Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Gu Qianfan was born into a wealthy family that ran a fabric business. He showed extraordinary talent since he was young, and everyone said he was a good student.

However, according to the laws of the time, merchants were not allowed to take the imperial examinations within three generations.

The protagonist's parents couldn't bear to see his talent go to waste, so they gave him to a distant relative for adoption.

From then on, the male protagonist was forced to call his parents his uncle and aunt.

He entered a private school and soon showed his intelligence. Not only did he have excellent academic performance, he was also known as a child prodigy among others.

If things had developed according to normal routine, the hero's path to fame and fortune would have been smooth sailing.

But the hero was reborn.

The article does not describe in detail his situation in his previous life. It only mentions that after he passed the imperial examination, he hurried to the capital to take the exam, but unfortunately encountered an accident and was then reborn.

From then on, Gu Qianfan's life seemed to have entered cheat mode.

He passed the examination for a student at the age of thirteen, became a scholar at the age of sixteen, passed the examination for a juren at the age of nineteen, and finally won the top spot in the imperial examination at the age of twenty, becoming the only legendary figure of his time to win six top spots in a row.

Erlin is the control group in his life.

Whenever Gu Qianfan ranked first in the exam, Erlin was always the second closest to him.

No matter how hard Erlin tried, he could never surpass Gu Qianfan.

Although equally talented, she is always overshadowed by the male lead, so much so that whenever outsiders mention a "child prodigy", they only remember Gu Qianfan but not Song Erlin.

If it were just that, it might not be so sad, but what happened later truly destroyed Erlin.

Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

With him around this time, Erlin will definitely be able to avoid the tragic ending in the novel.

All the glory that should have belonged to him will be returned one by one.

Seeing Song Yan was silent for a long time, Erlin couldn't help but ask: "Brother, do you know this classmate of mine?"

"I don't know him." Song Yan pretended to be worried and said, "I'm just worried that you will be looked down upon in the private school because of your family background."

It turned out that the eldest brother was worried that he would be discriminated against in the private school. Erlin quickly explained: "That's not the case."

"My classmates all take good care of me in private. Even if there are conflicts between classmates, the teacher will not sit idly by."

"That's good." Song Yan yawned and said, "Go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Taking advantage of the recent fine weather, he planned to plow the ten acres of land.

Should we breed seeds before sowing them?

If he had known that he would travel back to ancient times, he should have applied for Agricultural College when he filled out his college entrance examination application.

If he had chosen agriculture as his major, he wouldn't have to worry so much now.

Don’t think about it anymore. Go to bed early and ask Aniu when you wake up tomorrow.

Before the morning light completely covered the sky, Aniu next door got up early, borrowed a cow from Uncle Dazhu's house, and rushed to the field to start plowing.

By the time Song Yan went to patrol the fields while biting a steamed bun, Aniu had already diligently plowed an acre of land.

Song Yan waved at him from a distance and shouted, "Aniu! Aniu!"

Hearing Song Yan calling him, Aniu stopped what he was doing and drove the cow towards him.

"Brother Song."

Song Yan was still chewing a steamed bun when she asked vaguely, "You got up so early, have you had breakfast?"

Ah Niu said innocently: "Not yet."

Song Yan waved her hand: "Go have breakfast and come back."

Ah Niu wanted to plow one more acre of land, but Song Yan stopped him with one sentence: "Even if you are not tired, the cow is tired. If you tire it out, Uncle Dazhu will come back to settle the score with me."

Ah Niu had no choice but to remove the yoke and rope from the cow and said, "Brother, I'm going back. The cow..."

Song Yan took over the conversation: "Just leave the cow here. I'll take it to graze later."

Aniu carried the yoke and plowshare back home, as they might be stolen if left in the fields.

The early morning sun shines through the mist onto the fields, making the view green.

Song Yan pulled the rope, frowned and thought hard about how to drive the cows. Help, he didn't know how to drive cows.

He imitated the sound of a cow: "Moo, moo, go, go."

"Puchi." A laugh sounded behind her. Song Yan turned around and saw Aunt Sun standing on the edge of the field with a bamboo basket.

"Xiao Song, this is not the way you drive cows." Aunt Sun couldn't help laughing.

Song Yan scratched his head awkwardly: "I have never driven cattle before."

"Let me do it. Where are you going to drive the cow?" Aunt Sun came over, patted the cow's butt, shouted, and the big yellow cow slowly walked away.

Song Yan said: "Just drive it down the hillside and let it graze."

"Just tie the rope and pull it along." Aunt Sun said, "I'm going to pick wild vegetables, so let's go together."

Song Yan pulled the rope, and sure enough, the big yellow cow followed him obediently.

When he happened to meet Aunt Sun, Song Yan told her about hiring a few people to help with farming.

"Aunt, you know that I have never been to the fields and I don't know how to sow seeds. I would like to trouble you to help me find a few people..."

When he was halfway through his words, Aunt Sun said straightforwardly, "It's not that difficult. Just wait, I'll go get my Dazhu and Shitou to help you."

After saying this, he left in a hurry.

Song Yan didn't even have time to talk about wages.

Forget it, I’ll let Aniu talk to them later.

Song Yan drove the cattle to the foot of the hillside, found a place with lush wild grass, stopped, and let the cattle graze.

The wild vegetables on the mountain grow one after another, green and lush, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Today, Song Yan can already skillfully distinguish between weeds and wild vegetables.

He picked up a handful of shepherd's purse and planned to take it home to make egg and shepherd's purse soup at noon.

On the other side of the hillside, several middle-aged women were busy digging wild vegetables, and they all talked about the hot topic in the village recently - Song Yan.

"Have you heard?" an aunt asked.

"That little gangster from the Song family dares to fight a big tiger? Why don't I believe it?" Another aunt was skeptical.

"I thought so at first, but my Dahe went to the Song family yesterday and told me not to mess with Song Dashu again when he came back."

The aunties were still confused, after all, Song Dashu's image as a gangster had been deeply rooted in people's minds.

"Didn't Song Dashu buy eight acres of land? Where did he get so much money?" someone asked curiously.

"I heard from my eldest sister-in-law who married into Xiaoli Village that the government gave him a reward of fifty taels of silver."

Upon hearing the news, the group of aunties opened their mouths in surprise. That was fifty taels of silver.

Listening to what they said as if it were true, Dashan Niang laughed sarcastically and said, "If he can beat a big insect, I might as well believe that a pig can climb a tree."

Song Yan sat on the grass with her legs slightly bent, casually biting a piece of straw in her mouth, humming a little tune intermittently, looking quite leisurely.

Just at this moment, the aunts who were digging wild vegetables happened to dig here.

"Oh, isn't that Song Dashu? Why is he here too?" exclaimed a sharp-eyed aunt.

Others also seemed a little panicked: "He won't hear us saying bad things about him, will he?"

Just then, Song Yan stood up.

"He's coming over. Does he want to beat us up?" A group of aunties turned pale with fear.

"My Dahe told me not to provoke him."

Song Yan pulled the rope and thought, it's time to go back and plow the fields.

He drove the cows away, leaving a group of aunts looking at each other in bewilderment.