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After Fu Zhi finished counting the people on the list, he divided the dozens of people into two groups according to each person's request. The first batch was given to Feng Shi, the second batch was given to the Meng Family, after which, Feng Shi and the other members of the Meng Family would measure the palm data according to the people on the list.

In fact, it was not like Qin Wuya had not thought about letting Feng Shi and the Meng family make the two kinds of gloves evenly, or making the S-XL Code together so that all kinds of people could wear it.

But after thinking about it, Qin Wuya felt that this method was not suitable.

After all, there were no machines in the Villa that could survive in bulk. Whether it was making codes or customizations, they were all handmade by Feng Shi and Meng Family. Since this was the case, they might as well customize them according to the size of each person's palm.

Of course, because there were too many of them, Qin Wuya still helped the two young women who were skilled in needlework.

After approximately ten or so days, when all the people on the list had received the appropriate Wushu Gloves according to their own requirements and sizes, Qin Wuya left the Meng Family and Feng Shi to stay in the Villa for another five or six days before helping Zhang Weiyan and Qin Xiao Bao to make some clothes to change into winter clothes.

Furthermore, he had Madam Meng and Feng Shi measure themselves for him, Zhang Shan,, Madam Wei and Cai mama, making it convenient for them to make other winter clothes for Qin Wuya and the others after they left the mountain. Only then did he settle the money and sent people to send the two people down the mountain.

Eight days later, it was snowing heavily at Yunzhou Mansion. The snow lasted until the sixteenth day of the third month.

But even so, the entire Sunset Clouds Mountain and the entire Villa were still sealed off from the outside world by the pure white snow.

Fortunately, Qin Wuya had gotten Xu San and the Ye Erniang to count the majority of the list of ordinary workers in the villa eight years ago. Furthermore, the ones who lived far away from their families had all settled their monthly fees and year-end rewards in advance. In addition, they slowly dispatched a dozen or so carriages and forty ox-carts to carry the staff back to their homes.

The number of stewards and female servants that were still left on the villa added up to less than a hundred people. Even though the entire Sunset Cloud Villa had been locked down by the heavy snow for dozens of days, just the self-produced vegetables and meat was enough for the entire Villa to provide three meals to everyone.

Because of this, even though the heavy snow had isolated the entire villa from the outside world, it did not cause any panic. Other than the fact that most of the outdoor work had to stop due to the cold weather, the ordinary daily work continued to proceed in an orderly manner. It was not much different from before.

After giving birth, Qin Wuya's body was still a little better off than when she was a girl. She was not as cold as before.

It was a clear day today. Seeing that the snow in the courtyard was piled high enough, Qin Wuya asked the wet nurse to wrap Zhang Weiyan and Qin Xiao Bao up properly. Then, they would put on their gloves and mask.

Right now, the two little fellows were holding radishes, carbon balls, dates, wooden barrels and other supporting tools as they copied Qin Wuya's actions of folding the snow balls together.

The snowballs pushed by the two little fellows were really not small, and the two of them had a stubborn temper. They clearly couldn't carry the snowballs, but they didn't need the help of the wet nurse and the servant woman.

Zhang Weiyan was panting so hard that his face was flushed red, but his eyes were wide open, clearly showing that he did not care about his fatigue.

On the contrary, Qin Xiao Bao's face was somewhat pale. Knowing that things were not going well, Qin Wuya hurriedly asked the servant woman at the side to bring a hot water towel, and also had the wet nurse carry Qin Xiao Bao to the side.

He used hot water to wipe his face and then gulped down the hot brown sugar water that he had prepared earlier. Seeing that Xiao Bao's face had warmed up a little, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

When Qin Xiao Bao was just born, he was not as well fed because of Zhang Clan's lack of milk. Although he had recovered in these few years, his physique was not as thick as Zhang Weiyan's, who was a year younger.

"Mother, what happened to Brother Xiao Bao?"

After playing in the snow for a while and seeing Qin Wuya and Qin Xiao Bao still not coming out of the Warm Pavilion, Zhang Mo Yue felt bored and threw away the snow ball in his hand.

"Your Brother Xiao Bao is fine. "Come, mom will wipe your hands as well." After handing Qin Xiao Bao over to the wet nurse, Qin Wuya also stirred a hot cloth to wipe Zhang Weiyan's face.

When he wanted to wipe his hands again, he found that the coat covering the little guy's clothes was mostly wet. He couldn't help but bitterly smile, so he could only send his servant woman to the back room to get the two little guys a clean coat, and add a few more pieces of silver charcoal to the brazier at the four corners of the Warm Pavilion.

After drying his body and changing it into a new set of cotton, Qin Wuya ordered the easels, pens, and pigments in the art studio to be moved to the Warm Pavilion so that the wet nurse could take the two little fellows to scribble in the Warm Pavilion. Then, he took out an account book to verify the accounting for the year in and out of the villa.

Originally, he was only looking around, but this time, maybe because Qin Wuya looked carefully, he really did notice a few problems.

It wasn't really a big problem, but after the winter came, the amount of silver on the Manor was slightly different from the amount on the books.

Currently, there were three different grades of charcoal stored in the Sunset Cloud Villa. Most of them were ordinary pine charcoal, which was cheaper, but the smoke was a bit heavier.

