"Master, there is. Everything good from Shili Village is here, so their brothers will have a feast later. I have prepared it all," Lin Ziyin explained with a smile.
"That sounds more like it." Master Hui Zhen, seeing the space she had specifically reserved, finally stopped her incessant complaints.
The twenty leftover medicinal monks who returned were also cheerfully heading to the side courtyard.
The next morning, Chu Suifeng and the others went to check on the city wall, Lin Ziyin also followed.
After a night, the heavy snow showed no signs of stopping. A large snowflake fell from the sky, like dancing sprites. There were people specifically assigned to shovel snow on the streets, and there weren't many pedestrians. With the control of malaria, the people were calmer.
The water in the Mo River could definitely not be drunk anymore, everyone has started using well water. Now when it snows, you can see a lot of households, busy with buckets and other containers to collect snow.