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

Under the scorching sun, everyone looked listless.

The place chosen by the village to settle down was next to a small river. The experienced old hunters in the village deliberately asked everyone to stay away from the water source to avoid being injured by wild animals coming from the mountains to drink water.

The villagers of Dahe Village put their rattan tents close together, which made them feel more at ease. Song Shiwei's tent was still far away from the crowd, built near the edge of the woods and farther away from the water source.

It was almost noon, Zhang Wu was not there, and Song Shiwei didn't want to cook, so he simply boiled a clay pot of water just to pretend to cook. The villagers ahead wouldn't notice him anyway. When the time was almost up, he turned around and walked into the tent. After tying the door curtain, he disappeared in an instant.

After walking for several hours under the scorching sun, my whole body was sticky and would become sour and smelly if I didn't wash.

Song Shiwei didn't bother to fill his stomach. He ran into the bathroom with clean clothes and took a good bath. When he came out of the bath, a cool breeze blew on his face. The comfortable temperature in the room formed a sharp contrast with the scorching heat outside.

After taking a shower, I felt refreshed and my head felt much lighter. Then I walked into the main room, moved a dish and a soup from the static space, and ate slowly. Just after I finished eating and was about to have some cold drink after the meal, I heard someone calling me outside, so I had to slip out of the space.

Huang Ying was standing outside Song Shiwei's tent carrying a small wicker basket. She called twice but no one answered. She thought the other person had fallen asleep. When she was about to turn around and leave, she heard a noise behind her.

Song Shiwei opened the curtain and saw Huang Ying: "Miss Huang is looking for me?"

Meeting that pair of cold eyes gave her an inexplicable sense of alienation. His entire aura was as if he were a god high above her. Huang Ying was speechless.

Song Shiwei, on the other hand, waited for a long time but received no reply, so he looked up and frowned slightly: "Miss Huang?"

Huang Ying came back to her senses in an instant, suppressed the sudden thought in her mind, and said with a smile: "We just picked a lot of water celery. It's rare to have vegetables on this journey, so I thought of sending some to you."

"Thank you." Song Shiwei took a handful of water celery from the basket, looked at the juicy vegetables, and asked, "Where did you pick this water celery? Do you have any more?"

Huang Ying nodded with a smile and pointed in a direction: "It's right over there, there's a big patch of it. If we pick too many now, they won't keep well, so we only picked enough for two meals. If you want to pick some, Mr. Song, I can show you the way."

"No need to bother. I just want to walk around. Thank you Miss Huang for showing me the way."

After Huang Ying left, Song Shiwei first put the water celery into the carriage, and then walked towards the location indicated by Huang Ying. Along the way, he met many villagers holding water celery, and they all greeted Song Shiwei kindly, with smiles on their faces.

Water celery grows in the lower reaches of the river, in green patches, and looks very pleasing to the eye.

When Song Shiwei arrived, there was no one here, so he walked over quickly and started to pull them out. After pulling out a handful, he tied them up with the water plants by the water and threw them into the space.

Stir-fried meat with water celery tastes simply delicious.

This time, he pulled up more than ten bunches of water celery. If he was not afraid of pulling too much and being noticed by the villagers, Song Shiwei would have wanted to pull all the wild vegetables. You know, vegetables are too precious under the extreme heat of natural disasters. Even though Song Shiwei has space for planting, he has no idea about it. He just wants to take a leisurely vacation. Unless he is really at the end of his rope and has not yet left this world, then he will consider facing the loess and back to the sky.

He put the extra water celery into the space and was holding only a handful of wild vegetables in his hand. As he was about to reach his destination, he saw Huang Ping and the old hunter's eldest son Liu Daming from afar. The two were surrounded by villagers and were whispering something to the village chief.

Song Shiwei looked around again and didn't see anyone else going out hunting. He frowned and immediately walked towards the crowd.

"Dad, Young Master Song is here, why don't we ask his opinion?" Huang Ping was sharp-eyed and immediately noticed Song Shiwei coming, and said quickly.

Upon hearing this, the villagers surrounding the place hurriedly retreated to both sides, and Song Shiwei slowly came towards them, meeting everyone's expectant gazes.

"Mr. Song," Huang Changyuan greeted him.

Song Shiwei nodded slightly: "Village Chief, is there something wrong?"

Huang Changyuan sighed, "We didn't have any problems, but Xiao Zhang and the others found out something and couldn't make up their minds, so we asked these two to come back and ask for our ideas."

Liu Daming was standing aside. Seeing that the village chief didn't explain clearly, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, it's like this. We went to the mountains to hunt, but we didn't choose the right direction. Not long after we started walking, we saw a group of bandits."

As he spoke, he saw the villagers were facing a great enemy, and he quickly waved his hands: "Don't worry, not to mention that the group is still far away from us, the direction they are heading is not here, so they won't come over."

Huang Ping glared at him, thinking that this man was talking just like his father, so he took over the conversation: "Brother Zhangwu felt that those people were not right, so he went to investigate. As a result, he heard that they said that they would attack the official post tonight. The official post at the foot of the mountain ahead is holding the entire family of Prime Minister Shen and the entire family of General Xie, who were confiscated and exiled. We don't know what happened to Prime Minister Shen, but General Xie is a great hero who saved our country, so everyone wants to go over to help. My father thinks it is too dangerous, so he wants to hear your opinion."

Before Song Shiwei could speak, the surrounding villagers refused to stop when they heard that the bandits were going to attack General Xie. Everyone clamored to go and help. They absolutely could not let the hero be attacked by the bandits. Even the women who were washing clothes picked up wooden sticks. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Song Shiwei couldn't quite understand these people's idea of ​​fighting against a rock with an egg, but it was not easy to comment. Compared with everyone's anger, Song Shiwei was obviously very calm. He looked up at Liu Daming and said in a calm tone: "How many bandits are there? What weapons do they carry with them?"

Liu Daming was confused by the question.

Huang Ping on the other side said in a muffled voice: "There are about a hundred people. The leading ones are holding long swords, and the rest are holding machetes."

"There are more than a hundred bandits, and you have no skills at all. How can you fight against those murderous bandits?"

Everyone fell silent instantly and looked at Song Shiwei. They probably didn't expect that she, who was always kind, would say such sharp words.

Song Shiwei ignored everyone's strangeness and continued, "The bandits have experience and weapons, but what do you have besides your life?"

"Mr. Song, although what you said is true, we can't just watch those bandits hurt General Xie."

"Yes, Master Song, if it weren't for General Xie, we would have been enslaved by the barbarians of the enemy country. Now that I know he is in trouble, I really can't do nothing. Even if it means risking my own life, I want to buy some time for General Xie to leave."

"General Xie has devoted his life to the country and the people, but now his property has been confiscated and he has been exiled. God is blind."