Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

The setting sun is as red as blood, and that touch of red glow slowly spreads across the sky, merging with the coming night.

A man in white clothes walked slowly on the desolate path.

Everyone in Xiaoli Village knows that there is a madman living here, so they generally don't walk this road. They even threaten their children, not allowing them to get close to this place, otherwise they will be caught by the madman.

After passing a few lonely graves, a dilapidated thatched house came into view, accompanied by a heart-pounding roar: "Ah——"

The shrill screams echoed in the empty wilderness, adding a sense of desolation and uneasiness.

The man in white stopped and stood in front of the door with a gloomy expression. After a while, he stretched out his hand and slowly pushed open the dilapidated door.

The door opened with a creak.

Inside the house, a ragged, disheveled man was chained to a shabby bed with heavy iron chains.

When the man saw the man in white walking into the house, his eyes were filled with fear and he screamed in terror: "Ghost, there is an evil ghost——"

Shu Changyu looked down at him, his eyes slightly cold, but the corners of his mouth were raised: "It seems that you still remember me."

His voice was low and slow, full of meaning: "In that case, I have good news for you. The old man is about to die, and I will send you to be buried with him. This will also be considered as fulfilling your relationship as master and servant."

The man's eyes were cloudy, and he kept screaming: "You are an evil ghost, an evil ghost!"

As the night fell, Song Yan lay on her 1.5-meter-tall bed, crossing her legs leisurely.

It was indeed comfortable to sleep alone. Thinking back to the embarrassing situations when she had a reaction in the morning and was caught by Erlin, Song Yan felt so ashamed that she wanted to cover her face.

Fortunately, Erya gets up late, so usually he gets up and packs up before Erya comes out of the inner room, except for the time when he was injured.

Otherwise, if Arya catches us, we will be socially doomed.

The house was too small, which caused many inconveniences. There was no personal privacy at all. He would change clothes with the door closed when Arya was not around.

Now that we have moved the bunk bed back and hung up the curtains, we at least have some private space.

Song Yan lay on the bed, raised his legs and shook them. Afraid of disturbing Erlin who was getting out of bed, he quickly put his legs down.

He smacked his lips, feeling his mouth was lonely and wanted to have some snacks.

He took out a bag of beef jerky, threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, while also looking through the snack cabinet.

There are still a few packets of braised duck necks, spicy dried fish, pickled pepper chicken feet, and some snacks like candy and biscuits left.

After flipping through it again, I remembered that I had given the last pound of pork jerky to Aniu a few days ago.

Taking advantage of my recent free time, I'll make more snacks and fill up the snack cabinet.

He closed his eyes and entered the kitchen. He took out the pork from the refrigerator, cut the fat and put it aside to make lard. He then chopped the remaining lean meat into minced meat and began to make pork jerky.

In addition to pork jerky, he also baked a few pounds of biscuits and would go to the county town to give them to Lin Yifeng in a few days.

The weather was still gloomy afterwards, but fortunately it didn't rain again.

If it continues to rain, the peanuts that have just been planted will probably be soaked by the rain.

On the sixth day, Shu Changyu came again, put down the anthelmintic bag, and left without saying a few words.

Song Yan gave him a pack of cookies in return.

A month passed quickly, and it was the beginning of the month again. It was time to go to the county town.

Song Yan put the basket on her back and said to the twins, "I'll be back in the evening."

He was worried about leaving the kids at home. If Aniu hadn't gone to work as a temporary worker at Mr. Huang's farm, he would have let them come and stay for a night.

Song Yan decided to go early and come back early so as not to spend too much time in the county town.

He set out at daybreak and arrived at the county town before noon.

Song Yan went straight to the Thanos Gang. On the way, he paid attention to the roadside stalls and found that many snack stalls sold bean curd skin and yuba.

As he expected, the tofu skin recipe was simple and could be figured out with a little thought.

When we arrived at the Tianba Gang, we learned that Brother Ying was out of town and Deputy Gang Leader Zhong also went to Guang'an Prefecture half a month ago. Only Hall Leader Chen and Hall Leader Shen were left in the gang.

