"Yes."
In an instant, Bai Chen and the others remembered the painful experience of their faces cracking from dryness last winter, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it useful for chilblains?"
Yi Chichi, "…do you all have chilblains?"
"Yes."
Anticipating the chilblains, Bai Chen and the others were almost in tears.
Winters in the Northeast are bone-chillingly cold, water turns to ice, and everything freezes.
Their ears were frostbitten the first winter they came, and they got chilblains on their hands and feet too.
The feeling was indescribably uncomfortable.
"The ointment won't work; although it's effective, it doesn't help with chilblains. I can make a separate chilblain ointment for you."
"We'll discuss it."
The pork fat was bought together by them, so no one could decide alone.
After a round of complicated and hesitant discussions, Bai Chen and the others decided to eat less pork fat in order to treat their chilblains.
"We'll give you half; is that enough?"
