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

The two men entered the city just before the city gates were closed. As they would be staying there for nearly half a month, Zhang Wu found a slightly larger inn, booked two upper rooms and two buckets of hot water, and specifically asked the waiter to feed the horses with water and food.

"Master, I called for some water and it will be brought up in a moment."

Song Shiwei nodded: "Okay, you go to sleep, I'll go out for a walk later, you don't have to follow me."

"Then the master should come back soon."

The inns in the city are all similar. Song Shiwei took a bath and went out. When he passed by Zhang Wu's room, he noticed that the candle was out inside, so he thought he had gone to bed.

Before leaving the inn, the innkeeper stopped Song Shiwei and walked over with a smile: "Although there are patrol officers in the city, it is not safe at night. Miss, you should not go out so late. If you really have to go out, you should pay attention to your safety."

As he said this, the shopkeeper took the lantern from the waiter and handed it to Song Shiwei, the worry on his face not seeming fake.

Song Shiwei took it with a smile and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper and little brother. I will just walk around and take a look at the night view of the city. I won't go to any remote places. Thank you for your concern."

The shopkeeper didn't say much and just watched Song Shiwei leave with a smile.

Song Shiwei walked along the long street holding the lantern given by the innkeeper. Without the hustle and bustle of the day, the full moon peeked out from the clouds, casting silver light on the houses. It was like a dream penetrating reality, and the slanted shadow on the ground moved slowly.

Song Shiwei looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and was now dressed as a woman. At such a time when she was walking alone on the street, passers-by could not help but take a second look at her.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the little girl would be raped, the old man selling candy figures on the street hesitated to speak.

Song Shiwei did not look around curiously like other girls. Instead, she had a calm expression and just glanced at every place she passed by.

At this time, the only businesses still open in the city were restaurants and singing and dancing shops. There were only a few street stalls, and most of the people walking on the street were men or families of several people.

Compared with other places, Zhending in the north can be described as a paradise on earth. Extreme heat disasters have little impact here. Plus, the north is surrounded by mountains, so even if the rivers at the foot of the mountains dry up, there are still water sources on the mountains for food. In addition, Zhending has a Fucheng River that leads to the top of the northern border. The water level of the Fucheng River has only dropped by one third now.

Therefore, the people here are not numb or confused, they just want to earn the two taels of silver.

Realizing that someone was following him, Song Shiwei continued to stroll around without making a sound. Sensing malicious intent behind him, Song Shiwei paused, turned around and walked into an alley.

The man following behind Song Shiwei's eyes immediately lit up and he quickened his pace. As soon as he entered the alley, he saw the little girl he had followed standing in the middle of the alley with a lantern in her hand. The man didn't pay attention to the other person's expression, and he approached her with lustful eyes while rubbing his hands.

"Little girl, why haven't you come home yet so late? You are waiting for your brother to love you. Don't worry, we will come right away. I guarantee you will be so comfortable that you will want to come again next time."

Listening to the other party's dirty words and disgusting laughter, Song Shiwei frowned, raised his eyelids and glanced at the roof on the left, then looked at the man who was getting closer and closer as if he was looking at a dead person.

When he went out, Song Shiwei did not bring a long sword, but only a short blade in his sleeve.

The man stopped when he was two steps away from Song Shiwei, the light of the lantern shining on his face. It was only then that the man realized that the girl had not responded from beginning to end. Looking at her now with a heavy gaze, he inexplicably felt a sense of crisis behind him. If it were in the past, the man would have given up escaping long ago, but tonight the man had just drunk a few glasses of wine and was under the influence of alcohol when he saw the girl, who was so beautiful, and now she was in a remote and deserted alley.

With such favorable timing, location and people, wouldn't it be a pity to give up just like that?

The man was so blinded by lust that he ignored the fear deep in his heart. The disgusting smile on his face became brighter and brighter. "Are you scared, little girl? Don't be afraid. Brother loves you. You should love brother too and don't scream. Then brother will take you to eat delicious food and buy you jewelry and rouge."

As the man spoke, he reached out to touch Song Shiwei's cheek. When his fingers were about to touch her skin, silver light flashed.

"what--"

A shrill scream rang out from the alley, but was drowned out by the sound of singing and dancing from the restaurant not far away. People in the distance did not hear it, but Song Shiwei, who was standing in front of the man, frowned when he heard it. He slowly stepped up to the man, and as he covered his severed hand and screamed, he turned his wrist, spun the short blade in his hand, and then slashed the man's throat with one stroke.

When the man fell to the ground, his eyes were filled with disbelief and hidden fear.

Song Shiwei stood there without moving, but looked up at the roof in the distance.

"Have you seen enough?"

After waiting for a while and seeing no one coming down, Song Shiwei frowned, raised his hand and shot the short blade towards the roof.

"Oh my god," the boy was so shocked that he jumped off the roof and landed not far from Song Shiwei. He turned around and faced Song Shiwei's expressionless face. The boy looked a little embarrassed and smiled in a flattering way: "What a coincidence."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's you."

Zhou Yi scratched his head and grinned: "Isn't it me? I'm so glad you still remember me. I've been looking for you all this time. I didn't expect to meet you today. This is really fate."

As the young man approached, Song Shiwei frowned again: "Looking for me?"

Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly, first jumped onto the roof to take down the short blade, then wiped the blood off the short blade with the man's clothes on the ground, and finally handed it to Song Shiwei with both hands like a dog: "I think there is a misunderstanding between us. We haven't had time to explain it several times when we met by chance, so I want to explain it to you in person and make friends."

Song Shiwei put the short blade into his sleeve and said as he walked out: "There is no misunderstanding, and I don't want to make friends either."

"Don't worry. As the saying goes, more friends mean more opportunities. The world is not doing well right now. You never know when I might be able to help you. My family is very powerful in the North."

Song Shiwei frowned when he heard this, and he stopped and looked at him intently.

Zhou Yi's scalp tightened when he was stared at, and he laughed dryly: "You...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sir, men and women should not touch each other, please respect yourself."

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, staring at Song Shiwei with wide eyes, disbelief in his eyes.

Song Shi smiled slightly and looked at him grimly: "No matter what your purpose is, I'm afraid you will be disappointed here. I don't have much patience. If I am disturbed all the time, I will want to kill people. If you have several lives, you might as well continue to disturb me."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, and his head immediately shrank back. He shook his head like a rattle, raised his hands in front of his chest and waved them repeatedly: "No, no, no, I only have one life, and I haven't lived enough."

“In this case, I hope you will cherish your life.

Zhou Yi stood there, staring at Song Shiwei's receding back, without moving for a long time.

Zhou Huai walked slowly to Zhou Yi's side, his eyes also falling on Song Shiwei's back.

"Brother, how could there be such a person in the world?" Zhou Yi muttered to himself.

"The world's great wonders."

Zhou Yi sighed: "This is the first time I've felt defeated by someone. This feeling...tsk tsk, it's quite novel."

Zhou Huai smiled lightly, and his temperament instantly became gentle: "You have the Zhou family behind you, and every girl from an aristocratic family will be nice to you."