In November, the capital of the North China Plain is still warm in the sun, and it just looks a little cool.

Hedong Province, located on the top of the Taihang Mountains, has already had a bleak autumn wind. When he drove south from Longcheng in the Fenhe Valley and climbed over a steep mountain, the Hong Kong visitors in autumn clothes felt even more like it was cold in winter, and the cold was withdrawing their shares.

Although the leaves in Peking are yellow, there are quite a lot of green. But along the way from Longcheng, there are fewer and fewer greens. In the end, except for the pine and cypress, there are almost no green on the mountains along the way, and even the withered leaves are gone.

Early in the morning, walking between the mountains and valleys, there was a silence of silence. Only the occasional bird song and the sound of the car engine were heard.

"Hiss, why is it so cold? The temperature is at least ten degrees lower than that in Peking." Guan Zhilin tightened her autumn clothes she bought near the Beijing airport and said tremblingly.

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's certain that it's six or seven degrees lower. Who told us to be on the mountain?" Lin Qingxia explained. She has been in Peking for so long and is more accustomed to the weather in the north. She doesn't feel as cold as Guan Zhilin, who just came from Hong Kong in Greater South.

"The temperature difference is not as big as the mountain." Zhong Chuhong was also very cold, rubbing her hands and chanting.

"Of course." Qiao Feng was amused and looked at the poor students who didn't study well. He had never studied geography well at first glance, and explained: "Hedong Province is located on the Taihang Mountains, with an average altitude of more than one thousand meters. The average altitude of more than one thousand and two thousand and twenty-hundred meters at this time. The mountains are mostly about one thousand and five hundred meters, and the highest altitude is more than two thousand and one hundred meters, which is not much worse than the highest peak in Hedong. And how high is the average altitude of Peking, more than forty meters."

"It's so much different." Zhong Chuhong said in surprise with wide eyes.

Guan Zhilin's eyes were full of stars, and she looked like a little admiration of Brother Feng.

"That's it." Qiao Feng enjoyed the admiration of the poor students and continued to show off: "The impact of the terrain on the temperature decreases with the increase of the terrain. Generally speaking, every 100 meters of increase, the temperature drops by about 0.6℃. Sister Qingxia said just now, the average temperature in Hedong is 6℃ lower than that of Peking. The temperature in our current location is 7 to 8℃ lower than that of Peking. If we reach the destination, the temperature will drop by 1,0℃."

"Then we should buy winter clothes, but this autumn clothes are not useful at all." Guan Zhilin said a little regretfully.

"Who can you blame me? You said that winter clothes are too thick and not good-looking, so you have to buy autumn clothes." Qiao Feng said angrily: "Everyone wants beauty but not warm. Now you know how to regret it? It's too late!"

"Then I don't know if this place will be so cold, but you don't explain it clearly." Guan Zhilin pouted and said with a grievance.

"That's right, you didn't say it clearly." Zhong Chuhong was rarely in the same camp as Guan Zhilin. He was also cold and didn't bother to show Guan's vixen's face.

"No, let's see if there are anyone selling clothes along the way and buy some more for everyone." Lin Qingxia saw that everyone was so cold that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she said helplessly to Qiao Feng.

"Yeah." Zhong Chuhong, Guan Zhilin, Ye Qianwen, Wang Yuxian... The beautiful women who suffered for beauty were looking at their men at the same time, and they nodded pitifully to show that Sister Qingxia was right.

"Haha." Qiao Feng laughed at the man and rolled his eyes: "You think you are in Hong Kong, but you are on the roadside. Not to mention the roadside, there are not many stores selling ready-made clothes even when you arrive in the county."

Although Lin Qingxia has often come to the mainland in the past two years, she is in big cities. Just Lin Qingxia goes to her sister, which is also a coastal city, and its economy is much more developed than that in the mainland of Hedong.

In those cities, although there are not many stores, you can buy most of the things you usually want to buy, daily necessities, clothing, and basic things.

So, she thought she could buy it here too.

But Qiao Feng knew very well that this was not the case.

Not to mention these years, even six or seven years later, there are not many small counties like the mainland, whether they sell home appliances, daily necessities or clothing.

Like clothes, people often focus on finding tailors at this time, and many of them are made by themselves by pulling cloth.

As for the roadside, then hehe. Not to mention that there is absolutely no need to sell clothes, there will be not too many supply and marketing cooperatives. At most, there will be one supply and marketing cooperative in a village. After that, the things in the supply and marketing cooperative are still just a few taels, and there is no choice or choice.

Swish.

The eyes of the girls suddenly darkened.

They all pulled their clothes tightly again, and prepared to work hard.

Originally, Qiao Feng wanted to let them freeze for a while, but he was so cold that he was trembling pitifully, Qiao Feng's heart softened again.

He said angrily: "Okay, don't pull it. The clothes fit enough, and it will be broken if they pull it again." After that, Qiao Feng patted the driver's back of the chair and said: "Notify everyone to stop and take out the prepared clothes."

The car stopped, and the cars following behind also stopped. The driver took out the walkie-talkie and asked the cars in front to stop.

Hearing Qiao Feng's words, he watched the driver jump down to open the luggage compartment, and the eyes of the women lit up again.

"Brother Feng, you have prepared your clothes." Guan Zhilin didn't know if it was cold or excited, and her voice was trembling.

"Otherwise, you can choose it yourself." Qiao Feng snorted.

When buying clothes at Peking Airport, I saw that they bought autumn clothes but none of them bought winter clothes. Qiao Feng knew that they must be frozen.

It was inconvenient to buy more winter clothes from the airport, so Qiao Feng asked the accompanying Hong Kong and Taiwan Affairs Office to contact Hedong to arrange the car and buy all the winter clothes.

They are all in a style of Yishui, all of which are navy blue tweed coats. No matter what autumn clothes the women wear, this navy blue tweed coat can be matched.

"Wow, Brother Feng, you are so good. You know you love me." Guan Zhilin cheered and hugged Qiao Feng's arm, looking so happy that she was about to faint.

"Tsk, why are you so proud?" Looking at Guan Zhilin holding Qiao Feng's arm and acting coquettishly, Zhong Chuhong curled her lips disdainfully and said to Ye Qianwen beside her: "It's so artificial. It's not just for her to buy it, we all have them."

Before Ye Qianwen could express his opinion, Guan Zhilin jumped up and stopped: "I was so proud and happy. Brother Feng was so considerate. What's wrong with me? Do you care about me? Aren't you moved?"

Yes, I'm not moved.

Zhong Chuhong was so aroused that she almost blurted out her mind. Fortunately, she reacted the second before the words were spoken.

Looking at Guan Zhilin who was smiling like a fox, hiding pride, looking forward to her falling into the pit, Zhong Chuhong's face turned black with anger.

"The little bitch actually dug a hole to harm me, I'm not finished with you."

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Chapter completed!