[Ancient Winter + Building Snow Shelters + Survival + Farming + No Saintly Do-Gooder]
After transmigrating to ancient times, everyone thinks it's just an ordinary winter. Only Chen Qing adds wood ash to the snow every day.
The villagers mock him, and his fiancée breaks off their engagement, but Chen Qing doesn't care.
Because he knows this snow won't stop falling.
Then winter arrives, and the heavy snow crushes every house in the village. Food is running short.
Only Chen Qing builds snow shelters, cuts holes in the ice to fish, sprouts beans, tames snow wolves, and assembles sleds.
In this ancient winter disaster, everyone else is freezing like a dog and would give up anything for a bite to eat.
Chen Qing, meanwhile, is living even more comfortably than before the disaster.
Villagers: Chen Qing, why is your snow shelter so warm? Teach us! I'll trade you a quilt!
Fiancée: Chen Qing, I'll trade all my gold and silver jewelry for a fish!
Looking at the people who used to look down on him, Chen Qing lies in his snow shelter, drinking hot water and eating grilled fish, with five sled dogs to care for.
Chen Qing: I told you back then, but you wouldn't listen. Now I don't have any food to spare. After all, I've still got five dogs to feed!
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