As the recipe was figured out, more and more people learned how to make it, causing the prices of yuba and bean curd skin to plummet, and the Thanos Gang had to follow suit and lower their prices.

Later, they felt that it was not cost-effective to continue doing this. Since they could not sell it at a good price, they simply produced only more than 100 kilograms a day and supplied it to Xiangfenglou and some small restaurants.

A small number of people switched to making fried tofu and dried tofu.

Aunt Pang led the rest of the people to make fermented tofu.

During this period, fermented tofu has been selling quite well.

When Master Chen saw Song Yan, he smiled and said, "Xiao Song, you are finally here."

He took out the account book from his arms and handed it to him: "This is last month's account book, take a look first."

Song Yan took the account book, opened it and looked at it carefully. His eyes widened. He actually earned three hundred taels of silver last month.

I earned less this month, but it was still fifty taels, most of which came from selling fried tofu and fermented tofu.

Master Chen said, "At the end of the month, we had already distributed dividends to the brothers. There were originally 200 taels left, but Gang Leader Zhong took 100 taels of silver and went to Guang'an Prefecture to expand the business. Now there are 150 taels left in the account."

"Wait a moment." After saying this, Master Chen took out a small wooden box from the house and opened it in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan's heart started beating violently, and inside it were ingots of glittering silver.

Master Chen counted the amount again, and after confirming it was correct, he handed it to Song Yan: "This is last month's dividend, a total of one hundred taels of silver."

Song Yan stretched out her trembling hands and took the wooden box. One hundred taels of silver seemed heavy and quite substantial.

The reward he earned through desperate efforts was only fifty taels of silver, while the Thanos Gang gave him a hundred taels of silver in dividends in just one month.

Song Yan suddenly had the illusion that making money was easy.

But when he thought about the fat aunt and others who had lost weight due to exhaustion, he felt that the silver in his hands was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

After chatting for a while, Song Yan politely declined Master Chen's invitation to stay.

After leaving Thanos Gang, he went to the market as usual, bought a few pounds of pork bones first, then went to the cloth shop to buy some linen, and then went back to ask Aunt Niu to help make two sets of clothes.

His only decent piece of clothing was torn into tatters when he went into the mountains not long ago. It had become a pair of shorts and could only be worn when he went out into the fields.

Finally, I went to Mo Zhai and bought a few rolls of bamboo paper and straw paper for going to the toilet.

He had almost finished buying everything, and on his way back he stopped by the county government office.

Walking to the side door he had been to last time, he went forward and knocked.

Unexpectedly, the doorman still remembered him. Perhaps because Lin Yifeng had greeted him, the doorman was very polite to him.

Song Yan took out a letter and said, "Please pass this letter to your young master for me."

Then he handed over another package, which contained a pound of pork jerky and half a pound of biscuits.

The concierge took it respectfully: "Okay, I will definitely deliver it to you."

Seeing this, Song Yan quietly put back the change he had just taken out.

After visiting the county government office, he rushed to the city gate without stopping and rented a donkey cart to return to the town.

I was so busy along the way that I didn't even have time to eat lunch. I just bought a basket of meat buns at a snack stand to make do with it.

When he returned to Xijiang Town, seeing that it was still early, he went to He Fang's shop again.

"Brother He, I'd like to ask you where you can find buffaloes for sale, preferably ones that are producing milk." He asked as he entered the door.

He Fang said: "Water buffalo? What do you want to buy a cow for?"

Song Yan asked him back: "How did the croissant I gave you last time taste?"

When this matter was mentioned, He Fang had a lot to say: "Don't mention it. After I took it back, your sister-in-law loved it so much. I only tasted one piece, and she ate the rest."

Song Yan then said: "Croissants are made with milk. If you can help me find out where I can buy milk cows, I will make more croissants for you."

"Okay, I'll help you find out." He Fang agreed readily, "But let's make it clear in advance that a cow costs at least ten taels of silver, which is not cheap."

Song Yan is not worried at all now that he has money in his hands: "I know what's going on, Brother He, just help me find out."

After coming out of He Fang's shop, Song Yan did not stay any longer and rented a donkey cart to return to the village.

As soon as I got home, Erlin came out and said, "Brother, a guest is here to see you and has been waiting at home for a long time."