The two of them smiled and talked for a while, and then Aunt Chen came in with food.

The doctor doesn't know anything about chili peppers, so he doesn't know whether he can eat them.

Zhao Ce slowly recalled some of the knowledge he had occasionally read in modern times, and decided to allow Su Cai'er to eat a little occasionally to satisfy her cravings.

Otherwise, seeing her pregnant with a child, she wouldn't even be able to eat what she wants.

Looking at him eagerly, Zhao Ce was also very soft-hearted.

After eating, he asked Chen Wu to take Aunt Chen and the others to clean up first.

Zhao Ce took Su Cai'er in the room and wrote an application form hoping that the Imperial Academy would allow him to study as a day student.

For foreign students like them, the Imperial College is a completely closed boarding school.

As before, the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month are holidays.

When ordinary people enter the Imperial College, they are not allowed to come out on weekdays except for holidays.

Unless you are a child of a noble family or a high-ranking official in Northern Zhili, you are generally not allowed to study as a day student.

However, there is nothing that can be done about Zhao Ce's current situation.

After all, he brought his whole family over, and his little wife is pregnant with another child.

It is basically impossible for him to study in the Imperial College with peace of mind.

So he could only write an application form and hope that the leader of the Imperial College would approve it.

Moreover, I have to prepare gifts and visit Liu's house. No matter what, I still need to build a good relationship.

In the evening, when Chen Wu and others came back, they told Zhao Ce about the house.

"We found a few families at the gate of the city. They will go over tomorrow to help clean up the house."

"After the house is packed, you can move in."

Zhao Ce nodded and asked them to do it quickly.

Aunt Chen went to turn over the charcoal basin, and another puff of black smoke floated up.

Although the black smoke drifted out a lot along the window, Su Cai'er, who was now pregnant with a child and more sensitive than before, still coughed a few times.

Zhao Ce couldn't do anything about it.

In this world, kangs are only used by poor families, while wealthy families sleep on decent beds and use charcoal for heating.

Therefore, the new house Zhao Ce bought naturally did not have such a thing as a kang.

At least there aren't any in the wing.

Now that Su Cai'er is pregnant with her child, she can't do anything if she wants to start work.

It seems that I can only find a place to burn charcoal myself.

Zhao Ce made up his mind and asked Chen Wu to inquire about the village on the outskirts of the mountain. He had to rent a place and burn some charcoal himself.

In this kind of weather, it is impossible to go up the mountain to cut down trees.

You can only pay a high price to see which forest farm has extra firewood, and then spend a little more money to buy it and burn it.

The two stayed in the inn for two days, and Chen Wu brought good news.

There is a village in the outskirts of the country that has a charcoal-burning kiln made by the villagers. However, the earthen kiln is not big and is blocked by heavy snow. People have to arrange for people to shovel the snow away.

As for firewood, I bought some in Fucheng next door to the capital at a price similar to that of charcoal, and it has almost arrived now.

Zhao Ce asked him to hire some people, clean up the kiln, and then build a straw shed on top.

The new home was almost tidied up, so Zhao Ce took Su Caier and moved in directly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the collapsed walls on both sides.

Before moving in, Su Cai'er had been vaccinated in advance.

It's not surprising to see these bricks piled with snow.

A charcoal pot has been lit in the house and it is very warm.

Su Cai'er looked at it for a while and praised without any guilt: "Husband, the house is very clean and not very old."

Zhao Ce pulled her down funny and handed her a cup of tea.

They don't have any familiar relatives or friends in the capital, so they don't have to waste time hiring people to warm their houses.

Several tables of food were prepared at home. Zhao Ce and Su Cai'er ate in the dining room, while the rest of the servants ate in the kitchen.

After eating and drinking, they took a nice hot bath. The two of them sat with their backs to the smoker, smoking their hair and chatting.

Su Cai'er also held a fan in her hand, fanning it occasionally to blow away the smell of charcoal.

Zhao Ce touched her rosy little face and said, "Tomorrow I will go to the suburbs to burn some charcoal. I think it will be available in a few days."

Su Cai'er sighed.

"I'm not that delicate, so I must use good charcoal. It's freezing cold today, and I don't want my husband to have to work so hard."

"And I didn't feel too uncomfortable. I just coughed twice occasionally. I asked Aunt Chen to make some more throat soothing soup and drank it, and I was fine."

Zhao Ce touched her hair that was not dry yet, inserted his fingers into it to loosen the hair at the back.

"It's okay, it's not hard for me, and I'm not very afraid of the cold."

"And now that I've made the charcoal, maybe it can bring us a lot of money?"

Su Cai'er blinked and asked curiously: "Does our family want to sell charcoal?"

"But I heard from Chen Wu and her husband that day that the firewood we bought at home was more expensive than charcoal. Wouldn't this mean we would lose money?"

Zhao Ce said confidently: "How could it be? How could the things I want to get be ordinary goods?"

On the contrary, the things that Zhao Ce makes now are basically processed from the original things of this era.

And once processed, this thing often becomes out of reach for ordinary people.

Su Cai'er agreed and said: "Everything my husband makes is the best."

Zhao Ce tapped the tip of her nose: "Flattery."

Su Cai'er hugged his waist and said with a smile: "This is not flattery, everything I said is true!"

...

The next day, the snow finally stopped for a while.

Zhao Ce dressed up and took Chen Wu and another taller nurse out.

The rest stayed at home and listened to Su Cai'er's orders.

The snow stopped today, and occasionally carriages and well-dressed people passed by on the road.

Zhao Ce rode his horse and led the people all the way towards the outskirts of the city.

This is a village near the outskirts of Beijing, and the roads are covered with white snow.

The carriage was afraid of being delayed on the road, so it would be faster to ride on horseback.

The north wind was blowing loudly on the road. Zhao Ce tied up half of his face with a cloth, but he still felt a little breathless.

As we walked all the way, we could see homeless people freezing to death on the roadside from time to time.

Zhao Ce felt a little sad, but he could only look away temporarily.

After finally arriving at the village, Zhao Ce felt that his whole face was frozen.

The back hill of this village, near the foot of the mountain, had long been chopped bare.

The people who brought firewood over there are unloading the goods.

A large fire was burned nearby, and the hired villagers came from home with axes and other tools to chop firewood nearby.
Chapter completed!