Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Despite eating it three times a day, Song Yan still found it difficult to accept the rough texture of wheat rice. Fortunately, she had some fried fish, and she was able to eat a bowl of it with the wheat rice.

After meals, he always felt a tightness in his stomach.

It was late at night and everything was silent except for the occasional chirping of insects and the barking of dogs in the distance.

While Erlin was sleeping soundly, Song Yan's consciousness entered the kitchen and opened the extra-large four-door refrigerator.

The refrigerator's refrigeration area is at the top, with the fruit area on the left and the vegetable area on the right.

The storage slots on both doors are filled with eggs (10 of which are refreshed every day), as well as bottled water, milk, beer and other beverages, and some snacks.

Most of the chili sauce he made some time ago was given to his friend who is a food blogger, and he only kept a few bottles for himself.

The friend gave him a two-kilogram bottle of honey in return, saying that he had collected it himself.

There are also bacon, sausages and some pickles.

We are all food bloggers with similar experiences. Every time we shoot a video, we cannot succeed at the first try. We must go through countless failures before we can make the most perfect dish.

In order not to waste food, those failed and defective products can only be given to relatives and friends.

After a long time of interactions, many strange and weird things appeared in Song Yan's refrigerator.

For example, the long-lost Lengxiang Pills, the Yurong Wine that took 49 days to brew, and the canned spinach that can make you extremely powerful...

One is outrageous.

Keke, get back to business.

Song Yan also put the things given by friends in the storage slot to distinguish them from other ingredients in the refrigerator.

Only the food originally in the refrigerator can be automatically replenished every day. Food stored in the refrigerator from outside will not be refreshed after being used up.

The lower level of the refrigerator is the freezer area, with seafood on the left and meat on the right.

Needless to say, the seafood area.

The focus is on the frozen area on the right. In addition to the fixed ten kilograms of pork every day, there are five kilograms each of chicken, duck, cattle, and mutton, as well as some animal offal, which add up to about ten kilograms.

Song Yan took out all the meat except the beef. He was not sure whether it was past midnight, so he could only close the refrigerator and wait outside.

When he was about to fall asleep, he opened the refrigerator in a daze and found that it was full again.

He originally planned to go to the county town in two days to sell the meat, which should earn him some money.

However, a rain disrupted his plan.

It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil, but in ancient times, rain would bring a lot of inconvenience.

It was drizzling and there was no sun. Yaya's diapers couldn't dry, so she had to light a brazier in the house to dry the diapers.

What Song Yan could not accept the most was that the roof was leaking.

In the middle of the night, Song Yan felt water dripping on his face and woke up suddenly. He quickly pushed Erlin who was sleeping soundly: "Brother, wake up quickly."

Erlin asked dazedly, "What happened?"

"The roof seems to be leaking." Song Yan was about to collapse.

Erlin was very calm: "Oh, then you can sleep somewhere else."

Song Yan had no choice but to pick up the pillow and crawl to lie down on the opposite side, but soon the area under his feet was also soaked by the rain.

He hugged his arms, feeling extremely desolate, and finally understood the mood of Du Fu when he wrote "Song of the Thatched Cottage Destroyed by the Autumn Wind".

"There is no dry spot on the bed, and the rain is falling like hemp without stopping." Song Yan recited the poem miserably. The quilt was damp and cold, and her heart was chilled.

He couldn't get through a day like this.

The next day, the rain still did not stop.

Song Yan stood in front of the door, looking up at the overcast sky, the raindrops falling continuously. His face became more and more sad and resentful.

When the twins saw his expression, they wanted to stay away from him.

The eldest brother looked so scary.

It was not until the early morning of the third day when the long-lost sunlight shone into the house. Song Yan did not even bother to put on her shoes and socks and ran out the door.

I saw the clouds in the sky gradually dissipate, and a red sun slowly rose.

In the golden morning light, the ridges, ponds and thatched cottages complement each other, forming a beautiful pastoral painting in spring.

Song Yan was ecstatic, almost insane: "Erlin, Erlin, come and see, the sun is out!"

Erlin remained silent. He understood that his elder brother was really frustrated these days.

Hearing Song Yan's call, Erya woke up immediately. She quickly hung Yaya's diaper outside.

Song Yan went into the house, put on her shoes and socks, quickly washed up, took off her mourning clothes, changed into a clean short brown shirt, and tidied up her messy hair.

The wound on the back of his head had already healed and formed a scar, so it would be fine as long as he didn't pick at it.

