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

In the afternoon, Zhang Wu went directly to the private school and called General Song to convey Song Shiwei's words. He originally thought that General Song would be unwilling and wanted to spend some time to persuade him, but he did not expect that General Song agreed as soon as he finished speaking, and his expression was particularly happy.

Zhang Wu pursed his lips and said, "Are you really willing? You have to think about it carefully. Although the master is casual, she doesn't like trouble. If you want to leave with her, you have to deal with all the trivial matters along the way."

Song Da nodded cautiously and seriously: "I am willing, Brother Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely not cause trouble to the master, and I will also take good care of the master's daily life."

"That's good. Can you cook?"

Suddenly shifting from the long journey to the meal, Song Da was stunned for a moment before responding, "I will. Every time I go back, Song San and I cook and Song Er washes the dishes."

Zhang Wu asked again, "How does the food taste? Well, you're leaving soon, so go and say goodbye to the master first. There's a thank-you gift in the carriage. You can cook for me later when we get back."

Song Da suddenly realized that asking for food was for his master, which was not surprising.

The two of them took a thank-you gift to find Mr. Song and told him the reason. When Mr. Song learned that he was going to the capital to study, he gritted his teeth and agreed although he was reluctant.

You can't always stop others from becoming better. Song Da is a very intelligent student, and he is diligent and hardworking. Nowadays, we are not afraid of people who are good at studying, but we are afraid of others who are also good at studying and hardworking.

After thanking Mr. Zhang, Zhang Wu took Song Da to the market to buy pork and vegetables. As soon as they got back, he asked him to work in the kitchen. He was not satisfied until he tasted Song Da's cooking skills himself.

Zhang Wu told him that Song Shiwei preferred strong-flavored food, so these three dishes were a bit strong in taste. Although not as good as those of the chefs on the other floors, it was already very good to be able to cook like this. Zhang Wu privately thought that Song's cooking skills were better than his.

The most important thing is that the cooking skills are up to standard, so Zhang Wu was no longer worried and asked her to pack her luggage and go back to the village with him.

Before leaving, Song Da left a note for Song Er and Song San explaining his whereabouts, and then got on a carriage with Zhang Wu and left the city.

Along the way, Song Daqiang suppressed his curiosity and said nothing, just opened his eyes wide and looked at the scenery on both sides of the way to the village.

After arriving home, Zhang Wu jumped off the carriage first, waited for Song Da to get off, and then led the carriage into the house. As he walked, he said, "The master is in the main hall. You go and greet him first, and I will follow."

Song Da had only met Song Shiwei once, and he was timid. He felt a little awkward standing next to Zhang Wu, but he mustered up the courage and said, "Brother Zhang, can I go in with you?"

Zhang Wu was immediately amused and looked at him with a smile: "Are you still afraid of the master?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little nervous."

"There's nothing to be nervous about. The master won't eat you. If you're really nervous, just wait for me in the yard for a while." After saying that, Zhang Wu untied the rope on the horse and unloaded the carriage. Then he led the horse to the stable. After settling the horse, he came out and took Song Da to the main hall.

"Master, the person has been brought back," Zhang Wu raised his voice before entering the house.

When Zhang Wu strode in, the three people from the fifth class looked at Song Da, who was standing behind him with his hands folded and looking uneasy.

Song Shiwei glanced at Song Da and nodded slightly: "Go and clean up the house you lived in before and give it to him to live in."

Zhang Wu agreed with a smile, patted Song Da on the shoulder and then left.

Huang Ying stood up and said, "I'll go take a look too."

The only people left in the room were Song Shiwei, who was sitting at the head of the table, and Feng Ru, who was practicing calligraphy next to him. Song Da stood in the hall, looking very hesitant.

"I, Song Da, greet my master," Song Da bowed, his face tense and extremely nervous.

"Get up. You don't have to be polite in front of me in the future. Just be casual. Since you came back with Zhang Wu, it shows that you are willing to leave with me."

Song Da nodded, "Yes, Brother Zhang said that the master is going to the capital, and asked me if I would like to go with the master. I agreed, so I came back with Brother Zhang. Master, don't worry, I will never cause trouble for you. My cooking skills are not bad, so you can tell me what you want to eat on the way."

Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said in a light voice: "Can you cook?"

Song Da replied honestly, "Children from poor families grow up early. I have been able to cook since I was a child. Just now in the city, Brother Zhang asked me to cook a few dishes, saying that the master likes to eat strong flavors. Brother Zhang tasted it and said it was okay."

This was an unexpected surprise. Song Shiwei was quite satisfied with Zhang Wu's move, and a little more smile appeared on his face: "In this case, you will prepare meals in the future. I know you love to study, so this trip will be like traveling. When we arrive in the capital, I will find a good academy for you to study in."

Song was overjoyed and immediately bowed again: "Thank you very much, Master. If I can study in the capital, I will never let you down. I will study hard and strive to pass the exam."

"All scholars in the world want to gain fame and fortune. It's great that you have such an ambition. Let's go down and take a look at your house first."

"Yes."

After Song Da left, Feng Ru put down her brush and said with a smile: "That's good now. Sister doesn't have to ask Brother Zhang Wu to cook more food. Even Brother Zhang Wu said the food tastes good, which means Song Da must be a good cook."

Song Shiwei also smiled: "We still need to prepare. We will be inconvenient to cook on the way to the capital this time."

"Sister Song is still thinking long-term."

Song Shiwei looked at her and said, "I heard from Huang Ying that you have already packed your luggage. We are leaving the day after tomorrow, so it would be no trouble for you to pack it today."

Feng Ru chuckled, feeling a little embarrassed: "I was just too excited. I have never been anywhere else in my life. When I thought about going to the capital with my sister, I couldn't sleep and couldn't help but pack my luggage."

After all, because he was young and curious about new things, Song Shiwei didn't feel very excited about leaving the Northern Territory.

Zhang Wu intended to let Song Da cook dinner so that his master could taste Song Da's cooking and see how it tasted, so he let Song Da cook dinner.

After tasting it, Song Shiwei expressed his satisfaction and threw two taels of silver to Song Da as a reward on the spot.

For the next two days, Zhang Wu was busy steaming buns in the kitchen. He made a big pot of meals for lunch and dinner. Apart from the food for a few people, the rest was packed and stored in Song Shi's micro space.

It was also the first time that Song Da witnessed the immortal methods mentioned in the book. The ability to detect objects out of thin air shocked Song Da the first time he saw it. He was in a daze the whole day, and only calmed down a little after a few times. He became even more impressed with Song Shiwei and spoke to her even more carefully.

With the Loyalty Pill in hand, Song Shiwei was not worried about the few people at all, and he could collect and take things as he pleased.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of departure. Song Shiwei privately gave Zhang Wu a box of five thousand taels of silver ingots, and put ten stone of grain and a whole pig. As for the carriage, there were not many things on it, just three folding tents and two sets of clothes for three people. The other clothes were all put into the space. There were pots, pans, and bowls under the carriage. As for the buckets, Song Shiwei did not put them there, but only took out a few water bags.

During these two days, Zhang Wu taught Song how to drive a horse-drawn carriage in his spare time. Song was smart and grasped the essence of it after a few times, and he gradually became more stable in driving the carriage.

In the yard, Song Shiwei took out the carriage and the new carriage from the space, and Song Da led the horse out.

Song Shiwei waved at Zhang Wu Huangying who followed closely behind: "Don't see me off."

Zhang Wu looked at Song Shiwei with red eyes, choking up several times: "Master, please write to me when you get to the capital. If there is any situation here, I will write to you in time."