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

Zhang Wu turned and looked at Song Shiwei: "It's hard to catch fish now. The rivers are frozen everywhere. I'm afraid of attracting attention, so I thought of pickling the fish. Pickled fish can always be bought."

"Thank you for being considerate, but it's a bad day to dry the clothes."

"I've thought about this. I'll hang them in the kitchen when I'm ready to cook. Smoking them will also work. They'll be ready in a few days. I'll send a few to the Huang family then. Oh, by the way, Master, I've already sent the eggs to the Huang family."

Song Shiwei nodded to indicate that he understood, then washed up with the hot water brought by Feng Ru, and then collected the ice that was frozen in a wooden barrel in the yard into the space.

Feng Ru had just come out of the kitchen when she saw such a magical scene. Her watery eyes blinked again and again. She turned her head to look at Zhang Wu who was used to it, and then at Song Shiwei who was calm and indifferent. She stood there in a daze.

Song Shiwei put all the barrels into the space, turned around and looked at the dumbfounded Feng Ru: "Why, don't you recognize me?"

Feng Ru suddenly came back to her senses, blinked, and rushed to Song Shiwei like a small cannonball, grabbed Song Shiwei's cloak with both hands, and looked at her brightly: "Sister Song, you are a fairy, right?"

Zhang Wu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Song Shiwei held his forehead and sighed: "It's just some tricks, how can it be related to fairies?"

"It's said in the books that only immortals can make things disappear. It's called... Qiankun."

Zhang Wu: "That's called the world in your sleeves."

"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Song must be a fairy, otherwise how could she have such fairy-like abilities? Wow, then I must be the fairy's sister."

Song Shiwei: .....Is this child a fool?

Zhang Wu: Quite stupid.

Zhang Wu stepped forward and dragged Feng Ru aside: "Alright, the master is not a fairy, just a mortal with unpredictable means. You will see such scenes often in the future. You are not the sister of a fairy, so don't think about those things."

Feng Ru was instantly disappointed, lowered her head and said, "Oh!" Then she thought of what Zhang Wu had just said and whispered, "Ruru, don't tell anyone."

Zhang Wu smiled, thinking that even if you wanted to say it, you couldn't say it. After taking the loyalty pill, you couldn't say anything about Song Shiwei as long as it was detrimental to Song Shiwei. But seeing that the little girl was so sensible, he couldn't help but praise her.

Song Shiwei looked at them helplessly and took out ten buckets from the space: "It's not snowing now, so fill them with water. You don't have to fill them up, just half of them will do."

Feng Ru put on a smile again and looked at her with a smile: "Sister Song, what are we doing with the ice?"

"For summer use, of course."

Feng Ru suddenly realized: "Yes, it's so hot in the summer. I used to wish I could have ice in the summer. I didn't expect it to be possible now. I know that the rich families in the city have ice cellars."

"Brother Zhang Wu, I'll go fetch water with you," Feng Ru said and ran towards Zhang Wu who was fetching water.

Song Shiwei smiled, shook his head and went to the main room.

Stock up on ice for the winter and firewood for the summer, so you don’t have to worry about either season.

According to summer consumption, only half a bucket of water could be frozen into ice a day. Now with Feng Ru, more should be prepared. Therefore, Song Shiwei asked Zhang Wu to continue ordering water buckets and even drew the blueprints himself, preparing to customize a batch of wooden frames with a length and width of 20 cm each and to stock up a batch of smaller ice.

Now that the wind and snow have stopped and the temperature has risen, more and more people are coming out to look for work.

The wooden frames customized by Song Shiwei are easier to make than buckets. Several people can make fifty or sixty every day. Zhang Wu goes to the city after lunch every day and brings water back. He fills the wooden frames with water and places them in the backyard. They freeze into ice in an hour or two.

In addition, with the snow loaded several times a day, there is no need to worry about water sources.

Song Shiwei sat in the main room and watched the two people in the yard fetching water back and forth. He couldn't help but think of the flood that would come soon. It would rain for several months. Rainwater was okay, although it was not clean, but compared with the flood, the former was naturally better.

After all, floods not only kill countless people but also cause plagues. Floods are what we should avoid the most.

There is only one well in the Damao Village. Because there is a river at the foot of the mountain, most villagers rely on the river water for their livelihood. When Song Shiwei built his house, he specially asked someone to dig a well in the backyard because he didn't want to go out to fetch water frequently.

Time flies and it is the day of Zhang Wu's wedding. Song Shiwei got up early and went out after getting dressed.

Zhang Wu and Feng Ru were tying red ribbons on the horses and carriage in the yard.

"master."

"Morning, Sister Song."

"Good morning," Song Shiwei walked over to the two of them and asked, "How are the preparations over there?"

That's naturally Zhang Wu's new house.

Zhang Wu smiled and nodded, his face full of joy. "Master, don't worry. Everything is ready. The borrowed tables, chairs, benches, bowls and chopsticks are all over there. The village aunt went there to prepare them before dawn. Liu Daming and Brother Dahai are also here. I will go to welcome the bride after I prepare the carriage."

"There are many people here today, so don't be slow. Here are fifty taels of silver notes. Take them with you as a betrothal gift."

Zhang Wu looked at the banknote in Song Shiwei's hand and took it with a silly smile: "Yes, thank you, Master."

The betrothal gift given to the Huang family before was already enviable enough, and now with an additional fifty taels of silver notes, Zhang Wu didn't even dare to imagine the expressions of those people, but it was the master's intention after all. Zhang Wu treasured it and kept it, secretly vowing to serve the master well, so as not to let her be so good to him in vain.

After a while, Liu Daming, Wu Dahai and others came over with the village's ox cart to urge them. Zhang Wu hurriedly led the carriage out, and after he was ready to go, he said something to Song Shiwei, and then the group headed towards Xiahuang Village in a mighty manner.

Song Shiwei took Feng Ru to Zhangwu's new house.

Feng Ru shook her hands, the small hair tied on her head swung back and forth, and asked innocently, "Sister Song, Brother Zhangwu and Sister Huangying are getting married, so does that mean he won't live with us anymore?"

Song Shiwei smiled faintly: "Of course, since we are a family, we have to live separately, otherwise why build a house."

"Ruru won't get married in the future, and will always be with Sister Song."

Song Shiwei was at a loss for words: "You are so young, how can you know what marriage is?"

"Of course I know. Getting married means living with another person, just like my parents. They lived together and then I was born. But I don't want to live with another person. I only want to be with Sister Song. Where Sister Song is is Ruer's home."

No wonder people say that children's words are the most beautiful and sincere. Even Song Shiwei, who is indifferent to everything, couldn't help but be moved, especially when he met those firm and clear eyes, he suddenly understood.

"Oh, Xiao Song is here," Wei Cai's wife Tian Zhimei came out with vegetable washing water. She saw Song Shiwei and Feng Ru standing in the yard and greeted them with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work today."

Tian Zhimei smiled and said, "What's so hard about it? It's just cooking. It doesn't matter where you do it. Xiao Zhang's marriage is a top priority. We are all from the same village. It's just a matter of helping out."