"Leader Zhang!"
"Leader!"
"Boss!"
As Zhang Feng headed back to the warm fourth floor, people passing by, as well as those setting up 'cotton racks', all greeted him.
"Mm, take it slow while working."
As Zhang Feng walked, he occasionally gave advice, to prevent injuries while they set up the racks.
As for the cotton racks, they're actually big cotton quilts surrounding the walls.
Several quilts are also placed intermittently in the middle of the shop corridors to retain heat.
In the middle are several large heaters, with chimneys leading to the windows outside.
"This winter is really cold..."
At the moment, Old Gao, who had come down earlier, was warming himself by the heater.
"Indeed, feels ten degrees cooler than usual." Ah Sheng said with a smile, looking much better now.
...
Unconsciously, ten days passed again.
Zhang Feng mastered the skill and added it to Eight-Step Chasing Cicada.
Currently, his Constitution is 57.
