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

At this moment, everything in the North City was quiet. Song Shiwei walked from the beginning to the end of the street, and threw a ten-liang silver ingot into every house he passed.

Hundreds of households only paid out a few thousand taels of silver, which was just a drop in the bucket for Song Shiwei, who had also extorted hundreds of thousands of taels of silver from Cao Chong. But for the poor people in North City, this amount of silver might have to be saved for a long time.

After visiting the last household, Song Shiwei raised his head and glanced at the dark sky, his eyes filled with obscurity.

People only know about the prosperity of the capital, but cannot see the desolation in the dark.

The powerful and influential people are always scheming for advantage, while the poor and needy people are still suffering.

Song Shiwei claimed that he was not a good person, but he had a lot of feelings after coming to this world. However, it was worth it to spend a few thousand taels to gain peace of mind.

On the way home, Song Shiwei locked the door of the main house, and then dived into the space. The next moment, he appeared between heaven and earth. He moved the recliner in the courtyard to the front, and lay on the rocking chair as if he had no bones, swaying as he looked at the medicinal herbs in the field.

By noon of the next day, the door of the main house was still not opened. Feng Ru went there several times but didn't hear any movement inside. He walked to the kitchen with a melancholy look on his face.

Mrs. Cai was watching the fire at the stove, warming the lunch prepared for Song Shiwei in the pot, waiting for her to wake up so that she could serve it on the table at any time. When she saw Feng Ru coming in, Mrs. Cai raised her eyebrows and asked, "Young lady, haven't you woken up yet?"

"No, I guess I didn't sleep well last night. Let's heat up the food for another half an hour. If the master hasn't woken up after half an hour, we'll prepare a new one."

Mrs. Cai agreed and looked at the sunny courtyard with a look of worry in her eyes: "The weather is getting hotter day by day. I will make two more refreshing and delicious side dishes so that the young lady can eat more when she wakes up."

While the two were talking, Jasmine ran into the kitchen with sweat all over her forehead. As soon as she came in, she rushed straight to the ice placed next to Mrs. Cai, picked up the herbal tea on the ice and drank it in one gulp.

Feng Ru covered her mouth and laughed.

Mrs. Cai glared at her angrily and said, "I told you to wait until the sun goes down before chopping wood, but you didn't listen. Now you know it's hot, and you'll know how uncomfortable it will be if you get a heat stroke again."

"Yes, Sister Jasmine, the master has said before that we can just buy chopped firewood, but you are reluctant to spend even a few cents. No matter how strong you are, you have to watch the sun. If you collapse from exhaustion, the doctor's fee will be more than the money you save. You should listen to Granny Cai. She is doing this for your own good."

Feng Ru had never said this before, but now the weather is getting hotter and hotter. He learned from Mrs. Cai, Uncle Qin and others that this year's weather is much hotter than in previous years, only slightly better than last year's drought. Even a strong man cannot stand chopping wood under the sun in such a hot day.

Mrs. Cai, who was standing by her side, saw Feng Ru standing on her side. She immediately puffed out her chest, glared at Jasmine and snorted, "Listen, I'm not the only one saying this now. You should also think more about your health. If you get sick, you will have to spend money to buy medicine. It's not worth it."

After both of them said this, Jasmine really thought about it carefully. When she thought about the few coins she had saved for her master, if she got sick, she would have to pay the doctor more than ten coins, not to mention the money for buying medicine. She immediately nodded seriously: "Sister Ruer, mother, I understand. From now on, I will wait until the sun sets before I go to chop wood."

"That's more or less the case, but the weather is really abnormal. When I went out to buy groceries this morning, I heard a lot of people talking about how many people on the dock had fainted from the heat. It's only because our master is kind that he gave us servants ice. Otherwise, in this weather, we would have fainted from the heat if we stayed in the kitchen for a while."

Feng Ru put down the ice drink and nodded with a smile: "The master is naturally a very good master. She also saw that the weather is too hot, so she asked me to buy some ice. The ice we used today is stored in another house. We are working together now. As long as you work hard in the future, the master will always treat you well."

"Don't worry, Miss Feng Ru. The master is a very good person. We are very grateful and will do our best."

Feng Ru smiled and was about to continue talking when she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening from the direction of the main house. She immediately put down her cup and walked out. She saw Song Shiwei standing at the door of the main house with sleepy eyes. A smile immediately filled her face. As she walked over, she said, "Sister, you are finally awake. If you don't wake up, I will knock on the door. Do you want to eat?"

Song Shiwei did not sleep last night. After feeding the livestock in the space, he picked vegetables and fruits in the field. He slept until now and just woke up. He was already starving. When he heard Feng Ru's words, he nodded in agreement and then went back to the main room to sit.

Feng Ru first went to the kitchen to bring the food, then poured some cold tea for Song Shiwei, and sat next to her to watch her eat.

"Today's weather is much hotter than yesterday."

Feng Ru responded, "It's hotter than yesterday. My sister didn't wake up in the morning, so I took the key to the house over there and brought back some ice. The fire in the kitchen has been on all the time. If I don't use ice, Granny Cai will definitely not be able to bear it. I also sent some ice to Uncle Qin in the front yard. Uncle Qin said that the horse kept exhaling, and he was afraid that it couldn't bear the heat, so he also put a basin of ice in the stable."

"Just take care of these little things. There's a lot of ice in the ice cellar over there. If it's not enough, come and tell me. One more thing. Ask Uncle Qin to go to the grain store later and buy as much grain as he can. If it's a quota, go to more stores."

Feng Ru agreed with a smile. After Song Shiwei finished his meal, he took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen. Then he went to the front yard to find Uncle Qin and told him the master's instructions.

When Feng Ru returned to the main house, Song Shiwei handed her a letter and said, "Send it to Uncle Lin next door."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After Feng Ru left, Song Shi closed the main door slightly and walked to the study on the right. He took out a large basin of ice from the space and placed it beside him. In just a few minutes, the temperature in the room dropped a lot. A slight chill ran through his whole body. Song Shi squinted his eyes comfortably.

At this time, at the Lin family next door, Lin Shouren took the letter sent by Feng Ru. He realized that the girl in front of him was Song Shiwei's subordinate but not a servant, so he asked Uncle Fu to give her five taels of silver ingots. He opened the letter only after the people left.

After reading the contents of the letter, Lin Shouren's hand holding the letter trembled a little. He closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. He sighed heavily and asked the servant to call Lin Mubai.

"Dad, you're looking for me?" Lin Mubai walked in wearing a green robe and looking at his father with a heavy face. His eyes darkened and he asked, "But what we arranged before didn't work out?"

Lin Shouren shook the letter and said, "It's not about that. I just received news that there may be a drought in the southern border, and a large number of disaster victims may come to Beijing."

Lin Mubai stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open: "Is this true? Where did Dad get the news from?"

"Have you heard the rumors that came out of the North before?"

Lin Mubai pursed his lips, his expression tense: "Dad, are you talking about someone who can predict natural disasters?"