There were only four people in the government office: Feng Jin, Qiguan Rang, Xu Ke, and Jiang Pengji, who had been slacking off.
Other than Feng Jin's woollen goods, which were knitted by his wife, the others were begged.
Yes, begged, but the target was a little strange.
"Knitting, isn't it addictive?" Xu Ke forced a smile.
To be honest, Liyun also felt that knitting was addictive.
The weather was cold, and there was no need to plough fields or run errands. The internal affairs were taken care of by the teachers. He had nothing to do after practicing his spear for four hours every day, so he hugged the ball of wool and knitted.
But it was windy outside, how cold was it to knit?
He thickened his skin and went to the government office to get some warm air. Qiguan Rang teased that having a wife was better than not having one, complaining that Feng Jin always used the scarf knitted by his wife to provoke him. Then Liyun, the honest child, sincerely offered to knit a suit for Qiguan Rang.
Qiguan Rang was speechless.
Xu Ke laughed until his stomach hurt, then teased Liyun, "Hanmei helped Wenzheng, why not Ke?"
"Sure."
Xu Ke was speechless.
He was just teasing the honest child.
Liyun's fingers were nimble, his knitting efficiency better than the most skilled woman. The knitted sweaters had patterns, neat stitches, and looked exquisite.
In just a few days, Qiguan Rang and Xu Ke received the results of Liyun's knitting. Both of them had mixed feelings.
She was so virtuous, she could be married!
"My lord, do you want to knit a suit?"
Liyun's impression of Jiang Pengji had already gone off the charts several times. Remembering that she was also alone, he volunteered himself.
But he was rejected.
Jiang Pengji was too lazy to look up. "No need, it's not like I'm unwanted. No one will even make a suit for me."
What a joke, the ladies in the government office were fighting to make one for her.
More importantly —
"I'm highly skilled in martial arts, there are few opponents in the world, I'm immune to heat and cold. I'm not like them, shivering like quails when they take off a piece of clothing. "Jiang Pengji smiled wickedly, hitting the three strategists in the government office with her words.
"My lord, you're wrong …"
Although their physiques weren't as good as Meng Hun and the others, they weren't completely useless.
Jiang Pengji glanced at them and said, "Can you go out for a morning jog so early in the morning?"
The three of them were silent for a moment. If the blanket did not allow them to get up, they would not run.
The wool from the North borderline was continuously sent to the Xiangyang district. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the North borderline and to avoid the fight between the Tsing Yi army and the Red Lotus group, every batch of wool was transported on a different route.
The knitted sweaters and trousers would not only be supplied to the people of Xiangyang District, the surplus would be sold to Chongzhou, where Liu She was from.
Naturally, the price was not as cheap as here. It was at least ten times more expensive.
Chongzhou was much colder than Xiangyang district.
However, at the beginning of the sale, not many sweaters and trousers were sold. The style was alright, but they had never seen the material before.
However, the magistrate of Chongzhou, Liu She, was Jiang Pengji's father.
His father personally recommended it, and the officials under him also bought a set of clothes.
The moment they put it on, it was really warm, soft and comfortable. They were convinced by Liu Prefecture's governor's recommendation.
Slowly, the market for the sweaters and trousers opened up, but the quantity was limited. Basically, they were sold out when they arrived in Chongzhou.
Without any warning, the first snow of the year fell on the world. It was as big as a goose feather, and the sky and earth were the same color. It looked extremely beautiful.
Jiang Pengji issued a decree in the district headquarters. Every household would be fined if the snow on their roof or in front of their door was more than an inch higher.
"Although most of the houses in the district are new houses, if there is too much snow, it will still cause the houses to collapse. In the land under my rule, I do not wish for the tragic scene of Shangjing's snow disaster to happen again. I hope that all the people in the district will be able to get through this winter in peace. "
Jiang Pengji's decree made many people complain, but the district headquarters had the final say in Xiangyang District. The people could choose not to implement it, but the district headquarters had the right to take back the rented houses and chase their entire family out.
Faced with such a forceful implementation plan, the people could only swallow their complaints and obediently sweep the snow.
Every courtyard was equipped with a ladder. Moreover, the houses were not tall, so sweeping the snow was not dangerous.
Feng Jin looked at Jiang Pengji, who was becoming more and more beautiful, and said, "My lord, the people will understand your painstaking efforts."
Jiang Pengji nodded and then said, "Don't be reserved, roast whatever you want to eat …"
In winter, having a hot pot and barbecue for a meal was the most exciting.
In winter, the daily routine in the government office was basically having a meal and working overtime.
As for when to have a meal, it depended on when she hunted for something big, or there would not be enough to eat.
Jiang Pengji set up a charcoal grill, a barbecue plate, and a hot pot rack in the government office.
The fuel was a pot of charcoal, and a few tables were put together. Whoever wanted to eat could roast whatever they wanted to eat.
More than ten kinds of seasonings were placed in different small glass plates to cater to each person's taste.
There were no green vegetables in this season. The hot pot was filled with fungi, mushrooms, cured meat, or other game.
Feng Jin looked at Jiang Pengji holding a brush, dipping it in the seasoning, and brushing it on the pheasant and chicken wings. He was completely at ease.
With such a lord, what else could he say?
Say that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen?
Looking at Meng Hun and the others who were eager to try, he could not bear to spoil the atmosphere with his words …
Sigh, I'll just treat it as a party without so many rules …
Feng Jin thought silently. He quietly extended his chopsticks and picked up a fat drumstick that Li Yun had just roasted. He sighed in his heart … He originally thought that Li Yun would be the God of Spears on the battlefield, but he followed the wrong lord. His path of growth was a little crooked. Farming, knitting, and now he even mastered the technique of barbecuing. The outside was crispy and the inside was tender. When roasted, it was golden and crispy.
Li Yun was a martial artist with sharp ears and eyes. How could he not know what Feng Jin was doing?
But compared to eating, he enjoyed the feeling of barbecuing more. It was a great sense of accomplishment.
Because it was a private gathering, and Jiang Pengji suspiciously emphasized that there was no need to be too restrained, Qiguan Rang simply threw aside the rule of not talking when eating and quietly enjoyed the fruits of Meng Hun and the others' labor. "When the district town stabilizes next year, Rang will want to bring my wife and daughter over."
Xu Ke was a little tempted, but he thought that Taxue, who was by Jiang Pengji's side, had not been dealt with. If he brought Xunmei over, he was afraid that it would harm her.
Thus, he could only bury this thought in his heart and quietly listen to it.
He was preparing to imagine his goals for the coming year.
Meng Hun was a loner. Next year, he only wanted to help Jiang Pengji complete the conquest of Fengyi County.
Luoyue wanted to go back, but now he was on the pirate ship and could not get off. He could only sigh and accept his fate.
Brother Li Yun said, "I hope master can come back next year and reunite with me. Then, I can find a good wife and strive to become a father before the end of the year."
Ever since the first batch of glass was sold, Jiang Pengji had money.
She was also generous to her subordinates. She gave them a few months' worth of overtime pay and bonuses.
Brother Li Yun was now considered a person with a small fortune. He had a house, money, and a car (mount).
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