Extra (One)
Ever since the incident that frightened everyone passed, Han Zixuan couldn't quite tell if life now was good or bad.
Waking from another nightmare, Han Zixuan, unable to fall back asleep, got up to make breakfast for his wife, Huo Wei.
According to Huo Wei's demands, the food had to be diverse, plentiful, and full of color, aroma, and taste.
The sky was barely light outside, and the courtyard was silent, with other families still deeply asleep.
It's no wonder they slept deeply, anyone doing heavy labor every day would feel exhausted.
They were still acting; Huo Wei had said that if they were going to act, they had to be fully committed, embodying the people of this era accurately.
So neither the program group nor the Alliance would provide them with material supplies anymore.
Each of them, just like the roles they were playing, had to work to earn food.
Farming, weaving, working...
