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

One of the four followers turned around instantly when Song Shiwei and Zhang Wu entered the box, and looked straight at the box.

Seeing this, the young man looked puzzled: "Uncle Zhou, what's wrong?"

Facing the young man, Zhou Zheng's eyes suddenly became gentle, with a kind smile on his face: "Nothing, sir, this is already the best inn in the city. Let's rest here for a day today, what do you think?"

The young man waved his hand nonchalantly: "We have slept in the wilderness before, and it is good to sleep in an inn. I have no objection, Uncle Chen, you can ask the shopkeeper to send more wine and food. All the uncles have worked hard on this journey, and we will eat and drink well today."

"Row."

Song Shiwei couldn't tell where these people came from, so he simply ignored them and ate slowly in the box with Zhang Wu.

Although the dishes are not fresh enough, they still taste good. In this year, it is quite good for the inn to have these dishes. Just from these few dishes, you can see that this inn has a profound background.

After Zhang Wu had eaten his fill, he noticed Song Shiwei looking out the window and asked with a smile, "Master, do you want to go for a walk on the street?"

"I do have this plan. Let's go out and take a look at what's in this city," Song Shiwei said as he stood up and walked out.

The two men walked out of the box one after the other, and just in time saw the five people dining in the hall, and both sides looked at each other.

Song Shiwei took a quick look and then looked away, walking straight out the door.

Zhang Wu lagged behind Song Shiwei by one step, looked at them calmly, then followed Song Shiwei with a long sword in his hand, maintaining a guarding posture all the way.

After the two men left, Zhou Zheng's eyes flashed, and he said as he picked up some food for the young man, "Those two men just now are not simple."

The boy's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Zhou Zheng eagerly: "Uncle Zhou, how are they not simple? Why didn't I see it just now? Tell me quickly."

"Young Master is not experienced in the world, and it is normal that you don't know about the natural disaster when you go out this time." Zhou Zheng put down his chopsticks, met the young man's expectant gaze, and smiled gently: "Let's not talk about the girl in front, just look at the man behind her. From his posture, I think he should be the girl's bodyguard. The man has a strong lower body and sharp eyes. The long sword in his hand is not something that ordinary people can own. Instead, it looks like it was made by the government. The two of them must be of high status."

The young man was thoughtful after hearing this.

On the contrary, Chen Wei, who was sitting on the left side of the young man, frowned and said, "Brother Zhou, do you mean that those two people are from the government? Now that they meet here, is there any action from above?"

The others immediately sat up straight and looked at Zhou Zheng seriously.

"I say you guys shouldn't be so nervous. What I just said was just my guess. We have to wait and see what happens. I hope it's not what we guessed."

Liu Cheng stood up and said, "Then I'll follow them and find out their background."

Zhou Zheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Then let you go, but don't let anyone find out, so as not to alert the enemy."

Liu Cheng patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhou, don't worry. I haven't practiced for decades in vain. With my skills, those two kids won't be able to find it. You wait for my good news."

After Liu Cheng left, Zhou Zheng continued, "Then let's wait and see. Don't make any moves for now. You all remember that we are here only to escort the young master home. As for other matters, report to the master after we return home, and he will handle it."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The young man didn't like serious atmospheres, so he immediately laughed and said, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Chen, and Uncle Wan, don't scare yourselves. If it were you, you might be overthinking. We haven't done anything bad, so what are you afraid of? Come on, drink some wine. I bought you some good wine with my own money, so drink it all."

Zhou Zheng looked helpless, and said in a doting tone: "Okay, okay, let's drink."

Chen Wei raised his wine bowl directly: "Then we would like to thank you for your generosity, sir."

As for Liu Cheng over there, he quickly caught up with Song Shiwei and the other man because they walked slowly, and he hid in the dark and followed them carefully.

Song Shiwei happened to walk to a grocery store at this moment. He looked back for a moment and then stopped: "Let's go in and take a look."

Zhang Wu followed Song Shiwei obediently.

The grocery store sold quite a lot of things, but most of them were not very practical, so Song Shiwei took a look and left. He then took Zhang Wu into several stores and finally into a cloth shop.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Wu moved closer and whispered, "Master, it seems someone is following us."

Song Shiwei was holding a purse in her hand and looking at it, and said calmly: "You also discovered it. It seems that you have made a lot of progress in these days."

Zhang Wu scratched the back of his head in a simple manner: "Isn't this the master's teaching? I also feel something is wrong. Do you want me to go out and take a look?"

"No need, let him follow me, I'll take care of it later," Song Shiwei put down the purse in her hand, picked up a sachet, shook the tassels on it, looked at it for a while, picked up two pure white purses embroidered with lotus flowers, walked to the counter to pay, and finally borrowed paper and pen from the counter to write a note.

After walking out of the cloth shop, the two did not wander around the street anymore. Instead, they walked into the alley next to it, and after crossing the alley, they arrived at a remote residence.

Song Shiwei stopped, turned his body slightly, quickly pulled out the long sword from Zhang Wu's hand, and teleported to the back.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Wulian could not even see Song Shiwei's figure. When he looked again, the long knife in Song Shiwei's hand was across the neck of a middle-aged man.

Zhang Wu hurried over, ignoring the incredulous look on the middle-aged man's face, and frowned: "Master, isn't this one of the people who had dinner in the inn?"

Song Shiwei nodded with a smile on his face: "It's him, but I'm quite curious. You and I don't know each other in broad daylight, why are you following us?"

The middle-aged man was Liu Cheng, who volunteered to follow the two men. However, he did not expect to be discovered so quickly. It seemed that he had underestimated these two people.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Shiwei lost his patience and raised his hand to swing the knife down, but Liu Cheng dodged it very quickly, and the two of them started fighting in this remote corner.

However, after a few rounds, Liu Cheng could no longer conceal the horror on his face, and his attack was a fatal one, clean, neat and full of murderous intent.

Who is this little girl in front of me? How can she be a killer at such a young age? Could she be a killer trained by those people?

Song Shiwei didn't care what this man was thinking. He took advantage of his distraction to kick his arm as he was defending, and then his long sword left an afterimage.

Liu Cheng covered his injured arm and stepped back, knowing that he was no match for the girl in front of him. He quickly said, "I hope the girl will show mercy. There must be some misunderstanding."

Song Shiwei put away the knife and stopped, looking at him with a smile: "So you are not mute."

Liu Cheng's throat choked up. "I didn't follow the girl. I came here because I had to go this way to go home. I think the girl misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? Your accent is indeed similar to that of Xingrenfu, but it's just a similarity. You are not from here, so where does your home come from? You have been following us since the grocery store. Is this a misunderstanding?"

Liu Cheng looked up instantly and looked at Song Shiwei in shock.

"Why, was I wrong? I don't have much patience. If you don't tell the truth, this place will be your home in the future."

Liu Cheng smiled bitterly, knowing that if he didn't tell the truth, he would lose his life, so he had no choice but to speak: "Before I tell the truth, can I ask the young lady a question?"

Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Now you are a prisoner, what qualifications do you have to ask me?"