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

The next day, the three of them had breakfast and set off for the city. After entering the city, the carriage drove straight to Zhou's mansion.

As Song Shiwei and Feng Rugang got out of the car, the manager guarding the door quickly stepped forward.

"Is this Miss Song?" Seeing the three people coming, the steward introduced with a smile: "I am the housekeeper of the mansion. The eldest master knew that Miss Song was coming, so he specially asked me to come out and wait for her."

Song Shiwei nodded slightly: "In that case, thank you for your help."

"Miss, don't say that. It's what we should do," Butler Zhou waved his hand and asked someone to take the reins from Zhang Wu, and respectfully greeted Song Shiwei as he walked towards the mansion.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Song Shiwei keenly noticed that Feng Ru's small body trembled, and he looked at a servant standing at the door with his head down with fear.

His eyes moved slightly, and Song Shiwei understood: "The last time you came here, was it him who pushed you?"

Feng Ru suddenly looked up at Song Shiwei with shock in his eyes.

Li An happened to jog out at this time, and when he got to the front, he noticed that the expressions of several people were not right: "What's wrong?"

Feng Ru lowered his head and did not respond.

Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei looked at the servant grimly.

Butler Zhou stood aside and laughed dryly, completely unaware of the reason.

Li An looked at Song Shiwei and then at Zhang Wu, confused.

Song Shiwei glanced at the concierge coldly: "Is this what you mean by cleaning up the servants?"

Li An didn't know how the doorman treated Feng Ru, because there was only the doorman at the door at that time, and no one would know if Feng Ru didn't say anything. Now he noticed that Song Shiwei's tone was not right, doubts lingered in his mind and he made some guesses.

"Uncle Zhou, check this out for me," he said, and then made an invitation gesture: "Miss Song, rest assured, I will handle this matter well. Please move aside."

Song Shiwei said nothing more. He fixed his eyes on the little girl for a while, then glanced at Zhang Wu and took the lead.

Zhang Wu took the little girl's hand and followed Song Shiwei without saying a word.

Li An led a few people through the corridor and into the courtyard. After passing the rockery, they slowed down their pace and said, "In front is my master's courtyard. The master who measured the dimensions is already waiting in the side hall. You can ask Brother Zhang Wu to take Ru'er there. The master knew that the young lady was coming, so he specifically asked me to take you there to have a chat."

It was indeed a bother for others, so Song Shiwei did not refuse this time. He nodded slightly and asked Zhang Wu to take Feng Ru to the side hall, while he followed Li An to find Zhou Huai.

"This is the young master's study. Usually, not many people come here."

Song Shiwei stopped at the door of the study and said, "I won't go into such an important place as the study."

Li An smiled and said, "The girl is joking."

Song Shiwei still didn't move. He looked at the quiet environment here and the guards guarding the door. He also knew that the study of the person in charge of the Zhou family was not someone who could enter casually. Who knows, there might be some confidential letters in it.

It happened that Zhou Huai, who was in the study, heard Song Shiwei's voice and came out. When he came out, he saw the person standing outside the study motionless. He glanced at Li An who was rubbing his hands awkwardly, and a smile appeared on Zhou Huai's face.

"Why don't you come in, Shi Wei? I heard that you came and took out all the good tea that you have treasured for a long time."

Since the host didn't mind, Song Shiwei had nothing to worry about and immediately went to the study.

Li An stood in the yard and clasped his fists towards Zhou Huai: "Sir, I will go to the side hall to greet Zhang Wu and Ru'er."

Zhou Huai said without even turning his head: "Go ahead."

As they were about to sit down, a waiter brought them some hot water and snacks.

Song Shiwei looked around with a puzzled look in his eyes: "You don't have a charcoal fire in your house?"

Zhou Huai was brewing and pouring tea smoothly while smiling and answering, "No, it's cold in the north in winter, and many families in the city have built fire walls and kangs, which are warmer than burning charcoal."

Song Shiwei suddenly realized and wondered why the room was so warm.

Zhou Huai brought the brewed tea to Song Shiwei with a warm smile and a clear and gentle voice: "Shiwei, this is your first time to my house, right? There is a yard in the mansion that is best for viewing the snow. I will take you to see it later."

Song Shiwei waved his hand: "No need, I don't like pretentious things."

But it must be said that Zhou Huai's collection of fine tea is very much to Song Shiwei's taste. It tastes slightly bitter at first, but sweet after entering the throat, and the tea soup is even more refreshing.

Song Shiwei picked up the teacup and put it under his nose to smell it, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Zhou Huai's smile deepened upon seeing this: "It seems that this tea can please Shi Wei. There is still some in the storehouse. Take it back and have someone pack it for Shi Wei to drink slowly."

"Thank you very much."

"By the way, I heard from Li An that you like reading books. I have a lot of miscellaneous notes here, which record various places and events. If Shi Wei is interested, you can take some back to read. It should take some time to measure the size."

Song Shiwei raised his eyelids and looked at Zhou Huai, and their eyes met.

Zhou Huai's eyes were open and his expression was calm, but the tenderness and tenderness in his eyes revealed his thoughts.

Song Shiwei calmly withdrew his gaze, stood up and walked to the rows of bookshelves on the left.

Zhou Huai lifted his robe and stood up, strode to the back of Song Shiwei, his tall body covering Song Shiwei completely, pointed at the fifth row of bookshelves and said softly: "This row is all miscellaneous notes, and there are two rows over at my desk."

Song Shiwei didn't like having someone standing behind him, as that would expose him to danger, so he immediately walked aside, picked up a book that interested him from the bookshelf, and then returned to sit on the couch.

"If you have something to do, you can go ahead and do it first."

Zhou Huai smiled helplessly, and sat opposite Song Shiwei: "There is nothing to deal with recently. If you feel uncomfortable, then I will go and check the letter first?"

Song Shiwei was overwhelmed and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Huai didn't want this to be the last time Song Shiwei came to the Zhou Mansion. He smiled wistfully and got up and returned to his desk to deal with matters. His position was just opposite to Song Shiwei, so he could see her as soon as he raised his eyes.

Although he had no intention of dealing with things, Zhou Huai still tried his best not to look at Song Shiwei so as not to make her uncomfortable. He just hid his thoughts in his heart. Holding the brush in his hand, he didn't even notice the ink dripping. His long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

Li An left on his own accord and first went to the side hall to instruct the servant to serve him well. Then he went to the back room in the outer courtyard. After a while, the guards threw the doorman in like a dog.

After a beating, they successfully found out what the doorman had done that day.

Li An flew into a rage and kicked the man against the wall two meters away. He then had the doorman thrown out of Zhou's house and called the butler to announce the doorman's crime to everyone in the house as a warning.

After dealing with the doorman's matter, Li An went back to the side hall to find Zhang Wu.

After measuring Feng Ru's size and choosing the style of clothes, Li An slowly went to the study to report.

Song Shiwei was not polite and packed up most of the miscellaneous notes on Zhou Huai's bookshelf and took them away.

Li An led the way in front. Zhou Huai took the tea from the servant and held it in his hand. He also took the miscellaneous notes from Song Shiwei's hand. He did it very naturally.

Li An didn't react when he saw it, but the two servants who were serving him looked surprised.

Zhou Huai personally escorted Song Shiwei to the door and looked straight at her: "Hello."

Song Shiwei got on the carriage and waved casually: "I'm sorry for the trouble today. I'll treat you to a meal another day. I'll ask Zhang Wu to return the notes after I finish reading them."