Natural disasters in books: I stockpiled goods to escape famine in ancient times

Walking out of the Moon-Watching Tower, Song Shiwei raised his head and glanced at the top floor.

Their eyes met, Song Shiwei calmly withdrew his gaze, and walked straight towards the crowd in front.

On the Moon-Watching Tower, Zhou Huai's eyes were calm, and his gaze was fixed on the streak of white until it disappeared.

Li An stood silently by, with many doubts and surprises in his heart.

"It seems that this trick doesn't work. Let's go back."

"Yes."

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It is worthy of being the Moon Worship Festival held once every three years. In addition to moon-gazing, there are also many snacks and acrobatics, and the noise is endless. Lanterns can be seen everywhere, with red and orange being the most common colors, which makes people temporarily forget the current disaster.

Song Shiwei came here with excitement and left when excitement was gone. When he returned home, he could still see a lonely dark red moon hanging high above the clouds.

"Zhang Wu, do you think the moon in other places is also red?"

Zhang Wu put the bucket down and shook his head: "I don't know either, but the capital has never heard of the Red Moon in previous years. It should only exist in the northern border."

Song Shiwei was puzzled. How could the same world, the same moon, have different colors in different places?

But there is no need to delve into it too deeply. After all, this is just a world in a book. The whole plot revolves around Xie An and Shen Qianxue. Hong Yue is never mentioned in the book. Delving into some details will only give people a headache.

The two walked in the city for a long time, ate a lot of snacks and drank some wine. When they got home, they felt weak, so they went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next day, the master and servant slept until noon and practiced sword skills in the yard for a while before it was time for lunch.

In the afternoon, Zhang Wu was called by Wu Dahai to go to the mountains together. They originally went up the mountain to collect firewood and chop trees. Later, they heard that Zhang Wu had some skills, and several people who were traveling with him could not help it anymore. They immediately turned back and went home to get their weapons to prepare to go into the mountains to hunt.

Song Shiwei originally wanted to go for a walk in the mountains, but when he saw them going, he gave up, so as to avoid meeting them in the mountains and scaring Wu Dahai and the others.

They went hunting in the mountains for two consecutive afternoons. The first time, they managed to hunt back a lone wild boar, and the wild boar meat was divided equally among the families. After that, there was no such good thing again. It was considered good if each person hunted a pheasant.

Three days had passed since the Moon Worship Festival. On the fourth day, they were awakened early in the morning by the noisy sounds in the village. They both opened the door and came out at the same time.

Zhang Wu pursed his lips and said, "Master, I will go out to see what is going on."

"Ah."

After a cup of tea, Zhang Wu came back jogging, panting slightly: "Someone has come to the village, and they are collecting wild animal skins from house to house."

Song Shiwei frowned after hearing this. Why would they sell hides in such a hot day? In previous years, the northern border would be entering winter at this time, so it would be reasonable to sell hides. However, the weather was abnormal right now, and no one was sure how long this extremely hot and dry weather would last. It seemed abnormal to sell hides at this time.

Although Zhang Wu didn't know about the natural disaster, he knew that now was not the time to collect the skins. Thinking of what he saw at the village chief's door, he immediately said, "I felt something was wrong, so I wanted to ask the village chief about it. As a result, there was a carriage parked at the village chief's door. The carriage looked very ordinary at first glance, but it was not. The materials used in the carriage were very exquisite. Many dignitaries in the capital like to buy carriages like that."

"Someone from the capital?"

Zhang Wu shook his head: "I don't know either. I was afraid of causing misunderstanding, so I didn't rush to the village chief's house to investigate. But I watched for a while and found that those people were indeed collecting skins and the money they paid was sufficient."

Song Shiwei seemed to be thinking about something, tapping the table with one hand.

"Since there is no other action, don't worry about it for now. For lunch, I want to eat garlic mashed cabbage and stir-fried diced rabbit. I still have a lot of pickles, so I'll make a pickle soup."

Zhang Wu smiled and nodded, "I'll go get it ready. Boil some hot water in the pot. Master, wash up first. Yesterday, Dahai's wife brought a lot of pickled wild vegetables. It is said that they are very refreshing to eat now. I'll add another pickled wild vegetable for you at noon."

"It's up to you."

Zhang Wu went out with a bucket, ready to fetch water from the mountain. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Li An who was about to knock on the door. Both of them were stunned.

At this moment, Song Shiwei came out of the room holding a long sword, and his eyes met with Zhou Huai who heard the noise and looked over.

Zhou Huai saw the long sword that Song Shiwei was holding, his eyebrows raised, and a smile spread across his face: "The girl is actually a martial artist, and a swordsman, so she must be very agile."

Song Shiwei did not respond to this, but instead said: "Since Mr. Zhou is Zhou Yi's elder brother, hasn't he asked him about my affairs?"

"The girl seems to have some misunderstandings about someone."

"It's not a misunderstanding, I just have a question in my mind."

Zhou Huai cupped his hands, his eyes gentle, "Girl, feel free to ask."

"That's great. If that's the case, let's be frank. What is your purpose in trying so hard to get close to me? Or do you want to get something from me?"

Zhou Huai looked at Song Shiwei in surprise, puzzled: "I also want to know what I did to make the girl misunderstand me like this. If I say that I have no purpose and just want to make friends with the girl, can the girl believe it?"

Song Shiwei sneered immediately: "Do you believe this yourself? At first, your brother also said that he wanted to be friends with me, and later he said that he wanted me to join your Zhou family. You two really deserve to be brothers. Even your words are the same."

"Mr. Zhou, please go back. I don't need friends, and I won't work for anyone. You should stop wasting your time on me. If you really want to make friends, then don't bother me every other day."

Before, Zhou Huai only knew about Song Shiwei from Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi and Liu Cheng praised Song Shiwei to the skies, saying that she was an extraordinary woman. Later, when Zhou Huai heard Zhou Yi talking to her, he still didn't feel anything different.

After the brief contact during this Moon Worship Festival and today's conversation, Zhou Huai realized that what Liu Cheng and others said was true.

After parting at Wangyue Tower, Zhou Huai often thought of her standing at the railing in his mind these days. Behind her were dim lights, and lights of various colors illuminated her body. Zhou Huai just realized it.

It turns out that there are really people who can shine.

Especially that face, as white peony under the moon, fair and cold, and as delicate as glass that would shatter at the touch. It was as if there were cold stars in the night, with wind and clouds moving. She glanced at him casually, with a dull emotion in her black pupils, as if nothing in the world could enter her eyes.

This is a woman who looks weak but is actually very skilled. If you ignore her abilities because of her appearance, you will fall into an abyss in the next moment.

The more we understand people who are similar in some aspects, the more we want to learn more.

Zhou Huai said this, but he forgot that Song Shiwei was an outlier. She hated trouble and stayed out of the public eye just like he did, but she did it casually, while he had no choice.

Thinking of this, Zhou Huai laughed to himself, and when he looked at Song Shiwei again, the gentleness he pretended in front of others was gone in his eyes, and instead there was a hint of sharpness.

"Since Miss Song has said that she will not work for anyone, I will not force her. If Miss Song does not want to make friends, I will not bother her again in the future. I am here today for one thing. I came here to tell Miss Song that there is news about the person you inquired about in the capital city before."

Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu looked at Zhou Huai at the same time.