Chapter 91: Papermaking Ice-Making Method

iron pots were set up on a rack, burning with a roaring fire, the aroma filling the air.In five iron pots, white rice was being cooked. In another five iron pots, a hundred catties of pork were stewin...It is now the middle of the month.

The night was deep, a round moon hung high in the sky.

Inside the Yang family home, everyone sat together, watching Xiao Jiu calculate.e others, not even the villagers dared to believe it when they heard about it."You, you're lying!"Zhao Deyi glared at Yang Lin and growled, "Good! You dare to forge the imperial decree It seems you tr...