After combing her hair and tying it behind her head, Song Yan took the backpack that her father used to carry game and said to the twins, "I have to go to the county town. I may not be able to come back tonight. If I am not back by night, you don't have to leave the door open for me."

"Okay, big brother." Erlin responded obediently.

Song Yan was still worried about leaving the children at home, so she kept telling them: "If you have any problems, go find Aunt Niu. If you can't solve them, wait for me to come back."

Erlin was somewhat helpless: "I know, big brother."

"Then I'm leaving." Song Yan waved her hand and left briskly.

The twins stood at the door, looking at his back as he walked away.

Erya twisted her fingers unconsciously and whispered, "Second brother, do you think that eldest brother will really come back?"

"I think so." Erlin's tone was also a little uncertain.

I don't know what she thought of, but Erya's face suddenly changed. She said nervously: "Oh no, my brother didn't steal the food."

Hearing this, Erlin hurried to the kitchen to check, and came out and said, "No, the food is still there."

"That's good." Erya breathed a sigh of relief and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with doubting her eldest brother.

Then Erlin added: "Big brother also left two eggs for us."

"Really?" Arya was overjoyed, her little face full of excitement, "Then let's boil the eggs quickly."

Erlin tapped her forehead and said, "Don't wrongly accuse Big Brother next time."

Arya pouted and said reluctantly, "I know, I know."

It had just rained and the road was muddy and difficult to walk on. I had not walked far before the uppers of my shoes were wet and dirty.

When Song Yan thought that it would take another hour to reach the town, she wanted to turn around and go back immediately.

At this time, he heard someone behind him shouting, "Song family boy, where are you going?"

Song Yan looked back and saw a middle-aged man driving a donkey cart towards them.

He thought about it carefully before recognizing who the other person was, and then said enthusiastically: "Uncle Dazhu, I'm going to the county town."

Zhang Dazhu said, "I'm going to town, so I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you, Uncle Dazhu." Song Yan didn't act pretentiously. She quickly climbed onto the donkey cart and put the backpack on it.

Zhang Dazhui was a man of few words to begin with, and after getting in the car, he said even less.

But Song Yan was not like that. He loved chatting with people the most. As soon as he sat down, he came forward and started chatting enthusiastically: "Uncle, what are you doing in town?"

"To send something to my good friend." Zhang Dazhui answered honestly.

Song Yan then remembered that Uncle Dazhu's youngest son, Zhang Tiezi, worked as a handyman in a silk shop in the town.

In the eyes of the villagers, having a job in the city is considered a promising future.

Song Yan and Zhang Dazhui chatted along the way, but he was the one doing most of the talking, with Zhang Dazhui responding with a sentence or two from time to time.

When he arrived at Xijiang Town, he said goodbye to Uncle Dazhu reluctantly.

Afterwards, Song Yan rented a donkey cart in the town to go to the county town.

Since he had no money on him, he took out ten eggs from his backpack and asked if he could use the eggs to pay for his bus fare.

A chicken was worth forty coins, and eggs were only one coin each. Ten eggs were worth ten coins, enough to cover the round-trip fare.

Moreover, the eggs Song Yan took out were large in size, just right for nourishing his pregnant wife, so the driver readily agreed.

The distance from the town to the county town was not far, but it took two hours by donkey cart. Fortunately, Song Yan set out early and arrived at the county town at noon.

As soon as you enter the city gate, you can see the bustling crowd. It is much more lively and prosperous than Xijiang Town. This is also the reason why Song Yan insisted on coming to the county town.

There are many rich people in the county town. They are very particular about food and clothing, and consume a lot of chicken, duck, fish and meat every day. The hundreds of kilograms of meat in his space are easier to sell here.

Song Yan estimated the time. It was Shenshi (3-5 pm), which means if he went back at pm, he would be back in the town at pm, and it would be almost pm when he got back to the village, so it was not too late.

The time is a bit tight.

Song Yan made an appointment with the coachman to meet at the tea shop at the city gate. If Song Yan had not arrived by 3 p.m., he told the driver not to wait any longer.

After entering the city, Song Yan turned left and right and came to an empty alley. He looked around for a few times to make sure that no one was coming, and quickly put the chicken, duck, pork and mutton that he had taken out of the refrigerator in the past few days into his backpack.

Then, he picked up the backpack and stumbled: "Hiss, it's so heavy."

As soon as he walked out of the alley, someone tapped his shoulder.