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

Luo Hongmei immediately smiled and said, "Okay, you can send it to Xiao Zhang later. We have a lot of meat stored at home. I will go and exchange some eggs tomorrow and see if I can find a way to get some fish back."

Huang Hai frowned when he heard this: "Eggs are fine. In winter, many families keep their chickens indoors. Fish may be hard to catch. The Fucheng River is frozen solid, not to mention the small river in the village."

"Let's take a look. If there's really nothing, forget it. It's not New Year's Day," Luo Hongmei said as she asked Huang Hai to carry the wild boar meat into the kitchen, cut off two kilograms of meat, put the rest aside, and send it to Zhang Wu after dinner.

After dinner, Luo Hongmei asked Huang Hai to send the meat to Damu Village in front of the whole family. After she said that, she deliberately glanced at the expressions of her two daughters-in-law. Seeing that they agreed, Huang Hai's wife took Huang Hai and carefully told him to come back early. Luo Hongmei nodded with satisfaction.

The Huang family was worried that Zhang Wu didn't have enough meat, and Zhang Wu was also worried that the Huang family didn't have enough food. He was talking to Song Shiwei in the main room at the moment.

"You don't have to worry about meat. You also said that Huang Hai often goes to the mountains to hunt. I think he can hunt some. If not, you can buy them with silver. The main things are eggs, fish and vegetables. I have a lot of these things here."

Zhang Wu looked at Song Shiwei in surprise when he heard this: "That's great."

Song Shiwei raised his eyes and looked at him: "We'll see then. If there is really nothing over there, you can send some over."

"Okay, thank you for taking care of me, Master."

"I take care of you because you are mine. If one day you want to return to your family and live a simple life, I will not take care of you at that time."

Zhang Wu's expression was stern. He clasped his hands together, bowed his head, knelt on one knee, and said solemnly: "I will follow my master sincerely. No matter if my master retires to the mountains or walks in the world, I will never leave alone. Even if my master drives me away, I will not leave. Even if I get married and have children, my master will still be the first in Zhang Wu's heart."

Song Shi smiled at him and waved him to get up: "There is no need to say more between you and me. I know your character. Since you have expressed your attitude today, you should remember what you said today. You should also explain things clearly to Huang Ying."

"Yes, I will tell her."

"I'll put the things in the woodshed later. You can decide how to arrange it. Now that you are settled in the village, you will inevitably come into contact with the villagers. You should also consider the Huang family. Tomorrow, you can borrow tables and chairs from each house and send some dried vegetables."

Zhang Wu nodded: "I understand."

It would be fine if it was just the two of them, and they wouldn't have any contact. Now that Zhang Wu is going to marry Huang Ying, there is no way the Huang family will move. If they get along well with the people in the village, they can help each other when there is something. It will be the same as before, and no one will report any problems in the future.

The two talked for a while, and then they heard knocking on the door and Huang Hai's loud voice.

Song Shiwei pointed at Zhang Wu and said, "Your second uncle is here, why don't you go open the door?"

Zhang Wu had a smile on his face, responded and strode out.

As soon as I opened the door, I was attacked by a dark shadow that smelled of blood.

"Don't throw it away. It's wild boar meat that we just hunted today." Seeing that Zhang Wu was about to throw it away subconsciously, Huang Hai quickly stopped him.

"Wild boar meat? What are you going to do with it?"

Huang Hai said as he entered the house, "My mother was worried that you didn't have enough meat, so she asked me to bring it over. We have enough meat at home. I'll take a day off and go hunting in the mountains the day after tomorrow. If I'm lucky enough, I'll bring it over to you."

Zhang Wu and Huang Hai entered the house together. Song Shiwei in the main room naturally heard what Huang Hai said. He first asked him to take a seat, and then said, "It just so happens that our family is short of some wild boar meat. Fortunately, you brought it here, otherwise Zhang Wu and I would have to go into the mountains to look for it. But it will be the same if we bring it here tomorrow. It's dark and slippery at night, so it's not safe."

Huang Hai grinned, "It's nothing. I know where the pits are on the roads I often walk. Don't worry about me. I have to go back early after the goods are delivered. My family told me to go and come back early when I left. Oh, by the way, is there anything else missing at home? My mother is going to go to several villages to exchange eggs. If there is nothing at home, let her exchange them as well."

Receiving Song Shiwei's look, Zhang Wu immediately said, "Tell Auntie not to change it. I changed a lot of eggs some time ago. I'll send them to you tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go back then, and you guys should go to bed early."

After Zhang Wu sent Huang Hai away, he returned to the main hall with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Isn't there enough meat at home? Why did the master say that there is still a shortage of meat?"

Song Shiwei gently put down the teacup and rolled her eyes at him: "It's already been delivered, can you still return it? It's your Yue family's gift, so of course I have to accept it. Since you want to accept it, why don't you say something nice? Look how happy Huang Hai is to hear it."

Zhang Wu looked silly, but Song Shiwei's words were clear, and Zhang Wu was not stupid, so he understood immediately.

At this time, little girl Feng Ru was leaning against the door frame, looking eagerly at the two people in the room: "Sister Song, Brother Zhang Wu, do you want to have a midnight snack?"

"I will not eat."

Zhang Wu smiled brightly: "If you are hungry, cook it for us. We are not hungry."

Feng Ru said, "Then I'll cook some wontons. Brother Zhang Wu, you really don't want to eat them?"

Zhang Wu pursed his lips and said, "Master doesn't have the habit of eating supper at night. If you feel lonely eating alone, I can eat with you."

Song Shiwei, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Ru's eyes curved, and she said crisply, "Okay, I'll cook more."

Before going to bed, Song Shiwei put the meat, eggs and a basket of fish into the woodshed, then went back to his room with the storybook.

Early the next morning, Zhang Wu sorted out the things Song Shiwei had taken out and put them away. He stood in front of the basket, looking at the fresh fish and fell into deep thought.

"Wow, so many fish," Feng Ru came in from behind Zhang Wu, his eyes shining.

Zhang Wu pinched his brows and after thinking about it, he decided to pickle the fish. Otherwise, if someone saw such fresh fish, they might get suspicious.

As his thoughts turned, Zhang Wu called Feng Ru to him and said, "Ruru, don't tell anyone about the fish at home."

Feng Ru smiled and nodded: "I know, this is called not showing off your wealth."

"Yes, wealth should not be exposed to others. You should not let others know what you have at home. If someone asks you about it, then they have bad intentions. You should stay away from that person."

Feng Ru nodded her head frantically: "Yeah, I get it. Don't worry, Brother Zhang Wu. Ru'er will definitely not tell anyone. If someone asks me, just say I don't know and ask them to ask you and Sister Song."

Zhang Wu smiled and said, "Yes, let them ask me."

Letting Feng Ru go out to play, Zhang Wu moved the fish to the yard and went back to the kitchen to boil a large pot of water to prepare to pickle the fish.

When Song Shiwei got up and came out, a basket of fish had been pickled by Zhang Wu and hung under the eaves. The fish were hung in a row, and it looked quite spectacular.

"Are you planning to treat everyone to pickled fish on your wedding day?"