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

Just as Zhang Wu was observing them, three children came out. One of them was the tallest and looked a little older than the others. This child was also the one Zhang Wu questioned yesterday.

The tallest child was looking at the heavy rain with a tense smile on his face.

The child next to him with a black mole on his forehead looked worried: "When will the rain stop? If it keeps raining like this, we won't be able to get food when we go out."

The tall boy was also worried, but he managed to keep his composure. He glanced back at his companions who were sleeping in the hall, cold and hungry, and his eyes gradually became firm. "We can still get food now. Let's go to the south of the city before it gets dark. If we're lucky, we might meet a noble person who will give us food."

The boy with the black mole between his eyebrows clenched his fist and said, "I'll go with you."

The boy who had been silent all this time also spoke up: "I'm going too."

"Forget about you, this taciturn person. You have a sad face all day long. Those nobles drive you away every time they see you. How can we beg for food if you go out? Go away, just stay at home and take care of your brothers and sisters. Don't let them go out again. If they get sick later, Doctor Wang will no longer lend us medicinal materials on credit," said Black Mole, and then he pulled the tall man and ran out the door quickly.

The sullen little boy pursed his lips and watched them leave.

Zhang Wu leaned against the tree and saw everything clearly. He had a rough understanding of the personalities of these three children. Looking at the main room, it was clear that many children had heard the three talking, but none of them showed any intention of going out together. Some of them even looked as if it was a matter of course.

As for the rest, some were sick and coughing, while others were hungry and lying on the straw with their eyes closed and sleeping.

Seeing this, Zhang Wu simply stopped observing these people and quickly caught up with the two children with a few leaps.

Zhang Wu followed the two children all day long. The more he watched them behave, the more he disliked them, especially the child with a black mole between his eyebrows. He looked no more than seven or eight years old, but he spoke differently to different people. When he met someone with a good figure, he would bow to the other person and use his miserable life story to gain their sympathy; when he met someone who behaved ostentatiously, he would flatter and fawn on them, calling them adults all the time, and actually coaxed the other person into giving him money.

Zhang Wu was amazed by what he saw and praised him as a talented person.

So after returning home at dinner time, Zhang Wu told them about the two children, especially the one with the black mole between his eyebrows, about whom he talked the most.

Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "According to what you said, this child is really a talent."

"I think so too. With so many people, I think these two are okay. Although the older one is not good at adapting, I have seen that he speaks and acts calmly and clearly. He also cares about his fellow beggars. Although he is not as smart as the other one, his character is the best."

Song Shiwei raised his eyes and looked at him: "There are so many people, but you only like these two?"

Zhang Wu paused, a little hesitantly: "In fact, the other one is not bad either, but I think he doesn't like to talk much. However, he is obedient and his character should be good. I plan to observe him for another two days."

"Then take another look. I trust your judgment."

After hearing this, Zhang Wu grinned foolishly with his big white teeth bared.

Song Shiwei couldn't bear to watch it and waved him to go to the kitchen to eat.

For two days in a row, Zhang Wu went out early and came back late. Huang Ying knew that he was working for Song Shiwei, so she kept dinner warm on the stove every day so that he could eat it as soon as he came back.

Feng Ru's spirits have been getting better and better these days, but she can't practice knife and embroidery for the time being because of her head being knocked. She feels quite bored, but doesn't dare to bother Song Shiwei, so she keeps talking to Huang Ying, as if she has completely forgotten the thrilling experience of that day. Even Huang Ying privately tells Song Shiwei that the girl is too carefree.

After listening to this, Song Shiwei smiled but said nothing.

On the fifth day, Zhang Wu returned before lunch, and after lunch he followed Song Shiwei to the hall to answer.

"I have observed many children in the past few days, and I think those three are the only ones with good character."

Song Shiwei took the teacup handed over by Zhang Wu, smelled the delicate tea fragrance and nodded: "Then let's go with the three of them. Three is enough, but you will have to take the trouble to train these three in the future."

"I will definitely live up to my master's trust. I have already bought the house. The house in the east of the city is cheap. I still have a lot of banknotes left from what my master gave me before. They are all here," Zhang Wu said as he took out the banknotes from his arms and handed them to Song Shiwei with both hands.

"You will need the money again in the future, so keep it for future use."

Zhang Wu took it back and asked again, "Master, do you want to see those three children?"

Song Shiwei shook his head directly: "No need, you are responsible for all three of them, just need to find out the news for us."

"Yes, I will teach them well. I will ask them what they think this afternoon."

"Ah."

After talking to Song Shiwei, Zhang Wu went to the dilapidated house in the east of the city. The children in the dilapidated house were all panicked at the adults coming on horseback. Only the three children that Zhang Wu liked stood in front of the others.

Zhang Wu didn't care what the others were saying. He called the three children over and said straight to the point: "Are you willing to come with me?"

The three children looked at each other, and the taller one asked hesitantly, "What do you mean, sir?"

Zhang Wu looked at the three people one by one, his expression indifferent: "Follow me, you won't have to wander around from now on, food and shelter are provided, and you just need to inquire about the news in the city for the master, are you willing?"

The child with the black mole on his forehead looked at the tall man and then at the taciturn man, took the lead in taking a step forward and knelt down in front of Zhang Wu: "I am willing to follow you, my Lord."

"Ah Er, what are you doing?"

The young man with the black mole pursed his lips and said nothing. He did not move at all even though his tall companion pulled him. He just looked at Zhang Wu firmly.

These two fools, not to mention that they have finally been noticed by someone, just looking at the fabric of this adult's clothes, it is clear that it is not something that ordinary people can wear. His aura is even more imposing than those nobles in the north of the city. He is obviously a capable person. Regardless of whether what the adult said is true or false, the boy with the black mole is sure that as long as he follows him, he will no longer suffer from hunger and cold in the future. Only the tall fool thinks that the other person has ulterior motives.

So what if you have an intention? It means you are useful to others. Isn't that better?

The tall man looked at Zhang Wu with suspicion, as if he was looking at a bad guy.

Zhang Wu looked at him without changing his expression.

The taciturn man, who had been keeping his head down and keeping silent since the beginning, now took a step forward and knelt in front of Zhang Wu together with the boy with the black mole. He did not say a word but his meaning was clear.

The tall man's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at this and that. Although he was afraid that the adults had bad intentions, he was more worried about the safety of his two companions, and finally knelt down like the two of them.

Zhang Wu was very satisfied, with a slight smile on his face: "You can rest assured that I will keep my word today."

Without giving the three a chance to say goodbye to others, Zhang Wu took them directly to the newly bought house here. Although the house was not big, it was clean and complete. The house had three bedrooms, which was just enough for each of the three people.

Zhang Wu also placed a small amount of food in the house. Director Yuan also left the furniture there and did not move it out. Zhang Wu also bought some quilts and bedding.