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

Hearing that Jasmine could actually chop wood and fetch water, Feng Ru was stunned. He turned around and looked at Jasmine who was making a fire. Then he pointed at Jasmine and said in shock: "With her tiny arms and legs, you think she can chop wood and fetch water!"

Jasmine is sixteen years old this year, which is the time when girls grow up. In addition, the mother and daughter did not eat well in their previous master's house. They did not get any oil or water all year round, let alone rewards from the master. Mrs. Cai worked as a cook in the previous master's house for more than ten years, and she never had a chance to be in the presence of the master, so the mother and daughter are both a little thin.

So it’s no wonder that Feng Ru didn’t believe it.

"Don't look at Miss Feng Ru's thinness. She is really tall and strong. Let's put it this way. Let that girl do the water supply at home in the future. Miss Feng Ru will know that the old woman was not lying then."

Feng Ru still didn't quite believe it, but after thinking for a while he nodded, "Okay then, but we have a well at home so we don't have to go out to get water, and we don't have to chop firewood, someone will deliver it when the time comes."

After all, it is the capital city. Unlike the villages, one has to walk far to chop firewood and fetch water. The only convenient thing in the city is that one can buy firewood without having to chop it oneself. There are also wells at home, so one does not have to ask someone to deliver water or go out to fetch water. It saves time and effort.

When Mrs. Cai heard this, she smiled and said "good thing".

After handing the bowls and chopsticks to Mrs. Cai, Song Da handed her two taels of silver and said, "You can buy the vegetables as you see fit. I don't know where the vegetable market is for now. Go ask around tomorrow."

"Okay okay."

"If you have a vegetable farmer you know, as long as the vegetables are fresh, you can have them delivered directly to you," Song Da added.

Mrs. Cai's original employer was in West City, but he was not very capable, so naturally she would not be able to take on lucrative jobs like purchasing, and therefore she did not know any vegetable farmers. However, since Song Da said so, Mrs. Cai knew that she could have the vegetables delivered to her door in the future. As for the lucrative jobs, Mrs. Cai had not thought about it.

After instructing Mrs. Cai, the two prepared to leave. Before leaving, Feng Ru slapped her forehead and said, "I almost forgot, Sister Jasmine, the master will send a letter tomorrow. When your mother goes to buy vegetables, you can also go out and ask where to send the letter."

Jasmine stood up quickly and smiled at Feng Ru's smiling face: "Okay, I'll go ask tomorrow, Miss Feng Ru, where should the master's letter be sent?"

"Zhending Prefecture in the northern border."

"I've made a note of it. Tomorrow I'll go ask if there are any caravans heading there. If there are any, the letter will be delivered quickly."

Nowadays, to send a letter, one either has to find someone to deliver it to the destination, or find a caravan passing by to take it. The former costs a lot, while the latter is much cheaper.

Song Da thought of Hong Sheng and others whom he met on the way to the capital, and added: "You can also ask the people in the escort agency. They often travel all over the country, so they are safer than the caravans, so it doesn't matter if they spend more money."

The last sentence was a reminder, but Jasmine didn't hear it. But Mrs. Cai beside her seemed to be thinking about it.

After Song Dafengru left, Mrs. Cai pulled Jasmine over and asked, "Did you understand what Brother Song said just now?"

"I see. Brother Song asked me to ask the escort agency. Tomorrow I will go to the escort agency to ask if there are any going to the North. If not, I will ask the caravan."

Mrs. Cai took a breath and looked at her expressionlessly: "And then?"

Jasmine was puzzled: "Then send a letter to the master."

Mrs. Cai took another deep breath and tried to speak in a gentle tone: "Brother Song just said that it doesn't matter if we spend a little more money. Don't you understand?"

"I understand, but I still think that the more money you can save, the better. Caravans are the cheapest. I have never met those people from the escort agency. If they are very expensive, forget it. The North is so far away, who knows how much silver it will cost."

Mrs. Cai slapped Jasmine on the back of her head and tapped her forehead in annoyance, "I told you that you are an idiot. Is that what Brother Song meant? Huh? What she meant was that if there is an escort agency on the way, just go find one. No matter how much it costs, the more you can save, the better. The master doesn't need you to save money for her!"

"But……"

Mrs. Cai glared at him and said, "But your mother, you idiot, this is the first thing the master has given you. Don't do useless things for me. Just do what the master wants. Don't be self-righteous. The master doesn't need a servant who makes his own decisions. If you mess up the job, I'll break your legs!"

Jasmine opened her mouth, lowered her head and hummed.

The next morning, Mrs. Cai took Jasmine out early. When Feng Ru got up to practice boxing, they were not at home. When Song Da got up to review his lessons, Mrs. Cai came back with the food. Seeing that the two children had gotten up so early, she greeted them and hurried into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Feng Ru was sweating all over after practicing boxing. Just as he was about to sit down to rest for a while, he saw Mrs. Cai coming out of the kitchen.

"Miss Feng Ru, there's hot water on the stove. Do you want to wash up?"

Facing the smiling face, Feng Ru smiled back: "It needs to be washed. Thank you, Granny Cai."

Mrs. Cai waved her hands again and again: "I don't dare to call you mother-in-law, just call me Mrs. Cai. I'll get you some water."

"No, I can do it myself," Feng Ru followed her into the kitchen and quickly filled a basin with hot water. "Granny Cai, just call me by my name or Ru'er. We are all the master's people, so there is no need to be so polite."

Mrs. Cai took a special look at Feng Ru's expression, and seeing that she did not seem to be pretending, she agreed with a smile.

Feng Ru took the basin back to the room to wash up, and only went out after washing off the sweat stains.

An incense stick later, Jasmine came back excitedly and approached Feng Ru: "I have asked around. It happens that there is an escort company going to the northern border in two days. I have also asked about the money. They will take three taels of silver and keep it for you to bring to me."

When Song Da heard this, he came out of the house, glanced at the tightly closed main room, thought for a moment and said, "The letter is in the hands of the master. Wait until the master wakes up before you go and mail the letter."

"it is good."

Cai Po and her three companions had breakfast together. When asked about Song Shiwei, Feng Ru also told her that she didn't eat breakfast. Although Cai Po felt it was not good, she didn't say much.

When Song Shiwei got up, Feng Ru gave her some hot water to wash her face, and then told her what Moli had found out about the escort agency.

Song Shiwei handed her the written letter and said, "Let's go to the escort agency to deliver it this afternoon. You also wrote a letter, so put it in together."

Feng Ru responded crisply with "OK" and ran back to the house to get the letter.

After lunch, Jasmine took the letter and went to the escort agency accompanied by Song Da.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Mrs. Cai sat at the kitchen door and watched Feng Ru practicing martial arts in the yard. She was surprised from time to time, but wondered in her heart who the new master was.

After Feng Ru finished practicing, Song Shiwei came out and met the little girl's sharp eyes. He smiled helplessly and said, "Go prepare the carriage."

"I'm going right now!"

When Mrs. Cai saw Song Shiwei coming out, she stood up and bowed to her, "Miss, do you want some snacks before you go out?"

Song Shiwei glanced at her and waved his hand: "No need, come back before dinner."

"Eh."