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

At this moment, a shrill wail was heard from the crowd, and both the master and the servant looked over at the same time.

A woman threw herself beside the injured man, wiping her tears and howling, "Master, you can't die. What will happen to me and my child if you leave? Please don't abandon us, an orphan and a widow, please, Master."

The people around couldn't bear to watch any longer, so Xu Jingren took out the silver needle from the man's body with a sad look on his face.

Song Shiwei was full of doubts. He had just seen the wounds on the man's body and thought he would not die. So he walked to Huang Changyuan and asked softly, "Village Chief, what happened?"

Huang Changyuan sighed deeply and deeply: "No one has prepared any medicine for external injuries. Doctor Xu said that if there is no medicine, the wound will fester and the patient will die."

"You don't necessarily need a wound medicine. Sprinkling strong liquor on the wound should make it better. As for medicine, you can go outside to find it. There are many medicinal herbs in the mountains. It doesn't necessarily mean you will die."

Huang Changyuan sighed again: "There's no strong liquor either."

Song Shiwei: .....

It feels like there is nothing you want!

Song Shiwei was speechless. He turned around and asked Zhang Wu who had followed him to bring the medicine from the car.

"Xiao Song, do you have any medicine for wounds?"

Song Shiwei was startled by the village chief's loud voice. He ignored everyone's staring eyes and nodded calmly: "I bought some in Beijing before, but I never used them."

Huang Changyuan turned to look at Xu Jingren again: "Doctor Xu, if there is a golden wound medicine, can these two people be saved?"

Xu Jingren nodded affirmatively: "Yes, I can save her."

Huang Changyuan's eyes lit up immediately, and he patted Song Shiwei's arm excitedly: "Okay, okay, I can save him, I can save him, Xiao Song, I don't know how to thank you, you saved Dagui's life, oh yes, and that official, you are their lifesaver."

"You are too polite, village chief. As I said before, we are all traveling together and we should help each other. If it were someone else, they would definitely use it to save others."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman next to the injured man rushed over and knocked Song Shiwei hard. Song Shiwei was so scared that he quickly hid behind the village chief.

"Mr. Song, thank you for taking out the medicine. I know that the medicine is very expensive. We can't give you anything to thank you, but you saved Dagui's life. From now on, you are our family's benefactor. If there is any need for you in the future, please let me know."

Song Shiwei poked her head out from behind the village chief: "Okay, okay, Auntie, you get up and talk first."

Just at this time, Zhang Wu brought the medicine for wounds and strong liquor, and the woman hurriedly stood up to give them to him, and kept thanking him.

Zhang Wu handed the things directly to Xu Jingren, and then walked to Song Shiwei: "When I was taking the medicine, I saw that there was still a lot of wine, so I took a small jar over."

"Well, everything should be fine here. Let's go back first. We still have work to do in the evening."

Zhang Wu nodded, glanced at the two people lying on the ground, and then followed Song Shiwei back.

The officers were very happy when they knew there was medicine, but the leader of the officers was not in such a good mood. It was all because of the people from the third branch of the Xie family. The officers originally had medicine for injuries, but they didn't know that the people from the Xie family would come to buy medicine whenever they got a little bump on the road, and they gave a lot of silver. In the end, the medicine was sold out when they needed it. Fortunately, Mr. Song was kind and righteous, otherwise he would have to watch his brothers die.

The leader of the police officers looked gloomily at the people from the third branch of the Xie family and was in an extremely unhappy mood.

Shen Yan had been in the crowd the whole time, and at this moment he looked at Song Shiwei's leaving back with a complicated expression.

Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu met in the tent and began to rest, recharging their energy so that they could give their full effort in the evening.

After the two injured people had their wounds treated, Huang Changyuan remembered that the blind bear was not far from the cave, so he quickly called the villagers to arrange follow-up matters. Not only did he ask people to keep watch at night, he also arranged for the men in the village to go out and chop trees, cut some sharp wooden sticks for backup, and move some stones in to block the entrance and exit.

As night fell, several fires were lit in the cave, and everyone began to prepare dinner and dry food. Song Shiwei in the tent also opened his eyes at this time, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. When he thought about killing a bear, a strong desire to fight surged in his chest.

When Song Shiwei stood up, Zhang Wu in the tent next to him also opened his eyes at the same time, and walked out of the tent almost at the same time as Song Shiwei. The two smiled at each other.

Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows: "Are you ready?"

"Just waiting for the master's order."

Song Shiwei smiled brightly and waved his hand with great pride: "Let's go."

The two men glanced at the other people in the cave, walked briskly to the entrance, greeted the villagers guarding the entrance, and then moved the wooden door made of sticks and went out.

Zhang Wu looked at Song Shiwei: "Master, which direction?"

Song Shiwei pointed to the woods on the right side of the cave and said, "Isn't it right there?"

The two looked at each other, and Song Shiwei grinned: "Zhang Wu, follow me."

The moment the words fell, Song Shiwei's figure suddenly jumped out and disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. Zhang Wu's heart tightened, and he pursed his lips and followed closely, drawing his long sword while running.

When they arrived, Song Shiwei had already started fighting with the bear. Zhang Wu hurried forward and stood aside, watching the bear's movements all the time.

The bear was huge and its movements were clumsy. Song Shiwei's ghostly skills moved left and right, and his sword left wounds of varying sizes on the bear's body, but had no effect on himself.

After feeling that the bear was moving slowly due to weakness, Song Shiwei put away his sword and teleported to Zhang Wu's side. Then he kicked him towards the big bear, clasped his hands around his chest, and said calmly: "It's rare to meet a bear, let's practice quickly."

Zhang Wu also reacted quickly. The moment he was kicked, he dodged to the right and successfully avoided the bear's falling palm. Then he gripped the long knife and slashed at the bear.

This place was very close to the cave, and the sound of fighting successfully attracted the attention of everyone in the cave. A group of people ran out of the cave in groups and followed the sound of the fighting.

"That's...Brother Zhang Wu!"

"Oh my god, Brother Zhang Wu is actually fighting with a bear," Liu Daming pulled Huang Hai beside him and said, "Pinch me quickly to see if I am hallucinating because I am too excited."

Huang Hai twisted his hand hard.

Liu Daming let out a loud cry, then quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would disturb the man and the bear.

Everyone stared ahead in amazement.

A few minutes later, there was a loud bang, and the bear's huge body fell to the ground, splashing up dust.

Everyone had a look of horror on their faces, staring blankly at the bear lying motionless on the ground.

Zhang Wu wiped the blood off the knife with the bear's fur, then raised a bloody smiling face and said, "Master, it's dead."

Just like a child who gets good grades and waits for praise from his parents.

"There's still one left. Hurry up and don't waste time."

Song Shiwei had already walked far away, the breeze blowing past, his robe fluttering slightly, and his slender figure unexpectedly exuded a different kind of charm and beauty.

Like a spectator in a game world.