Busy days always seem to pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already the twelfth lunar month. With the weather gradually getting colder, towards the end of the winter month, Jinghan had Zhiming inform the restaurant that the mushroom yield might not be as good during the twelfth month. Indeed, once it entered the twelfth month, the mushrooms became sparse and not as abundant as before. Jinghan understood that this was due to the cold weather, and even if they burned more wood inside, the house's insulation was too poor, so the temperature still wouldn't rise. This temporary problem couldn't be resolved, so they had to make do. It just so happened that these mushroom logs had been producing mushrooms for almost two months now, and it was time for them to take a break. In these two months, just from selling mushrooms, they had earned almost 30 taels of silver, which made Jinghan very happy.