It turns out that although the thermal insulation performance of this adobe house is good, the people here still feel that they are not enough, and even leave the windows very small just to make it warmer in winter.

The production of flat glass in the world is not high, and the price is still a little expensive, so naturally it was not transmitted to remote places like Mogutun. Therefore, the windows here are still covered with window paper, and due to the temperature difference, they are all covered outside.

There was a stove burning in the house, and there was a stove next to the stove. It seemed that water had just been burned inside. The water temperature inside was very high, so the main hall was filled with smoke. People here used firewood and coal to keep warm, and it seemed that they would burn whatever they needed.

Fang Chang, the head general of the Bai family, went into the inner room on the west side and took him and the middle-aged man from Wu family to the kang.

The stove, stove and flue for boiling water pass through the kang, so the kang becomes the largest radiator in the whole house and the warmest place.

He ordered the family to get water and make tea, and Fang Chang and the two of them had their names.

The head of Tun, whose surname is Bai, was named Baijing. The reason why he was called Tunzhu was because when his grandfather was young, he took two hunting forks and took the lead in opening up the open space here and set up the first house. So in name, his grandfather, his father, and he were the leaders of this small tribe.

However, due to the small number of people, the distribution model here is still relatively average, and the leaders often rely solely on their personal prestige to organize production and life, so their relationships are relatively equal.

Therefore, when the middle-aged man surnamed Wu came, he rushed into the yard and called "Lao Bai".

If you change to another place, you will have been punished long ago.

The middle-aged man's name is Wude, but the ordinary residents of Mushroom Village have no special skills or characteristics except that they are good fishermen and hunters like most people in the village.

However, Wu De and Shirai are familiar with each other and often walk around on weekdays, so this time, he was the first to think of Shirai's family.

The master of the village, Baijing, looked at the sky and said to Wu De:

"Lao Wu, go and call Zhuzi and San Shenger, let's have a few drinks tonight."

"No problem, I'll go now." Wu De responded readily. He raised his neck and drank the tea in the tea bowl, then took off the kang with a slightest mouth, opened the curtain and walked out.

Shirai turned his head and said with a long smile:

"Customers will take a break and have a few cups of wine and play with us later, which is the most appropriate thing."

"Thank you, my family." Fang Chang agreed happily.

Then he opened his backpack, pulled out a lamb leg from it, and then pulled out two sausages and a few courgettes, saying to Shirai:

"Here, you can add some food to these."

Shirai was overjoyed when he saw the food that Fang Chang took out.

Especially this green courgette is very attractive to the people who have not seen vegetables for a long time in the cold winter in the north. He hesitated and asked Fang Chang for a few words. After Fang Chang said that, he immediately took it and took it outside for his wife to cook, and then boiled water and warmed wine.

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It was already dark outside, and there was no trace of light seen through the window frame.

The room was still dark, but the main body responsible for lighting had already penetrated through the window and turned into a little lamp bean on the high table next to it.

It was a small high-legged porcelain cup filled with some oil of unknown ingredients, and then a piece of rope made of thick cotton thread was used to twist the lamp. The lights were dim and were pushed by the breeze that occasionally blew from somewhere, swaying slightly, and the shadows of people and objects in the house were mottled on the wall.

Several people sat in a circle, pushing cups and drinking.

Shirai's wife had prepared the meal and had already taken her children to the inner room to rest, while the people in this room knelt and chatted around the kang table.

The table was filled with hot air and a few hard dishes were placed on the table, but the most popular one was the plate of cold courgette. Everyone praised it and swept it away without waiting for it to drink.

Shirai was knowledgeable and said to several neighbors on the table:

"This kind of fresh fruit and melons are always rare and precious things in the middle of winter."

"It's fine to be in the far south that never snows. It is said that in the north of the Central Plains, only the big cities with hot springs next to them will produce crops that are opposite to the normal season because of the geographical location."

"And it is often very cheap. It is normal for each melon to be fried for one or two cents of money, and it is difficult to find this way, because it is bought by those who have rights at home and will be snatched away every morning."

Bai Sanshengzi said in surprise:

"Ah! Wouldn't we have eaten several cents of this meal today?!"

Shirai smiled and explained to them: "It can be said that, otherwise why does this plate of cold dishes taste so good? Let's not talk about it, drink and drink."

After saying that, he clinked glasses with a few people. The five of them cooked the wine cup together. After each of them scattered the wine cup forward, they let Shirai pour the wine cup back on. What they drank was strong. Although it was not stored in the cellar, they were very energetic. When drinking, they would flow into their stomachs like a fire thread, which was very satisfying.

Fang Chang took his mouth to stew frozen tofu and asked:

"This Mushroom Village has no earthen enclosure and the courtyard wall is short. Are you not afraid of beasts like jackals or wolves?"

Wu De held the chopsticks diagonally and replied slowly:

"It's too expensive to build a siege. We can't afford it, but when it comes to beasts, we are not afraid. We have few land here and live by hunting and fishing all year round. No one in the village has a shortage of hunting skills."

"If there are indeed beasts like jackals and wolves coming, as long as the sounds can be passed on to each other, we can let the beasts see the bad steel forks in the village, and just add some harvest."

Then he began to give Fang Chang a detailed picture of the benefits of various preys and the precautions for hunting.

The other people are very familiar with this topic and can be whispered a few times from time to time, which is very useful. Their experience is very meticulous, and it is long than Fang Long, which has always relied on brute force and absolute speed in hunting. It is so exquisite that Fang Chang also listens with relish.

When they were happy, Wu De also went to Baijing's wall to get a few hunting clip hunting bows and other equipment, and showed them to Fang Chang.

He also told Fang Chang:

"Every time we go out to hunt, we have to go to a temple three miles away to worship for a few days. It is said that in this way, the chance of accidents will be greatly reduced. Of course, this is just a legend, and everyone is still used to worshiping when they set off."

"Who is the sacrifice in that temple?" Fang Chang asked.

"It is said to be a local mountain god, but those young people in the village can't understand what they are written in it." Wu De replied, "And it is really doubtful whether this mountain god temple is accurate. There were monsters around him two years ago. Everyone was still in a panic for a few days, but the monster was said to be still active and the mountain gods did not come to eliminate monsters."
Chapter completed!