Chapter 92: It's Snowing

There is only one recipe, the medicine and the furnace were both prepared by myself; it's already good enough that it succeeded, and it still gets a grade?

I strongly suspect this broken system is mocking me!!!!

An Yinan suppressed the roar in her heart, then closed her eyes, held her breath, steeled herself, and made a bloody scratch on her arm.

"Ugh, so painful."

An Yinan frowned, quickly crushed the Small Silver Pill, and sprinkled it onto the wound.

It was much faster than the medicinal liquid refined the second time; the moment it was sprinkled on, the bead of blood began to coagulate, and in just a short while, only a scab remained on the wound.

"This... is just a poor grade?" An Yinan widened her eyes.

Except for the prescription, all the other herbs were handled by her, and the furnace was just an ordinary furnace for boiling traditional Chinese medicine.

Is this effect too powerful?

She dared not imagine what an Excellent Pill would be like, let alone an Excellent one?

An Yinan put the finished Small Silver Pills into a glass bottle; in the space, these pills would not lose their efficacy, so she just needed to seal them well before taking them out.

After organizing everything, she finally took out the Medicine Furnace rewarded by the system.

The Medicine Furnace was pure silver and did not look very special, but inside the Medicine Furnace were several compartments with various mechanisms on top, which could add medicine in sequence, and the Medicine Furnace automatically controlled the fire.

An Yinan took her hand down, and the image in her mind finally disappeared; the moment she touched the Medicine Furnace, her mind had automatically played the operation manual for everything just now.

She pinched her own face, somewhat doubting which world she had transmigrated into.

Isn't this the era? Why does it feel like there is a sense of fantasy?

Shaking her head to cast these absurd thoughts away, An Yinan did not test the Medicine Furnace because it was already twelve o'clock at night.

With all this tossing and turning, she didn't even have time to eat dinner.

Fortunately, Beibei was already used to it; as long as she was translating and the door was not opened, he would not disturb her.

After tidying up her things, she slept in her clothes.

The weather gradually turned cold; their house was a newly built house, so the warmth retention was naturally good, and at night she would stuff a few pieces of slow-burning wood into the stove, and until dawn, the kang would still be warm.

An Yinan pushed open the door and was surprised to see a silver-white expanse.

On the withered branches, in the entire vegetable garden, on the roofs, and on the mountains, everything was silver.

"It's snowing." An Yinan walked out the door, stepped into the snow, and heard the "creak, creak" sound of the snow.

Then, thinking of something, she hurriedly took the ladder out of the shed, grabbed a broom, and swept the snow off the roof.

In the north, one never knows when the snow will stop; if it is not swept in time, it will collapse the roof.

It took more than half an hour to slowly finish sweeping the snow off the roof, and she turned to clear the snow off the shed before finally clearing a small path to go out.

The snow was already as deep as her calves; if it continued to fall, she didn't know what level it would reach, and looking at the goose-feather snow drifting down, it probably wouldn't stop anytime soon.

"Zhang Qian." Walking out the door, An Yinan shouted.

Zhang Qian opened his door and waved at An Yinan, who was standing at the entrance.

"Hurry and sweep the snow off the roof; if you don't clear it bit by bit, it will be even harder to clean later," An Yinan instructed.

Zhang Qian was in the military camp at the far north, so he naturally knew this.

He just didn't have a ladder and was waiting for An Yinan to come out.

"I'll go to your courtyard to move the ladder," Zhang Qian said.

The two of them swept the path in the same direction and soon converged.

"I'll go call Yuanyuan and Xiue; you sweep first, and later we'll help them clean up everything," An Yinan quickly arranged.

Zhang Qian strode forward, moved the ladder first, climbed onto the roof, and carefully swept the snow.

An Yinan knocked on Xie Yuanyuan's courtyard gate, but it was Li Xiue's side that opened the door earlier, "Nan Nan, we'll use the ladder in a moment."

Among their four households, only An Yinan had prepared a ladder in advance and added a few straw mats for warmth during the winter.

"Xiue, Zhang Qian is using the ladder; he will send it over to you in a moment," An Yinan quickly replied.

Li Xiue waved her hand to indicate she understood and hurriedly took a broom to sweep the path; their households still needed to clear a path to the main road.

"Yuanyuan." An Yinan knocked on the door while calling out.

Xie Yuanyuan, who was in her sleep, sat up abruptly; after the quilt slid off, she immediately felt the cold, hurriedly put on her clothes, opened the door, and saw the icy, snowy world.

"Nan Nan." Xie Yuanyuan called out.

"Use the broom to sweep a path to the door first." Xie Yuanyuan was from the Southern Front and had no experience living in the north, so An Yinan naturally had to take care of her more.

"I know." Xie Yuanyuan wasn't good at other things, but she was obedient; after hearing An Yinan's arrangement, she didn't ask for the reason, immediately returned to the room to get a broom, and began to sweep the snow on the road until she opened the main gate, "This snow is too heavy."

Li Xiue smiled, "It snows a few times every winter; if it doesn't snow, how can it be called winter!"

"Zhang Qian and I have finished sweeping the roof; you all go together to sweep the small path leading to the village, and Zhang Qian and I will sweep the snow off the roofs."

The snow on the roof was very thick, and people with little strength couldn't sweep it at all; it required a lot of strength, and only she and Zhang Qian could manage it here.

Zhao Qiu Hua thought for a moment and suggested, "I'll go cook, Xiue and Yuanyuan will sweep the road, and the roofs will trouble you two; come directly to our room for breakfast in a while."

Everyone agreed with this arrangement, and everyone did their own work, each doing what they could; it took about an hour, and all the snow was mostly swept away.

Although the old snow had been swept, new snow was still falling, and the road that had just been swept was covered in white again.

But even knowing this would happen, they still had to keep sweeping; if they didn't, the snow underneath would melt bit by bit, and the ground would freeze, making it even more difficult to walk.

"Hurry inside to warm up." Zhao Qiu Hua took out a towel and patted everyone's clothes, knocking off the snowflakes on their bodies and heads.

It was hot inside and cold outside; once inside, the snow would melt, and that damp feeling was really not very pleasant.

"Drink a bowl of water first, and we'll eat in a moment." Zhao Qiu Hua served everyone a bowl of water.

The water was pale yellow, and when An Yinan smelled it, there was a sweet scent; it was malted milk, "You've gone to too much trouble, Qiu Hua."

Zhao Qiu Hua waved her hand, "The one in front who steals drinks has more than this; I'm happy to give it to you, but letting her drink it makes me upset."

Everyone heard this and just chuckled.

Now that they had moved out, everyone basically didn't interact with the people in front, only occasionally interacting with Qian Zhao; whenever they made something good to eat, they would also have Zhang Qian call him over, after all, Qian Zhao had helped with the houses of the few families.

"Nan Nan, call Beibei over in a while; you two can eat here together in the morning, then go back and boil some hot water or something, and heat up the kang," Zhao Qiu Hua said with a smile.