The second type was green carbon, which was better than normal pine charcoal, it was easy to ignite, there was less smoke, and naturally the price was also much higher. Qin Wuya had prepared this for some of the middle and high management to use after entering winter and continue to work on the mountain.

The third type was the silver charcoal that was currently burning in the pavilion. The silver charcoal had a long burning heat and was almost smokeless, making it the almost the best quality coal out of all the charcoal sold in Cloud Prefecture.

The only drawback of the silver charcoal was that it cost too much, even Qin Wuya himself was not willing to keep burning silver in the house, most of it would only be used in the inner rooms or other areas to play with the children, while others would usually use green coal or pine charcoal.

Because the sun was high enough, the temperature in Sunset Clouds Mountain during the day could be considered average. For this reason, Qin Wuya would only occasionally order people to light a brazier before nightfall. In addition, the amount of time that the silver could burn was not short. Even if it was burned for half a night, it could only burn two to three pieces a day. A month's worth of money was more than enough.

By the end of the month, the rate of use of charcoal had increased to about two times that of the previous month, which was around three hundred yuan.

According to the rules set by the Sunset Cloud Villa for the stock of items that have been used for a long time, the stock of such consumables should be twenty times more than the monthly usage.

In other words, according to the amount of silver from before, the final amount of silver should be around two thousand yuan. Even after the month was over, the amount would only be around six thousand yuan.

However, Qin Wuya found out from the detailed accounts of the daily necessities that before the snow had sealed the mountain, the last time the Villa bought silver and coal was one hundred and seventy cages, which was seventeen thousand yuan. This number was almost the same as the amount of charcoal collected in the village every three months.

He sent someone to the study room to retrieve the detailed accounting books for the interior use of the villa, and carefully calibrated the usage amounts of silver and green charcoal in the past two months. However, he discovered that the usage amounts of both types of coal were within the normal and reasonable ranges, and even the usage amount of silver charcoal was twenty percent lower than what Qin Wuya had predicted.

Qin Wuya frowned slightly, then turned to a woman beside him and said, "Go and call Secretary-General Ye and Chief Steward Yan over."

"Yes, ma'am." The old woman answered, took her raincoat and quickly left.

By the side, Zhang Mo Xie who was playing with Qin Xiao Bao saw that Qin Wuya was free, and took out the graffiti that he had just finished and showed it to Qin Wuya: "Mother, can you look at the pictures that Ming'er has drawn?"

"Alright, mother, take a look." Qin Wuya then pretended to be interested and received a piece of floral paper that was filled with various colors of paint.

Although he could not tell what the hell the painting was about, but according to his past experiences, Qin Wuya still praised him against his own heart, "My family's feast was really well painted."

"Really?"

On Zhang Mo Yue's white face, a pair of round eyes stared like two grapes. She looked up at Qin Wuya and asked excitedly: "Does mother really think that Ming'er's drawing is good?"

"Of course, Ming'er will definitely become the best painter in Cloud Prefecture when she grows up." Qin Wuya continued to open her eyes and lie.

Zhang Mo Xin was convinced and asked happily: "Then mother, guess what Ming'er is going to draw?"

"… …." Guess... "Guess …?" The corner of Qin Wuya's mouth twitched.

How could one guess at such a ghastly figure? Wasn't the difficulty level too high?!

He did not notice the rigidity of Qin Wuya's expression at all, but Zhang Weiyang still asked excitedly: "Mother, quickly guess!"

"Eh …"

The corner of Qin Wuya's eyes also twitched. She originally wanted to avoid answering, but when she saw the little guy's gaze was too sincere, she knew that she couldn't avoid it this time. Under her helplessness, Qin Wuya could only guess:

"Dinner painted gorillas?"

"…" Upon hearing this, the slightly raised corner of Zhang Mo's mouth instantly turned down.

Qin Wuya knew that it was not good, and immediately added: "Is the picture that Ming'er drew a wild boar?"

"..." Zhang Mo.

Is it not?

Qin Wuya had a headache, she could only ask with a smile: "What did Ming'er draw? Mother couldn't figure it out. Huai'er, tell your mother? "

"Mother, Ming'er painted it … It's a painting of Daddy. " Zhang Mo Ming mouth stirred, eyes red.

What? This gorilla is... Was it yam?!

Hearing that, the finger holding the drawing paper could not help but tremble.

After a long while, Qin Wuya's cheeks and neck were red from holding it in, her teeth chattering strangely.

Zhang Mo Yue's face turned green: "Mother, if you want to laugh, laugh."

"Mother …" Mother … No... I don't want to laugh. " Qin Wuya's ears turned from red to purple, and her teeth chattered even more violently.

Zhang Mo's face was dark: "Mother, don't hold it in."

"Pfft!" Qin Wuya's Breaking Technique.

"Mother …" "You are indeed deceiving Huai'er." Zhang Mo Xi dropped a few tears that looked like soybeans, but Qin Wuya was caught unprepared: "Nothing … …" Mother did not lie to Huai'er. Huai'er painted very well, but … "It's just that mother is too stupid."

As he spoke, he seemed to want to increase the credibility of his words. Qin Wuya took the drawing paper and looked left and right for a good while before spouting nonsense, "I didn't realize it before, but now I see that he really does look like your father. Look at his nose, his eyes are exactly the same as when he was drawing a picture."