Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

"who is it?"

He Fang turned around and asked, but saw that the knocking on the door continued. He had no choice but to get up and open the door, and then he heard someone outside shouting, "Brother! Brother, are you in there?"

He Fang opened the door and found that the person knocking was a little girl he didn't know.

The girl stood on tiptoe and looked into the house curiously: "Is my brother in there?"

"Your brother?" He Fang looked at the girl's clothes calmly. The delicate embroidery and exquisite fabrics all revealed her identity as a wealthy lady.

He asked, "Who is your brother?"

The girl stammered, "My brother Huang Feiyun."

When He Fang heard the name, he immediately understood that they were looking for the young master of Mr. Huang's family. Then this little girl must also be the daughter of the Huang family.

He said politely: "Your brother is not here, maybe you can go next door to see."

A trace of disappointment flashed across the girl's face, and then she turned to the maid behind her and said, "Yue'er, let's go look next door."

Having said that, he left.

He Fang looked over and saw that they had gone to the private room next door. He knocked on the door and shouted, "Brother!"

But they found that the door was not closed, so they knocked on it, looked inside, and then went into the house.

Soon, the girl's voice came from next door, with a hint of blame: "Brother, why are you so drunk again? If Dad sees you, he will punish you again."

Then, the boy sobbed, "I feel bad."

"Changyu! Changyu is gone!"

Changyu? Isn't that the maiden name of the little girl from the Shu family?

He Fang touched his chin, with an expression that showed he was looking forward to a good show.

Song Yan heard someone calling Shu Changyu in a daze. He muttered, "How come I heard that bad guy's name when I was asleep? Ugh."

At the door, He Fang was still shaking his head and sighing: "I didn't expect that the young master of Mr. Huang's family would be hurt by love."

But when he thought that it was because of Shu Changyu, He Fang felt it was natural.

That girl is as pretty as a fairy. How could any young man not be attracted to her?

He Fanghao sighed for a while, then thought of Song Yan in the room. He paused and slapped his forehead.

Oh no, the girl Xiao Song likes couldn’t be Shu Changyu.

Beautiful women are the source of all misfortune. Beautiful women are truly the source of all misfortune.

He harmed two people at once.

He Fang closed the door and looked back to see Song Yan lying drunk on the table.

"Oh, Xiao Song! Xiao Song!" He Fang walked up to him, shook his shoulders and shouted.

Song Yan held the wine jar and muttered, "Hmm, I feel dizzy."

He Fang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Xiao Song, you are drunk."

He saw that there was still a jar of unopened wine on the table. If he had known that Song Yan had such a low alcohol tolerance, a pot of wine would have been enough.

What should I do when I'm this drunk?

He Fang reached out his hand to help Song Yan up, and then called him, "Xiao Song, wake up. I'll take you back."

Song Yan continued to hold the jar of wine tightly: "No! I won't go back. I want to drink more."

"You're already drunk."

He Fang had no choice but to stay and have a few more drinks with him.

Bamboo Leaf Green is a fast-acting alcohol with a strong aftereffect. After drinking a few glasses, He Fang also felt a little tipsy.

Bamboo Leaf Green is a strong liquor with a long aftertaste. After drinking a few glasses, He Fang couldn't help feeling a little tipsy.

He chose Bamboo Leaf Green Tea, intending to pour out his heart while drunk, but he didn't expect that Song Yan was so weak in alcohol and got drunk so quickly that he couldn't even say a few words properly.

Suddenly, Song Yan put down the jar of wine, stood up shakily, and seemed to want to leave.

He Fang hurried forward to support him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yan half-opened her eyes and answered vaguely: "To the toilet."

He Fang shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

After the two came back from the toilet, a breeze blew on their faces, and Song Yan's drunkenness seemed to have dissipated a little. He said with a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother He, what time is it now?"

He Fang estimated: "It's almost the evening hour."

Song Yan held her slightly aching forehead and said, "I should go back now."

He Fang asked with concern: "Can you get back safely by yourself? Otherwise, I will give you a ride."

Song Yan waved her hand and said, "Don't bother. I can just rent a donkey cart and go back."

As they walked out of the private room, the door next door happened to open and several people came out. They met unexpectedly at the stairs.

The young man was drunk and was being supported by a maid, while another young girl who looked like a young lady was walking in front of him.

Song Yan quickly made way and signaled them to go first.

When the maid passed by, she suddenly called Song Yan softly: "Brother Song?"

Song Yan turned around and found that the other person looked unfamiliar. He asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

The maid said, "I am Zhang Yue'er."

Song Yan suddenly realized that it was Zhang Yue'er, the one Aniu liked.

Zhang Yue'er has one day off every month to visit her family. The last time she came back, she happened to meet Song Yan on the way, but Song Yan did not recognize her at that time.

"Yue'er, what are you talking about? Help my brother come down quickly." The lady downstairs shouted.

Zhang Yueer quickly agreed: "Okay Miss, I'll be down right away."

The boy was much taller than Zhang Yue'er. Zhang Yue'er supported him with difficulty and staggered down the stairs.

Song Yan felt a little nervous when watching this scene, fearing that Zhang Yue'er would slip and fall down the stairs with the boy.

But his mind was not clear at the moment, and going over there would only make things worse.

Seeing this, He Fang took the initiative to step forward to help, walked to the other side, supported the young man, and helped them down the stairs.

Zhang Yue'er thanked him gratefully, then helped the young man to slowly catch up with her young lady.

Then, He Fang called the waiter of the restaurant and asked him to arrange a donkey cart. He then repeatedly told the driver to make sure to send Song Yan home safely.

The two waved goodbye and went their separate ways.

Song Yan returned home safely. Er Lin smelled the alcohol on him as soon as he approached him. He frowned and asked, "Brother, have you been drinking?"

"I just had a few drinks." Song Yan said embarrassedly.

Erlin said helplessly: "I'll go boil some water, brother, you take a bath first and then take a rest."

Song Yan smelled the alcohol on him and felt a little disgusted, so he said, "Okay then."

When Song Yan came out of the shower and was completely sober, he touched his earlobe with an earring and sighed unconsciously.

Hearing him sigh, Erlin said seriously: "Brother, what happened to you recently? You might as well tell me. Although I am young, I also want to share your worries."

"There were some things I couldn't figure out before," Song Yan said with a smile, "but now I have figured it out a little bit. I'm sorry to have made you worried these days."

Never mind, just think of it as a dog bite, it's his bad luck.

After a heavy drunkenness and a good sleep, when Song Yan woke up the next day, he was back to his old self.

Early in the morning, he got up early, baked a batch of delicious bread, and after breakfast, he put on a straw hat, picked up a hoe, and went to work in the fields.

After a month of hard work, he has now become a standard farmer.

He was skilled at weeding and watering, but he really couldn't do this job except for fertilizing, so he always asked Erlin to do it.

As the sun gradually rose higher, he carried his hoe and went home to prepare lunch.

Seeing that Song Yan had finally returned to normal, the twins at home secretly breathed a sigh of relief.