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

Steamed buns dipped in sugar do have a unique flavor, but Song Shiwei prefers to dip them in Lao Gan Ma, which is a pity that it is not available here.

Just as they finished eating a steamed bun, there was a knock on the door outside. Everyone thought it was Zhang Wu coming back from hunting until Tian Zhimei followed Huang Ying in.

"Aunt, is there something you want to bring home?" Song Shiwei looked at her with puzzled eyes.

Tian Zhimei smiled and said, "I saw that you haven't visited me since you moved back home for so long. It seems like you don't like to go out much, so I came to visit you."

"Auntie Tian, ​​please sit down." Huang Ying poured her a bowl of water and continued with a smile, "We thought everyone was busy with farm work right now, so we didn't come to bother you. Have you finished planting your fields?"

Seeing Huang Ying respond to Tian Zhimei's words, Song Shiwei felt happy and relaxed, so he held his teacup and listened to the two people chatting.

"After those busy days, you've been free now. I see you guys stay at home all day. Xiao Song is fine, I saw him a few days ago. But you, on the other hand, haven't gone out much since you got married to Xiao Zhang. Are you embroidering at home?"

Huang Ying smiled and nodded: "I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll do some needlework so that I can go to the city to exchange for money later."

Tian Zhimei looked towards the needle basket and saw the handkerchief that Huang Ying had not yet finished embroidering. Her eyes widened immediately: "Oh, your craftsmanship is really good, but why do you use such good material to embroider?"

Huang Ying smiled and said, "The material can only be sold at a good price if it is used well."

"That's true. There aren't many people in our village who can sew. There are only Dahai's wife and you. I think your skills are much better than hers. If you go back to the city and sell them, you will definitely get a high price."

"Then I'll take advantage of your good words, Aunt. I thought that the rich people in the city would not buy embroidered handkerchief purses made of ordinary materials, so I was ruthless and bought some of the best materials."

Tian Zhimei smiled cheerfully: "You are really thoughtful. Look at me, I was so busy talking to you about this that I almost forgot about the main thing. I saw you and Xiao Zhang busy in the fields yesterday. Are you preparing to plant crops? Do you have seeds?"

Huang Ying glanced at Song Shiwei quickly, smiled and nodded: "We have seeds, but we are not growing food. We have opened up an acre of land to grow some vegetables and onions, ginger and garlic. We don't plan to grow anything else for the time being."

"Then how can we not grow crops? Grain is so expensive in the city. What will we eat if we don't grow crops? We can't go to the city and buy them at high prices. And we just need to grow some vegetables. Vegetables don't take as long to grow as crops, so there's no need to plant a lot," Tian Zhimei said, looking at Huang Ying with disapproval.

Song Shiwei saw that Huang Ying didn't know what to say, and he also knew that Tian Zhimei just meant well, so he didn't think she was meddling in other people's business. Instead, he said, "We are not good at growing crops, so let's not bother with the crops."

Feng Ru also smiled and said, "Aunt, you don't know, but Brother Zhang Wu likes hunting. He said that hunting a wild animal can buy a lot of food, which is better than growing crops."

"This... this..." Tian Zhimei had indeed forgotten Zhang Wu's good skills, and couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, little Zhang is so good at hunting, it's a pity that he doesn't go hunting. There have been many wild animals coming out of this mountain in previous years, and there aren't many things to hunt in the village."

Song Shiwei smiled at her: "Aunt is also doing this for our own good, I know everything."

"Just as long as you don't blame me for meddling in other people's business, that's all. Just make up your own minds. I can go back and tell the old man so that he won't worry. Remember to come to my house when you have time. It would be nice to chat with everyone, and get to know more villagers. Well, I've been out for so long, and there are still a lot of things to do at home, so I'll go back first."

Huang Ying got up and sent Tian Zhimei out. When she came back, she looked at Song Shiwei and said, "Shiwei, we really don't grow crops?"

"If you don't mind the trouble, you can just plant it. I have no objection," Song Shiwei didn't care whether they wanted to plant the land or not as long as they didn't ask him to join them.

"I want to plant an acre of grain. I don't have to pay grain taxes in the past two years. After planting, I can spend less money on buying grain."

Song Shiwei nodded: "You can discuss this with Zhang Wu. The land is there anyway, so you can plant it if you want. I still say the same thing, you don't need to ask me about these trivial matters."

Huang Ying smiled and said, "Okay, I'll talk to Zhang Wu later."

When Zhang Wu came back, the moon was already high in the sky. The three of them were still sitting in the main room.

Zhang Wu didn't even bother to drink the water when he came back. He quickly said to Song Shiwei, "Master, I found a group of suspicious people in the mountains today, so I followed them from a distance but didn't catch any prey."

Song Shiwei raised his eyes and looked at him: "What's suspicious?"

"Those people looked like well-trained soldiers. They hunted a lot of big game and were almost discovered several times. In the end, they left through the mountain road over to Xiahuang Village. When I saw them going down the mountain, I didn't rashly follow them."

Song Shiwei frowned directly: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

Zhang Wu nodded frantically: "I must be right. I have had contact with them in the city before and know a little about their methods. You said they quietly went into the mountains to hunt, but what is going to happen?"

Song Shiwei seemed to be thinking about something, then denied it, "It should be just hunting in the mountains. After all, there are many soldiers on the border, and there have been natural disasters for years. The court can't pay enough military pay, so it's normal for the soldiers to go out and hunt for wild animals to satisfy their hunger."

Seeing that Wu Li and the others were still worried, Song Shiwei chuckled, "You are going into the city tomorrow, so you will know when you take a look around. If something really happened, there must be something wrong in the city. If nothing works, go ask Li An."

Zhang Wu's worries were slightly relieved: "Well, I will go into the city tomorrow to check the situation."

Although he said he didn't hunt any wild animals, he did manage to hunt two pheasants. While it was still early, he simply picked the pheasants out and prepared to braise them for tomorrow's meal.

After Song Shiwei returned to the house, the couple was still busy in the kitchen.

The reason why Song Shiwei got up late during the day was that he was busy in the space after returning to the room. He had already collected and stored several batches of herbs, and he didn't know how many batches of vegetables and fruits he had collected. Although he didn't plan to work so hard, Song Shiwei's gluttonous personality still wanted to make a big fortune in the future. Instead of working hard and exhausted himself when the time comes, or watching the gold slip away, it is better to save it little by little from now on.

After all, I've come to this crappy ancient time. I have to complete so many tasks before I can take a vacation. I have to stay longer to make it worthwhile. It would be best if I could live a long and carefree life.

Thinking that Xie An would start an uprising in a few years and march straight to the capital in the name of clearing the court, the Dali Dynasty would be plunged into civil strife and all court officials would be in danger, Song Shiwei actually felt a little excited deep in his heart.

There is nothing more fun than witnessing the changes of history in person.

The more Song Shiwei thought about it, the more motivated he became. He changed into his working clothes and started digging holes in the fields and sowing seeds.