Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Shu Changyu put down his hand, his lips also flushed bright red, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Nothing, I caught a cold a few days ago."

At this time, a drizzle was floating in the sky, and tiny raindrops fell on his eyelashes. He blinked very quickly, and the water droplets slid down his eyelashes, making his black eyes appear slightly moist.

It looks like a wet kitten, waiting for its owner to take it home.

Song Yan couldn't help but soften her heart, and stretched out her hand to shield him from the rain, muttering, "Since you are sick, don't run around, come into the house with me to avoid the rain."

Shu Changyu still hummed somewhat dejectedly.

Aunt Niu just came back from the fields. When she saw Shu Changyu, she blurted out, "Oh, whose boy is so handsome?"

Seeing another person mistaking Shu Changyu for a man, Song Yan couldn't help but wonder, does Shu Changyu really look that much like a man?

Looking at Shu Changyu again, she was wearing a crescent-white gown, her hair tied up with a peach wood hairpin. She still had that handsome face, with graceful eyebrows and eyes, but without any trace of femininity.

Isn’t disguising as a man a skill unique to the heroine?

Just like what is shown in TV dramas, she had pierced ears but no one noticed she was a girl.

Song Yan secretly glanced at Shu Changyu's earlobes and unexpectedly discovered that he didn't have pierced ears.

Shu Changyu doesn't look like a girl who likes to dress up, so it's normal that she doesn't have pierced ears.

Song Yan put aside her doubts and introduced her to Aunt Niu: "This is my friend, Shu Changyu."

Aunt Niu smiled and said, "It turned out to be Xiao Shu."

When Song Yan heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Why did Xiao Shu sound like "little uncle"?

He couldn't help but tease: "Aunt, you should call him Changyu. I'm afraid you will suffer if you call him uncle."

Aunt Niu pretended to hit him: "You are just a scoundrel who only knows how to talk nonsense."

Song Yan hid behind Shu Changyu. Fortunately, Uncle Niu had finished dismantling the bed and called him in, so he took the opportunity to slip away.

After the bed was disassembled, the bed boards were piled all over the room. They ran several times before they moved all the bed boards back home. Uncle Niu put the bed back together in the room.

After Erya wrote out ten big words from memory, she took Yaya out to play.

And no one knew where Erlin had gone.

I always feel a little uncomfortable when I'm alone with Shu Changyu.

This reminded him of a few days ago, when he had just promised He Fang that he would not have any thoughts about Shu Changyu, but as soon as he saw Shu Changyu, he couldn't help but let his wild thoughts run wild.

He cursed himself secretly, "You are so hypocritical, Song Yan."

The young man's attitude was obviously distant, and Shu Changyu's eyes were tinged with a bit of gloom and anger. He said in annoyance: "I'm going back."

At the same time, Song Yan also said, "Hey, which craftsman did you hire to make the stone table and stone piers in your house? I also want to have a set in my yard."

After he finished speaking, he realized what Shu Changyu had just said.

He pursed his lips: "Are you going back?"

Shu Changyu did not answer, but stared at Song Yan's face and suddenly asked him: "Do you hate me?"

Hearing the question he asked, Song Yan felt puzzled. He shook his head and replied very seriously: "How could I hate you?"

"You don't think I hate you," Song Yan touched the tip of his nose and told the truth, "I just don't know how to get along with you."

Shu Changyu's eyes moved slightly, then he lowered his head and smiled, slowly uttering a word: "Oh."

Song Yan felt awkward. He scratched his head and said, "Actually, I didn't expect you to come over so suddenly."

"I received the gift from you and thought you wanted to see me." Shu Changyu said slowly.

Song Yan felt embarrassed as if he had been teased. He suddenly raised his voice and said, "No, I'm here to visit you."

Uncle Niu in the house vaguely heard his voice and shouted, "Xiao Song, are you calling me?"

Song Yan quickly replied: "It's okay, uncle, just go ahead and do your thing."

Glancing at Song Yan's slightly red ears, Shu Changyu seemed to be in a good mood. He did not continue the previous topic, but changed the subject: "The table and stools were made by a craftsman in the county."

"But his chronic illness relapsed some time ago and he no longer accepts orders."

Song Yan felt a little regretful. The craftsman's skills were indeed good. He said, "I plan to build the house in the second half of the year. Then I will ask if there are any masters with good skills."

Once he started talking, he couldn't stop and quickly introduced the flowers and plants in his yard to Shu Changyu.

After a month of careful cultivation, the seedlings on the right side of the vegetable patch have almost grown: "The ones under your feet are Chinese cabbage, this side is spring greens and mustard greens, and that one is cucumbers."

Cucumber is also known as zucchini. When the weather gets hot, you can make cold cucumber salad. Pickled cucumbers are also very appetizing and go well with rice.

"And these..."

Shu Changyu frowned and interrupted him: "It's coriander, I know."

Seeing his disgusted expression, Song Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The flower bed on the left was also green. With her powerful memory, Song Yan identified several camellia plants, but she couldn't recognize the rest.

Song Yan finally pointed to a patch of watermelon seedlings under the window and said proudly, "These are winter melons. I'll give you a few more when they grow up in two months."

The corners of Shu Changyu's mouth slowly curled up, and he said reservedly, "Okay."

Before they knew it, it was getting dark and Uncle Niu finally put the bunk bed back together.

Song Yan handed over a bowl of tea and said, "Uncle, you have worked hard."

Uncle Niu drank a bowl of tea and found it quite delicious. He wiped his mouth and said he wanted to go back.

With guests at home, Uncle Niu seemed restless, so Song Yan didn't want to keep him any longer.

After seeing Uncle Niu out, Song Yan turned around and asked Shu Changyu, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

Shu Changyu was about to nod, but suddenly thought of something and frowned slightly: "I don't eat coriander."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Okay, don't put coriander in it. Actually, I don't eat coriander every day."

"I don't eat celery or leeks either..."

Song Yan was overwhelmed after hearing this. He didn't want to eat this or that. Even his daughters were not so picky about food. He decided to take back what he had said before about Shu Changyu being easy to feed.

He was speechless and said, "Wait, I can't remember all the things you said, how about I take a piece of paper and write it down?"

Shu Changyu actually thought about it and nodded: "That's fine."

"You can, you big-headed devil," Song Yan said angrily, "You eat whatever I cook, and don't be picky."

Without waiting for Shu Changyu to speak, he quickly added: "Don't worry, I won't put coriander in it."

Thinking of his skill in grilling fish, Shu Changyu reluctantly said, "You can't put celery in it either."

"Okay, okay, okay, just don't put coriander and celery in it." Song Yan was speechless. Even the emperor was not as difficult to serve as he was.

Shu Changyu looked towards the sheepfold and asked, "Does your family also raise sheep?"

Song Yan said cautiously: "Don't hit the sheep, this is our Yaya's food."

Shu Changyu turned his eyes again and saw the big goose striding past the door with its chest held high.

Song Yan added: "Neither can the goose. It needs to be kept for laying eggs."

Shu Changyu looked away with a lack of interest. He said listlessly, "I want to eat fish."

Song Yan said unhappily, "I can't find a fish for you."

At this time, Erlin, who had been out, came back: "Brother, I just went to Doctor Zhang, and he gave me two river fish."

Song Yan looked at Shu Changyu in disbelief. Was this guy's mouth blessed? He actually said that whatever he wanted would come true.

Is it really that accurate?