In winter, he could let them dig the cellar to store a lot of vegetables.
Mo Ruyue had already thought of a way to preserve the vegetables for them. Every year, they would store the ashes that were burned every day and every hour. When the time came, they would scatter the ashes on the vegetables. They would not only keep the vegetables fresh, but they would also be able to lock in water and not spoil them. They would have no problem eating them all winter.
The two of them tried their best to think of a way to make the lives of these villagers better, even if it was just a little bit.
Many of these villages were military households, so they should improve their quality of life to better help Xi Liang defend the border.
In the afternoon, Chun Hua handed a thick letter to Mo Ruyue.
"Princess, this letter is from West River Village."
Mo Ruyue immediately smiled and quickly took the letter.
