The difficulty for Cheng Ru began the second day after leaving Gaoyi Lane.
In the depths of winter, the charcoal in Qu Fulan's house used to be of good quality, thanks to the connections Sister-in-law Chen had through the Pei Mansion.
Otherwise, can a woman go out to buy charcoal? Whether she can buy it or not is one thing; even if she can, it's still inferior quality, as the good ones are all taken by the aristocracy.
At home, there was no charcoal left. Without the Pei Mansion's connections, Sister-in-law Chen couldn't buy any coal, and they needed the firewood for cooking, so they couldn't waste it.
It was so cold this winter, you wouldn't even want to step out the door.
Let alone doing anything, your hands would freeze the moment you took them out.
Qu Fulan was still wrapped in a quilt, reading and reviewing the ledgers.
The side of Pei Mansion, having always assisted Gaoyi Lane, now received orders not to meddle in anything and actually felt a bit uneasy about it.
