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

Now that we have the medicine, there is hope. Although everyone looks tired, they all have smiles of relief on their faces, and they also have the energy to prepare lunch.

The largest room in the dilapidated temple is the main hall where the Buddha statue is enshrined. There are two side rooms and a kitchen. All of them are dilapidated, but they can still block the sunlight to some extent.

The villagers were all resting in the main hall. Song Shiwei didn't want to squeeze with them, so he took Zhang Wu to the next room.

Not long after the two men entered the house, Huang Changyuan came over with Lao Zhang, women and ten other people.

When Song Shiwei saw these people coming, before he had time to say anything, he saw everyone bowing deeply to him.

"This is what you are doing?"

The woman took a step forward, knelt down, and kowtowed to Song Shiwei, her face full of gratitude: "If it weren't for the medicine you gave me, my son would definitely have no hope. You are so kind, if there is anything you can do for me in the future, just let me know. When my son gets better, I will bring him to kowtow to you."

Song Shiwei sighed and glanced at Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu understood immediately, stepped forward and helped the woman up, smiling and said, "Aunt, there is really no need to be so polite. We are traveling together, and we are a whole. If we encounter difficulties, we will help each other. I believe that even if other people in the village have medicine, they will definitely give it to us. There is no need to be so polite."

The woman cried with joy and just kept nodding, remembering the kindness of the two young men firmly in her heart.

Huang Changyuan finally had a chance to speak, and stepped forward with a smile: "Although we are all a whole now, medicine is as valuable as food, or even more valuable than food. We cannot take the righteousness of the two gentlemen for granted. If anyone takes it for granted in the future, I, Huang Changyuan, will be the first to disagree. It will be in vain to say more now. As I said before, if the two gentlemen can use us in the future, just ask, and give us all a chance to repay you."

Actually, Huang Changyuan still felt a little empty in his heart when he said these words. First, the two young masters rescued him out of chivalry, and then gave him medicine unconditionally. It was too vain for him to just express his attitude and say some nice words. But now every household is short of food and clothing, so he really can't afford a decent reward to express his gratitude. He can only see if the money can be of use in his daily life.

"You are too polite, village chief. If there is any need in the future, we will definitely ask for it," Song Shi said with a slight smile, "You don't have to call me Young Master. If the uncles, aunts, and uncles don't mind, you can just call me Xiao Song."

"My last name is Zhang, you can call me Xiao Zhang," Zhang Wu hurriedly followed his master's pace.

Huang Changyuan smiled so sincerely that it felt like the distance between the two sides had become much closer, and he was naturally happy to see it.

After everyone left, the smile on Song Shiwei's face suddenly fell. Dealing with people was really troublesome.

Zhang Wu glanced at his master's expression, suppressed his laughter, and ran to set up the tent.

When Huang Changyuan returned, the medicine was almost ready. The full pot was distributed to those who had suffered from heatstroke. During this time, Lao Zhang looked at the residue and said that they could make another pot. Although the efficacy would definitely not be as good as the first time, it was still some, and it could be given to those who had not suffered from heatstroke, at least as a preventive measure.

After drinking the anti-heat medicine given by Song Shiwei, the villagers of Dahe Village all felt much better, especially those who had suffered from the heat. They felt a little better, but if they wanted to recover completely, they had to drink it again.

Huang Ping saw his father, the village chief, standing at the door with a worried look on his face. He walked a few steps to his side and said in a muffled voice, "Dad, if we hurry on this day, we won't be able to bear it."

Just standing at the door, the heat wave hit me directly in the face.

Huang Changyuan sighed, "We have to hurry. We don't have enough food and water to last for a few days. We have to find a place to buy them as soon as possible. This time we have to thank Young Master Song and his friends. If they didn't have the medicine, those families would probably be in trouble."

Huang Ping nodded in agreement. Thinking of the two godlike young men, a smile appeared on his face. "Dad is indeed very good at inviting them to join us. We in Dahe Village have always been kind to others. Look, God has sent us noble people."

Huang Changxue was also amused by his son's words: "That's right, compared to me, you still have a lot to learn. Your father's vision is famously good."

Huang Changyuan paused for a moment, then continued, "But I see that the two young masters don't like to be disturbed. You can talk to the villagers later and ask them to be more considerate and try not to disturb them. But they should also keep an eye out. If the two young masters need anything, ask everyone to help."

"Don't worry, Dad. We are all grateful."

Huang Hai also walked up to the two of them at this time: "Dad, I think we should not travel this afternoon. Many people in the village have suffered from the heat. Let's rest here today. We can travel earlier tomorrow. When the sun is strong, we should rest as much as possible and continue the journey later. What do you think?"

"I think it's okay. Go more often in the morning and evening and get it on schedule."

Huang Hai nodded: "That's what I mean."

From then on, the people of Dahe Village decided to travel more in the morning and evening, and rest when the sun is strong to prevent everyone from getting heatstroke.

Huang Changyuan went to the next room and told the master and servant about this matter.

Since they were not traveling today, everyone started to prepare a place to rest. It was too hot and stuffy when everyone gathered in the main hall, so a group of people dispersed to another wing room. Everyone tacitly agreed not to go to the master and servant's room.

Zhang Wu was making lunch at the moment, and Song Shiwei was feeding the horses on the side. He was afraid that the weather was so hot that the horses would get heatstroke, so he never reduced the amount of water the horses drank along the way, and let them drink when no one was around.

After feeding the horse, Song Shiwei quickly went back to the tent to cool off. He drank an iced drink while checking the information in his mind.

The current location is still thirty miles away from the next Qingyun Town. According to everyone's future itinerary, we estimate that we will have to go there the day after tomorrow.

The information is not of much use to Song Shiwei except for checking the map. As for the characters in the book, Song Shiwei doesn't care at all.

Everyone stayed indoors the whole afternoon and didn't go out. In order to save water and food, they didn't even talk much.

Zhang Wu and Song Shiwei were also enjoying the coolness brought by the ice in their respective tents.

Song Shiwei heard Zhang Wu's snoring in front of him, rolled his eyes, slipped into the space, went straight into the bathroom, and gave himself a good bath with soap.

The medicinal herbs planted previously have all grown seedlings, and the vegetables are now edible. However, as long as they are not picked, they will always remain ripe in the planting area, and there is no need to worry about them falling to the ground and being wasted.

Song Shiwei didn't want to do physical work now. Besides, there were so many supplies stored in the space that he couldn't afford to be prepared for danger.

After happily looking at his own achievements for a while, he left the space and went back to his tent to sleep.