouted loudly, these people immediately made way out and greeted each other.

"Okay~" Chen Xu smiled and nodded all the way into the warehouse. Lu Gen and Liu Erwa who were working on several sides also stopped to salute.

"No gifts, can you start oil pressing today?" Chen Xu asked impatiently.

"It should be OK. The wood press has been placed firmly, and the wooden wedges and the wood hitting are also ready. Just wait for the ground tea tree fruit to be steamed thoroughly before it can be squeezed!" Liu Erwa, as the main designer and maker of the wood press, looks full of confidence.

"Okay, then start quickly, hope you succeed in one go!" Chen Xu's mood suddenly improved.

"Prepare to start construction!" The reed root of the sugar winery shouted with great momentum. More than a dozen helpers immediately took off their thick coats and started to get busy. Some took out the tied hemp grass, some started to organize the woven brand new bamboo hoops, and some started to check the hemp ropes tied to the wood. In the yard, several helpers began to light the fire in several sugar-boiled earth stoves. Even the villagers who were watching the fun rolled up their sleeves and began to help lift the pottery jars and sacks that had been filled with tea tree fruit. The sound of shouting came one after another, and the whole sugar winery became even more lively.

Just when the sugar winery was in full swing, two young men wearing fur jackets and fur hats appeared outside the yard of the sugar winery. Looking at the noisy situation inside, they looked at each other in confusion and tied the horses, and then walked to the crowd together, looking in tiptoe.

"A few days ago, I heard from Lidian that this tea tree fruit oil has a nutritious taste and is very fragrant when cooking. I don't know how it tastes like!" A villager wearing a thick patched winter clothes said licking his mouth.

"As long as we get the Lidian out, we will definitely taste it. Lugen said that if the oil can be really squeezed out, each household can be divided into two taels!"

"I also heard that Lu Gen, Liu Erwa and others can get two kilograms per household, why can we only get two kilograms? This is unfair." A thin man wearing thin clothes muttered dissatisfied.

"You are looking for a blow, right? I dare to say that Lidian is unfair. I asked you, what have you done for our Qinghe Town? You are a lazy and despicable person who travels around the town all day long, and you dare to say bad things about Lidian." A middle-aged man next to him immediately looked back at the speaker with dissatisfaction.

"That is, Lord Lidian is busy every day, building primary schools, health centers, pharmacies, making roulettes, and spending money to purchase so many valuable medicinal materials and mountain products. How could you enjoy half the benefit? Have you never drunk the wine and vinegar in the sugar wine shop? Have you never tasted the sugar? Have you never eaten the buns and steamed buns in the elementary school cafeteria? He asked someone to buy these tea tree fruits from the south hundreds or thousands of miles away. You haven't paid a penny but you're 2 taels of oil. What else do you want?" Another old villager directly scolded him.

"Yes, from tree cutting to production, this wood press is managed by You Jiao and carpenter Liu Erwa and others. Lu Gen is the manager of the sugar winery and is busy every day and dare not be lazy at all. It is reasonable for them to be a little more. No one else would have such a contempt as you? If there were no Lidian, how could our Qinghe Town be so rich? If I heard you slander Lidian again, be careful that someone's fist would not recognize others!" A black boy showed his fist and threatened him directly.

So, with the condemnation of a group of people around him, the guy shrank his neck in disgrace and did not dare to speak again.

The two young men coming in behind the crowd looked at each other again, and the doubts on their faces became even more serious.

"Brother Chen, this Lidian seems to be very popular with the people!"

"Brother Ying said that when I walked through the Central Plains and the north and south, I have never seen anyone comment on officials like this. This person is worth visiting!"

“Okay~”
Chapter completed!