The Ming Dynasty in winter is long and cold, but for the Ming people who have lived for a long time, it has become a part of life. Moreover, compared with the past when they were worried about being hungry, hiding in the holes of the broken houses and trembling all day long, and fearing that they will become an ice sculpture in the cold winter, the existence of the Ming government is like a warm sun, and will not let the people in their jurisdiction freeze to death.

Besides, the winter in Ming Dynasty was not boring at all caused by doing nothing! Before it snowed, the government would organize the people to cut down forests to prepare the firewood needed for winter. It would also strengthen the houses to resist the cold wind in winter. It would also repair the fire pits of each household, which is the most important heating tool for the people of Ming Dynasty in winter.

When it snows and the activities going out are completely blocked, the government will carry out large-scale literacy training activities. Some new immigrants who cannot read and write can learn to write their own names and perform simple reading and writing through this literacy training.

In order to enrich the content of the activity, in addition to literacy, some simple life skills will be taught, such as simple manufacturing and repair of daily necessities, the manufacturing of tiles/mud bricks, etc., as well as women's clothing weaving classes/simple preservation methods for food/food cooking methods, etc.

In addition, it is simple hygiene knowledge, such as not drinking raw water/not eating moldy and spoiled food/not urinating or defecating anywhere, paying attention to the cleanliness and tidyness of the individual and residence, drinking cooked water frequently, taking a bath and washing clothes frequently, etc.

In this way, when Ulutus was just a tribe lord, he implemented the order in depth. Now it has been promoted to six provinces and one government with the growth of the Ming Dynasty. In the eyes of some old immigrants who participated in literacy training activities, this is a common thing.

But for Lin Shixian, who had just arrived in Heihe City, all this was very new. He arrived in Heihe City on the founding day before the winter came. In his limited understanding, he probably never thought that he could still come to such a remote place in his lifetime.

After all, for a local official like him who lived in Linjiazhuang for generations, Liaodong is already a wilderness. And the places further north of Liaodong are even more remote places where only shameless savages can survive.

However, after setting foot on the land of Ming Dynasty, he felt that his previous stereotype was so inferior. The prosperity of Liaodong was already as good as that of Weizhou, which had been war-torn for a long time. Although the size of villages and towns was not as good as Dingkou in Shandong, the people living in it did not have the sad expression of Linjiazhuang.

Moreover, the official roads of Ming Dynasty simply overturned his understanding of the official roads. The roads as hard as stones actually stretched from the seaside for nearly a thousand miles, leading all the way to the capital Shangjing. The carriages walking on the official roads were not only fast, but also very stable.

He was lucky enough to take a bus with other immigrants and experience the official road of Ming Dynasty. However, except for necessary rest and rest, they could not leave the immigration team at will, which made it impossible for him to go to a big city like Liaoyang/Shangjing to see what the true appearance of Ming Dynasty was.

When they arrived at Urago Castle, their good days were over. Because from Urago Castle, there was no such a hard and flat official road. And because it was still being repaired, the road was bumpy. Especially after the rain, it was completely a mud road that was deep and shallow.

At night, the blood-sucking mosquitoes became even more terrifying. As soon as they came, they were a group of black people, just like demons coming to the world. Fortunately, the official in charge of immigration prepared mosquito repellent mugwort and burned it. The choking smell of smoke effectively drove away the mosquitoes, but it also made everyone cry and it was difficult to sleep well.

This kind of tormenting life finally ended in Heihe City.

Although Lin Shixian could not imagine that this was the capital of a province in terms of a village or a town, in the wild forest north of Puyu City, such a small city can indeed be regarded as a big city.

After all, there is not even a village or town along the way, and there are only a few small wooden houses. It is said that this is a special inn by the government. It not only serves to point out the direction for past business and travelers and provide food and accommodation, but also manages the maintenance of official roads that are easily engulfed by the forest, and maintains the connection between Heihe City and Pu and the city.

At that time, Lin Shixian cried loudly on the first night of his settlement in Heihe City. Because in such a small town surrounded by forests, he could not imagine that he could return to the familiar Linjiazhuang.

Many new immigrants who arrived for the first time also cried like him. This was not only a farewell to the past, but also a welcome to a new life.

Fortunately, Li Zhuang, the chief officer of Heihe City, cared for them and the new immigrants. He asked the people in the city to build houses early and prepare firewood for the winter. He also stored food to satisfy the winter so that the newly arrived new immigrants could spend the winter safely.

Such care has allowed such new immigrants to feel the rare warmth of humanity in this remote place where they are unfamiliar.

Now in the north of Heihe City, across the Longjiang River where thin ice has already formed, new immigrants such as Lin Shixian are cutting down trees in the forest on the river bank for winter under the leadership of old immigrants. If there is anything the most in Heihe City, big trees will definitely be the first.

Cut down the forest along the river and they will be less blessed when they reclaim the land next year. If they sow wheat seeds as the farming season, the harvest will be achieved in the year.

At this moment, looking at the gloomy sky, the old immigrant who was responsible for managing the immigrants and cutting down trees, Da Yuxi took a sip of the big pipe that he had finally transported from Shangjing, and said to Lin Shixian with some enjoyment: "Look, it will definitely snowfall in three days."

Lin Shixian, who was recording work hours, glanced at the pipe with some envy, which was rising with wisps of white smoke. He smoked this thing once, but it was because he performed well in the immigration brigade, and was rewarded by the official. The taste was as happy as a god.

Although before he was happy, he was also choked by the strong impact smell of smoke, so that his tears and snot flowed out.

"Look at it's dark. If it's snowing, I'm afraid it won't stop that way, right?" Lin Shixian also looked at the sky where there was no trace of sunlight and guessed.

"Ha, just look at it! It's hard for you to even get out of the door after the first snowfall." Da Yuxi said, and suddenly a reindeer ran from the direction of the city. There was still a person sitting on the north side of it.

This made a small tribe of the Lu tribe naturalized people, and lived in Heihe City for a long time. When I came to Da Yuxi, I didn't even put the back of the deer, so I rushed: "The city lord has an order to order the head of a hundred households to lead the Dingkou below to cross the river and burn the wasteland immediately."
Chapter completed!