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

When Lin Ting came to his senses, Song Shiwei was nowhere to be seen.

Uncle Fu walked up to her silently, holding a lot of snacks in his hands. He glanced at the direction where Song Shiwei left, and then his eyes fell on Lin Ting: "Miss, Mr. Song has left."

Lin Ting turned around, met Uncle Fu's loving gaze, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Uncle Fu, Mr. Song is a good man."

Uncle Fu smiled slightly and said, "He is indeed a rare gentleman. No wonder the young lady has such a favorable impression of him."

Lin felt a little shy when he heard that, but then he raised his head and looked directly at Uncle Fu: "I do like him. Mr. Song is not only good at fighting, but also handsome. If I could see him every day, I think I would be in a very good mood."

"If the young lady is really interested, I will send someone to investigate."

Lin Ting smiled and nodded, his expression calm and generous: "Then I'll trouble Uncle Fu. When I know where Young Master Song is settled, I can prepare a generous gift and go to thank him."

As he spoke, Lin Ting turned to face the direction where Song Shiwei left, his eyes shining: "He said that he didn't ask for nothing in return, but he saved us. We, the Lin family, will repay a favor. If he hasn't got married yet and doesn't have a lover, then I will pledge my life to him."

Uncle Fu smiled kindly: "If the young lady can marry Mr. Song, it will be a good story."

Lin Ting smiled brightly.

Although the Lin family is a merchant family, their business is spread all over Dali, and their wealth is even more enviable. Not to mention finding someone in the provincial capital, even finding someone in the capital is easy. However, within an hour, Uncle Fu received the news about which inn Song Shiwei was in.

Early the next morning, Song Shiwei and the other two finished their breakfast at the inn and prepared to leave. As soon as they walked out of the inn, they saw Lin Ting standing at the door and several people behind him.

Song Shiwei frowned slightly, but it was not visible on his face.

Lin Ting came to the door of the inn and waited before dawn. He didn't go in because he didn't want to disturb Song Shiwei's rest, so he thought of waiting at the door so that he could see him as soon as he came out.

Seeing people now, Lin Ting showed a bright smile on her face, lifted her skirt slightly and ran towards Song Shiwei: "Mr. Song, are you leaving?"

Song Shiwei looked calm, and his voice was indifferent. Instead of answering, he asked, "Miss Lin, is there something wrong?"

"I...I want to ask where you are going, sir. We are going to the capital, are you going with me?"

Song Shiwei took a step back: "I'm traveling around and I'm not sure where to go."

Lin Ting was obviously disappointed, but he turned around and smiled again after a moment. He waved his hand behind him and took a small wooden box from the servant: "This is a token of my Lin family. I understand what you said before, but I can't accept favors for nothing. There are shops of my Lin family in various places in Dali. With this jade pendant, you can find shopkeepers in various places to do business. Please accept it, sir."

After hearing what Lin Ting said, Song Shiwei's heart moved. Merchant Lin family? If I remember correctly, then this Lin Ting is the woman in the book who has a deep love for Shen Yan.

There is not much written about the Lin family in the book, but because the Lin family is rich, they are mentioned a few times. Lin Ting is mentioned because Shen Yan is the heroine's brother and is considered an important supporting role. Song Shiwei still remembers that Lin Ting in the book met Shen Yan by chance after he returned to Beijing and saved her from a frightened horse. She fell in love with him at first sight, even though she knew that Shen Yan had a lover and even though she knew Shen Yan was of noble status, she did not change her original intention and was determined to marry him, even as a concubine.

Thinking of Lin Ting's depressed ending, and looking at the real person standing in front of him with a smile like a flower, Song Shiwei felt it was a pity.

How could such a beautiful woman have such blindness?

If it were me, I would be rich and handsome, why would I fall for Shen Yan, a fool? Wouldn't it be nice to have endless wealth? If I'm really lonely, I can just find a few men to play with, but why would I be serious?

While Song Shiwei was thinking, Lin Ting was still waiting for his reply, holding the wooden box in his hands without moving: "Mr. Song?"

Song Shiwei came back to his senses and looked at her: "Thank you Miss Lin, the jade pendant is too valuable for me to accept. If Miss Lin really wants to thank you, just give me some gold and silver. I am a layman, and gold and silver are the most practical things."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Ting and the servants behind her were all stunned.

Seeing this, Song Shiwei curled his lips and said, "Give me whatever money Miss Lin took with her today. I will be satisfied if you feel at ease."

Lin Ting's eyes widened, his lips slightly parted, and after a while he spoke with a stiff face: "Mr. Song is really good at joking."

"Miss Lin, do you think I'm joking? If Miss Lin doesn't want to deal with this matter, then forget it. There's no need to mention it again in the future. I haven't taken it to heart. We still have to hurry on our way. Goodbye," After saying this, Song Shiwei gave a look to Song Da behind him, and after seeing him go to lead the carriage, he nodded to Lin Ting, and then left with Feng Ru.

"Sir, I am not unwilling." Lin Ting did not want to give up, and did not want to see him leave again. After stopping him, he continued, "Sir, you are right, but I did not bring much money with me today. I only have one thousand taels of silver notes. I hope you don't think it is too little."

Song Shiwei took the banknote, and the smile on his face became more obvious: "That's great, you don't have to mention the favor anymore, young lady."

Who can face the expression of a beautiful woman who is rushing to give money? At least Song Shiwei feels that he can't, so his smile at this moment is very sincere.

Seeing Song Shiwei was about to leave again, Lin Ting hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, I'm going to the capital later. Can we go together? It would be great if we could go together for a while. This time I brought several servants with me. I heard that Mr. Song only brought two young servants. I'm afraid they can't take care of people. It would be better if they come with me, so they can be more relaxed."

Song Shi slightly raised his eyebrows, clearly seeing her blushing face. He then thought of the love-minded Lin Ting in the book. He suddenly understood and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble Miss Lin. I think Miss Lin is also a straightforward person. It's not good to hide something from Miss Lin. I am also a woman like Miss Lin, but it's inconvenient for women to dress up when going out, so I walk in men's clothes. I hope Miss Lin doesn't mind. We'll meet again if we're destined to. Goodbye."

After saying this, he didn't give Lin Ting any chance to speak and quickly left with Feng Ru.

The carriage sped away. Song Shiwei had been gone for quite a while, but Lin Ting was still in a daze. His almond-shaped eyes were wide open and his face was pale. His mind was full of Song Shiwei's words that she was also a woman. It was like a blow to the head, and his whole body shook.

Uncle Fu was standing one step behind Lin Ting, so he naturally heard clearly what Song Shiwei said. Although he was surprised, he quickly recovered. He couldn't help but feel worried that his young lady had impure thoughts about Mr. Song... no, Miss Song.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Lin Ting came back to his senses, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm fine, I just didn't expect she was a woman, Uncle Fu, I'm a little tired and want to be quiet, let's go back."

Uncle Fu let out a sigh, and couldn't stop the worry in his eyes.

The other servants who followed lowered their heads very low, as if they saw and heard nothing.

Inside the carriage, Feng Ru looked at Song Shiwei every once in a while, then looked at Song Shiwei again, wanting to say something but stopping himself and unable to help twisting his body.