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

The two returned to the village and the settlement issue was completely completed. All that remained was to build a house.

Wei Cai returned home sweating profusely. He fetched water to wash his face and called Zhang Wu to wash his face as well. Then the two of them went back to the main room and sat down.

Zhang Wu told Wei Cai about building a house. Upon hearing this, Wei Cai looked outside and squinted his eyes: "In this weather, I'm afraid no one will build a house for you."

Zhang Wu also knew that building a house was not an easy task now, but he and his master couldn't always live in a tent in the wild. They could find a house in the city to stay in temporarily, but Zhang Wu knew that his master might not like the noisy city.

After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "What if we start working at Mao hour every day and finish at Chen hour, and then finish at Shen hour and finish at Shu hour in the afternoon?"

Wei Cai twisted his beard and thought carefully: "I think it should be possible, but the wages may be higher than in previous years. Moreover, if you want to move in earlier, you need to hire more people. It also depends on what kind of house you want to build. These need to be considered."

Zhang Wu nodded immediately: "Then I will go back and talk to my sister first, and then come to see the village chief after discussing it."

Wei Cai had no objection and nodded with a smile: "Then go back and discuss it with your sister first. Building a house is a big deal, don't be so anxious."

"Don't worry, Village Chief. I know. I'll go back first. You've worked hard all day. Have a good rest."

Wei Cai waved his hand.

Zhang Wu went back and told Song Shiwei about building the house. They both had the same idea and felt that it would be best to build the house now. Zhang Wu wanted to settle down earlier, while Song Shiwei was considering the extremely cold weather in the future and wanted to build the house earlier so that they could spend the winter in their own home.

"How about this, you go to the village chief later and tell him that we want to build a house right now. As for the manpower, you can entrust this matter to him. Money is not a problem, and it doesn't matter if you pay more. You can also entrust the village chief to get the bricks, tiles and wood needed to build the house."

Zhang Wu smiled and agreed: "Okay, after dinner I will go to talk to the village chief. As for the village chief, how much silver do you think is appropriate to give?"

"Give two taels of silver," If there had been no disasters in previous years, Song Shiwei felt that giving half a penny of silver would be enough, but now food is extremely expensive, and giving more would allow others to work for him seriously.

In short, Song Shiwei's idea was to leave the construction of the house to Wei Cai, and he only needed to pay the money.

Zhang Wu had no objection to this, he just had to do as his master wished.

Zhang Wu came back from lunch, and Song Shiwei also had a meal in the space, so the two of them did not cook at noon. It was the hottest time of the summer, so they drove the carriage to the forest at the foot of the mountain.

Song Shiwei stood at the foot of the mountain and looked into the distance. His eyes were full of satisfaction and his face was also smiling: "I will go into the mountain for a while, you can go to the carriage and rest for a while."

Zhang Wu also wanted to go into the mountain and said that he was not tired, but seeing that his master did not seem to want to take him with him, he did not say it. He just nodded to indicate that he would wait for his master to come back at the foot of the mountain.

Song Shiwei disappeared into the forest in a few seconds and teleported all the way towards the mountains.

When he first arrived at the Damao Village, Song Shiwei was attracted by the endless mountains and had long wanted to come in for a look, so he never thought of bringing Zhang Wu, who was a hindrance, with him.

Along the way, Song Shiwei saw many wild animals in the mountains, both big and small, and even passed by several water sources. Song Shiwei did not stop, but kept moving forward. He didn't know how long he had teleported until he felt tired.

At this time, the place where Song Shiwei was standing was already the deepest part of the mountain.

Unlike the outside world where the leaves are turning yellow and the chirping of insects has disappeared, there is a lot of green in the deep mountains, with insects chirping and birds singing incessantly. The sunlight refracted through the trees, forming dim yellow beams that shone on Song Shiwei, making her look like a fairy in the forest.

There were many trees deep in the mountains, and the light was no brighter than outside. There were dark green shadows all around, like giant mouths, waiting to swallow people up at any time.

Song Shiwei looked around the environment and liked it very much.

There was a slight noise coming from the bushes on the left, and his originally calm eyes suddenly became sharp as he looked straight over there.

The sound became louder and louder, and the movement of the bushes became more and more obvious. Suddenly, a tiger roared, and at the same time, a white shadow jumped out from the bushes, rushing from Song Shiwei's left side to the right side, and fell to the ground with a plop, raising dust.

A pair of brown animal eyes narrowed and stared at Song Shiwei closely.

Song Shiwei was also staring at it, excitement flashing in his eyes.

Baihu felt a deep fear from the human in front of him and did not move for a moment.

Song Shiwei was not afraid at all, he looked at it calmly, thinking in his mind how to kill it so that the white tiger skin would be intact. Before he could finish the thought, he saw the white tiger opposite him suddenly jump out and leap into the bushes next to him.

The calm expression on Song Shiwei's face broke bit by bit.

To flee before the fight is to be a coward.

When the battle was about to break out, the white tiger suddenly ran away. Song Shiwei almost laughed out of anger, but white tigers were rare in this era, so let it go. Song Shiwei was not prepared to chase it. He turned around and walked slowly into the forest. He did not let go of any good medicinal herbs he encountered along the way. He dug them all up into the space, including the roots, and would plant them again when the space was empty.

Later, Song Shiwei came across a piece of top-quality Panax notoginseng, which is the best medicine for wounds. Song Shiwei took the medicine hoe and smiled as he went into the Panax notoginseng. He only dug out the Panax notoginseng of old age, and let the younger ones continue to grow there.

It took a long time just to dig out the Panax notoginseng. After digging, Song Shiwei patted his back, stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then continued walking forward.

During this time, Song Shiwei shot and collected all the pheasants and rabbits he saw into his space. After staying in the mountains for two hours, Song Shiwei teleported back. On the way back, he ran into three wild boars that were looking for food.

The wild boar was not as smart as the white tiger. As soon as it saw Song Shiwei, its eyes lit up and it rushed towards Song Shiwei excitedly, howling like a pig.

Song Shiwei was not afraid when facing three wild boars. He had killed wolves before, let alone wild boars. He immediately picked up his sword and killed the wild boar that was rushing towards him with one sword.

In just two minutes, the three wild boars fell to the ground with a thud. Song Shiwei took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the bloody sword. Then he threw away the blood-soaked handkerchief and waved his hand to put the wild boars into the space. Only pig blood was left on the ground, and Song Shiwei disappeared.

When we returned to the foot of the mountain, it was almost evening and Zhang Wu was making dinner.

Song Shiwei looked around, threw the two rabbits on the ground, and took out two cabbages.

"Let's stir-fry the wild rabbit and make a cabbage and egg soup," Song Shiwei said, then got into the carriage, filled the bucket, and then fed the horse water and food.

After dinner, Zhang Wu washed the dishes before going to Wei Cai's house. Song Shiwei had already returned to the tent and was now planting medicinal herbs dug from the mountains in the space.