MTL - Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang-Chapter 878 Traveling in vain is a treasure trove

  Chapter 878 Walking alone and worrying about thousands of miles

Yan Shirong was curious, went over to take a few, turned them around three times in his hand, but still couldn't see what she was drawing, so he helped his forehead, and asked someone to put it back for her, and couldn't help but said: "Xinbao, Why are you interested in this again in two days?"

  Yuan Shen Jue smiled: "Probably because she feels relieved."

  Yan Shirong originally just said something casually, but was taken aback by what he said, and then suddenly realized.

  Yes, yes!

  Before, Xinbao had always revolved around herbal medicine. This was her "professional", and this was her confidence to protect her family except for the prophets.

  Even if you encounter something else, just take a look at it on a whim, and go back to the way of medicine after a while, and it will serve the way of medicine after all.

  Until now, when she played with Baojun cars and focused on doing business, she really "forgot" medical skills temporarily, and went to play and make trouble like a child, doing something that interests her.

  Watching her shaking her head and shaking her head, and humming a little tune, Yan Shirong actually had a sore nose in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "That's great."

  This is really good, really good.

  Forget about those unhappy past events, be our pet little Jiaojiao as you like, and grow up happily!

  Yan Qingshan also looked at the little girl for a long time before turning his head and talking to Emperor Ming Pei: "Father, that Xie Wenkai has made several very rare weapons, why don't you take Xinbao to have a look?"

  Xinbao is a very reasonable person. She saw Long Xiangwei's inspection with her own eyes, and if she couldn't find any faults, she would figure it out by herself, thinking that her worries were unreasonable, and then she would convince herself.

   For the same reason, let her see how powerful Dayan's weapons are, and it is estimated that her fear of foreign aggression will weaken a lot.

  Emperor Ming Pei vetoed it: "No need, I will take Xinbao with me."

   "Wait a few more days," Yan Shirong cleared his throat, and said, "I've only tried dozens of times, and I still don't know if it's safe or not."

   "It's nothing," Emperor Ming Pei motioned to Fang Wuyou to hold the box on the table to them: "This is what Zhiyu just brought over this morning, binoculars, take a look."

As long as you understand the principle, it is not difficult to make a telescope. The telescope that Xu Zhiyu brought over is a monocular, carved with wood, and when you put your eyes in, you have carefully polished the shape of the eyes, and there is a support for the bottom. Handle, very nice.

  Yan Shirong heard Yuan Shenjue say how to use it, so he took it out and tried it, and Yan Qingshan also took one out to try it out quietly.

   After a while, the two came back. Yan Shirong smiled and said, "It's good. There is such a thing. It's good to ask people to pick a suitable place to watch it."

   As he spoke, he stroked the snow foam on his body: "It's snowing."

  Emperor Ming Pei nodded: "It's time."

  Xinbao's prediction is that starting from the fourth day of December, there will be a severe snowstorm for 27 consecutive days.

   Today is already the third day of December.

  The capital city is so close that it will be affected. It started to snow today.

   And this, for the people in those places, is "finally here".

   Around the early morning of the fourth day of December, the snow suddenly became heavy. Hao Huashi had good hearing, and lying on the couch, he could clearly hear the snow falling on the branches.

  When you wake up in the morning and open the door, you will see a world of ice and snow in front of you. The snow on the ground is as thick as a pile of snow, and the snow is still falling continuously.

After lunch, in every village and town, there will be people beating gongs and drums to ask people to come out to sweep the snow, especially on the roof. You can't be lazy. You have to sweep every day, or even twice a day. If there is no strong labor at home, If you can't go to high school, the village will send people to help sweep it.

  The snow in other places should also be cleared in time, in short, it should be maintained in a state where people can walk normally.

  Hao Huashi went out for a walk, and the villagers from far and near greeted him with smiles on their faces.

  If it had been a different year, with such a heavy snowfall, especially knowing that it would be next month...the whole family would have been worried and cried to death.

But now, everyone has a big padded jacket, every family has a kang to warm the walls, and piles of firewood and coal are stockpiled, not to mention, the women in the family have received "wool yarn" to play socks at home, even If you are stupid, you can play one or two pairs a day by yourself, and you can earn three pennies for one pair. Although it is not much to say, but with such an income, you feel confident.

  How to put it, I feel that although there is a disaster, life is better than in previous years.

  Hao Huashi walked a long circle, and a thick layer of snow fell on his body.

When he was in front of people, he maintained the graceful demeanor of a fairy apprentice. As soon as he entered the courtyard, his bones loosened instantly, he jumped up and down, patted randomly, and wiped away the snow on his head and body. A handful of snow was caught from the tree, and with two or three strokes, a little girl was pinched, wearing two small hair bags, and standing obediently on the tree.

  Hao Huashi looked at the little girl, frowned, imitating her usual way, and tilted his head.

  Hey, I still miss her.

  He rushed into the house to write a letter to the little master.

He can be regarded as a thousand miles away worrying about it. The letters written by the little master this day are much more than the letters that the master wrote to the little master back then. He really told him from the beginning to the end. The one who is not at ease, really It's both funny and heartwarming.

   Now that the snow is falling, it is easy for the capital to send letters here, so he has to write letters to the capital frequently.

  As the snowstorm began, the news here was also sent to the capital at a low price.

  But to Xinbao, the letter written by the apprentice is called the letter, and the report is the truth, so every time he writes a letter, he must show it to Daddy Yeye and brother.

   The three of them didn't say that they had watched it long ago, so they took it seriously and watched it again.

  Hao Huashi's letters are plain and simple, and he knows kung fu. He turns around every day, and the circles he turns around are quite big. Everything he writes is in the smallest details, which is very touching.

As long as he has three ounces of ink in his stomach, he can write hundreds of poems. It's a pity that he is as illiterate as the little master, and he has to rack his brains for doggerel poems, so he wrote them all... another whole day and night, from Zishi It's not too late until Haishi.

  In the capital, it only rained for two days and then stopped. After two or three days in between, it rained for another day and night.

   After several snowfalls, Li Tingfang really realized the beauty of Baojun cars.

  It is stable, warm and bright, and you can still see the scenery outside, which is amazing.

So in addition to the two poems he made before, he wrote several more poems. The envious courtiers cried out, even when Xu Zhiyu entered the palace, he laughed and said, "When will your highness start selling it? Even if you lose your fortune, you still want to buy one." .”

  Xinbao refused with a clear mind: "I won't sell it now, because the technology is not yet mature, so it's just a test drive. I won't make a lot of it until I mature, and then I will sell it."

  She also noticed a detail and corrected him: "The Baojun car is not pulled by horses, so you can't say buy one, but buy one."

Xu Zhiyu smiled and responded repeatedly, while saying: "Your Highness, I have an idea. If the Baojun car is further improved, can it be made bigger, because isn't Your Highness going to sell it to the powerful, such as some high-ranking official, such as a family member? You usually have to bring someone with you when you go out, so it is best to have a seat for a maidservant, otherwise the servant can say that you can ride a horse with you, and the maid will be more troublesome. Kind of weird."

  Xinbao thought so, so he nodded, "You're right."

She immediately wrote a letter to Xiang Xiaojun, and assigned a task to Xu Zhiyu on the spot: "When you are free, go find these high officials, as well as their mothers and wives, in short, Baojun's car. All potential customers, ask them what they think, and how they want Baojun to change in the next step, they can write it down and bring it to you, Xinbao will take a look."

  Xu Zhiyu responded repeatedly.

  Others were gone, Xinbao thought of another thing, caught up and said: "Little fish."

  (end of this chapter)