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

After Zhang Wu left, Song Shiwei continued to fill the pond with water. He stopped when the pond was 50% full. While the villagers had not arrived yet, he simply sat by the pond, took out a dish and a soup from the space, and slowly ate them.

When Zhang Wu returned to the resting place and told the team that he had found a water source, the whole team was in an uproar.

Huang Changyuan walked forward with trembling hands, repeatedly asking whether the water source was real, as if he couldn't believe it.

After all, there is always a way out. Huang Changyuan asked the elderly and children to stay where they were, and left twenty strong laborers to guard the resting place. The others took whatever they could hold water at home and followed Zhang Wu to fetch water.

For a moment, everyone was excited. Even Zhang Wu was infected by their atmosphere. He had a smile on his face the whole time and took the opportunity to take down the wooden barrel from the carriage.

As soon as he took the wooden barrel and turned around, he saw Huang Ying also holding the wooden barrel from home and preparing to fetch water together. Zhang Wu walked silently to her side, took the wooden barrel from her hand, and walked forward silently.

"Hey...Brother Zhang, I can carry it."

Zhang Wu pursed his lips and said in a deep voice: "It's a matter of convenience, so let's go quickly. The sun will get hotter if we go later."

Huang Ying watched Zhang Wu quicken his pace and hurriedly followed him.

There was a water shortage crisis, so this time the Shen and Xie families and the officials all brought all the items that could hold water.

The group hurried to the small pond. Song Shiwei had already eaten and drunk his fill, and was leaning against a tree trunk with his eyes closed, dozing off. He opened his eyes only when he heard the noise.

When everyone saw the half-full pond, their eyes suddenly became hot, but they all tacitly did not move, and instead looked at Song Shiwei.

Song Shi smiled and pointed to the pond: "Why are you looking at me? Hurry up and get some water."

Huang Changyuan waved his hand, his face full of wrinkles as he smiled: "I heard you all, hurry up and get some water, don't crowd, come one by one."

Everyone fetched water one by one in an orderly manner, and gave the first place to Zhang Wu.

While they were fetching water, Song Shiwei walked around again. He paused when he heard some noise behind him. He turned around and raised his eyebrows after seeing who was coming.

"Miss Shen? What's the matter?"

Shen Qianxue smiled and nodded, and stopped when she was three steps away from Song Shiwei: "I came to see Mr. Song, firstly to thank you for finding water for everyone, and secondly, I want to tell you something."

"You said."

"Now people are not short of water, but food is still very scarce. I once read a miscellany that described a kind of food that seemed to grow in the mountains, but many people have never discovered that this kind of food is edible."

Shen Qianxue took out a piece of paper from her bosom and said, "This is what I copied from that miscellaneous notebook. Mr. Song has a keen eye and good luck. If there is a chance to find it, I think it can solve the food crisis."

Song Shiwei took the paper and looked at it, and he understood that what Shen Qianxue had drawn on the paper was potatoes. This kind of thing was indeed not widely publicized in the Dali Dynasty. As for how Shen Qianxue knew about it, Song Shiwei guessed that she must have seen it in her previous life.

Song Shiwei took a quick look and returned the paper to Shen Qianxue: "Okay, I'll take note of it."

"The more people who know, the more hope there is. I'll show it to everyone when I get back."

Song Shiwei had no objection to this at all. He nodded at her and went back to the small pond.

Everyone filled all the items they brought with water. After the incident where the child had a stomachache after drinking raw water, no one drank raw water anymore. They took all the water home and boiled it before drinking.

The half-full pond now only had wet mud left. Everyone carefully carried the water back. Song Shiwei stepped back and glanced at the small pond before leaving. After everyone had left, he asked Zhang Wu to stand at the intersection to keep watch, and he filled the small pond with some water, leaving a glimmer of hope for the place.

Now that they have enough water, they can save it for a while. As for food, people are more open-minded. If things really don't work out, can they starve to death by eating tree bark?

However, after everyone had finished talking, Shen Qianxue took out the paper with the potato picture on it and showed it to everyone one by one. While showing it to everyone, she explained in detail that potatoes are edible.

Once it was edible and tasted good, everyone put the matter to heart and prepared to look for it nearby after taking a rest.

Huang Changyuan returned to his tent, took the cooled boiled water his wife had prepared, took a sip and sighed with satisfaction.

Luo Hongmei saw this and smiled. She leaned over to Huang Changyuan and whispered, "I said Xiao Song is a lucky star."

"Don't talk nonsense. Just say this to me. Don't tell anyone else, or you'll cause trouble for Xiao Song."

Luo Hongmei didn't understand what was said, and looked puzzled: "Why can't we say that Xiao Song is a lucky star? Isn't this a good thing?"

Huang Changyuan shook his head: "This is not a good thing. Think about it yourself. If everyone thinks that Xiao Song is a lucky star, for example, when there is a water shortage this time, will Xiao Song be the first person that comes to mind? Being able to find water means that Xiao Song is lucky. If he is given the title of a lucky star, wouldn't others think that Xiao Song deserves it?"

"This would be a good thing in a peaceful time, but in this era, it is not a good thing to lift people too high."

Luo Hongmei suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, I know, I won't tell anyone else, and I won't tell anyone at home."

Huang Changyuan knew that his wife liked Xiao Song, so she said this. After giving her some instructions, he didn't say anything to her.

At this moment, everyone in the village was boiling water to fill water bags. Huang Ping and others simply went to the forest to collect firewood and delivered it to every household. Even Song Shiwei followed the villagers, making a fire to boil water and making some dry food cakes. They would put them in the carriage when the time came, so that Zhang Wu could wrap the dried meat in the cakes and eat them when he was hungry.

After resting here for a night, everyone continued on their journey. After walking for two days, many families had run out of food, but there were many trees in the mountains, so they could get some tree bark to eat and would not starve to death.

During the past two days, everyone walked while keeping an eye out for the food they learned from Shen Qianxue.

That day, everyone found a relatively flat place to rest. Liu Daming was itching to go hunting, so he was beaten up by Liu Dong. While chasing him, Liu Daming ran into the woods and was tripped by a rock. Liu Dong happened to chase him with a stick and hit Liu Daming on the back.

"Oh, dad, my dear dad, please stop hitting me. Can't I just not go? I just had a half-full meal at noon. It will be wasted if you keep hitting me," Liu Daming screamed, ouch, ouch, and thrashed on the ground with his hands, grabbing whatever he could catch, until he felt something was wrong and then opened his eyes.

Liu Donghai kept raising the stick to hit the person, his eyes fixed on what his son was holding.

Liu Daming followed his father's line of sight to his hand. When he saw it clearly, his eyes widened suddenly: "This... Dad, is this the thing that Miss Shen was talking about?"

"Don't move. I'll call someone to take a look. Don't move," Liu Dong said and left quickly.

When Shen Qianxue and the villagers came over, Liu Daming continued to keep his hand raised, and really didn't dare to move at all.

Shen Qianxue walked forward, took the thing from Liu Daming's hand, looked at it carefully, and nodded with a smile: "This is the potato I mentioned before, yes, this is it."

Everyone cheered immediately.