The Trials of Leon Chen in the Mystic Valley Chapter 29

The refugees gathered outside the city of Yuzhou had long since dispersed. The imperial court recruited them to build river embankments. Although it was hard work, they could still earn a living. In the spring of next year, they would be able to return to their hometowns with grain distributed by the imperial court.

The north wind brought flying snowflakes.

The snow was as light as cotton wool blown by a gust of wind, and melted before it fell to the ground.

Leon Chen simply didn't even bring an oil-paper umbrella. He followed the example of pedestrians on the street and rolled up his sleeves and raised his fur collar, even covering half of his face.

The market where people are buying New Year's goods is crowded with people, rubbing shoulders with each other. Many people have even taken off their felt hats and are sweating profusely while arguing with the vendors for prices. All kinds of turbid smells are blowing against their faces. If there are any cultivators here, I'm afraid they will... He frowned and left on the spot.