Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

It turned out to be Aniu, no wonder Gousheng didn’t bark at all.

In the past, when strangers came to the house, Gousheng would start barking vigilantly as soon as he heard their footsteps from afar.

For example, if the Niu family often saw acquaintances, Gousheng could accurately distinguish their footsteps and usually would not bark.

But wasn't Ah Niu working as a temporary worker in Mr. Huang's farm? Why would he come back at this time?

Song Yan held the oil lamp, walked lightly to the door and opened it. In the dim light of the oil lamp, he could vaguely see the anxiety and helplessness on Ah Niu's face.

"Brother Song, I..."

As soon as Ah Niu opened his mouth, Song Yan pulled him back and whispered, "Come in first and talk."

Erya in the inner room poked her head out curiously: "Brother, who is here?"

Erlin also stood at the door, craning his neck to look around.

"It's Ah Niu." Song Yan replied, and urged, "Go back to the house quickly."

Song Yan pushed open the kitchen door, placed the oil lamp on the table, and poured a bowl of water for Aniu.

Then he sat down and asked gently, "What happened?"

Aniu held the bowl of water, but did not drink it. He just licked his cracked lips gently, and a trace of struggle and anxiety flashed across his face.

Seeing him fidgeting, Song Yan said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. If you need help, I will do my best."

Ah Niu then spoke in a hoarse voice: "Brother Song, can you lend me eight taels of silver?"

Song Yan agreed without hesitation: "Of course."

But then, Song Yan asked again with doubt: "Can you tell me why you suddenly need so much silver?"

He knew that with Aniu's character, he would never borrow money from him unless he was really in desperate situation.

Hearing Song Yan's question, Ah Niu's eyes turned red and his voice trembled: "The master intends to marry Yue'er to the young master as his concubine."

Song Yan opened her mouth in shock: "What?"

How did Young Master Huang take a fancy to me out of the blue?

"I heard that the young master has been troubled by love recently and doesn't even want to step into the school. He drinks all day to drown his sorrows," Ah Niu said, his face darkening. "The master saw this and was extremely worried. He proposed to give the young master a concubine so that he could calm down."

"That day, Yue Er followed the young lady's order to help the drunk young master back home, but unfortunately, he was caught by the old master."

Song Yan's heart moved, and he immediately thought of the day when he met Zhang Yue'er.

He didn't expect that such a change would happen after Zhang Yue'er returned.

Ah Niu's eyes sparkled with tears, and his voice choked with sobs: "Yue'er came to me tonight and told me that the master planned to marry her to the young master as his concubine."

Song Yan sighed. She had never expected that things would develop to this point. A pair of lovers were to be torn apart abruptly.

"So you want to redeem Zhang Yue'er?" he asked.

Ah Niu said in a dull voice: "Yue'er once mentioned it unintentionally, if you save up ten taels of silver, you can redeem yourself."

He only had two taels of silver, which was far from enough to redeem Yue'er.

Listening to Yue'er's soft sobs, Aniu felt unprecedentedly powerless.

He couldn't even tell Yue'er not to become the young master's concubine.

Obviously, Yue'er should be the one who is suffering more at this moment.

He wanted to borrow money and try to redeem Yue'er.

But who can come up with eight taels of silver at once?

At this time, Aniu thought of Song Yan.

With a glimmer of hope, he escaped from the farm under the cover of night and ran for a full half hour before reaching the village. He mustered up the courage to knock on the door of the Song family.

Ah Niu said hesitantly: "Brother Song, this matter..."

When Song Yan heard this, she guessed what he was going to say and comforted him, "Don't worry, I won't tell Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu."

"But after the matter is resolved, you still have to confess to Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu in person."

We can no longer hide this.

If Aunt Niu knew that A Niu actually spent ten taels of silver to redeem a maid, she would probably be so angry that she would break up the couple on the spot.

However, Aunt Niu is only harsh in words, but she has a soft heart. If you coax her a little, the matter will be over.

Ah Niu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll find a chance to tell my parents in a few days."

Then, Song Yan took out eight taels of silver from his purse and handed it to Aniu.

Hope everything goes well.

Ah Niu took the silver and held it tightly, feeling the heavy weight in his palm. His eyes were firm: "Brother Song, can you write me an IOU? I will definitely pay you back in the future."

Song Yan waved her hand and said indifferently: "It's getting late now, and I can't even read the words clearly. I'll write the IOU another day. You won't run away anyway."

"Okay then." Ah Niu picked up the bowl, drank it all, wiped his mouth, and stood up, "Brother Song, I have to go back quickly."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Song Yan walked Aniu to the door.

Watching Aniu's figure disappear into the night, Song Yan sighed softly again, closed the door again, and returned to the house.

"Why is Brother Niu here?" Erya's voice suddenly sounded.

Song Yan was startled and turned around, only to see Erya curiously sticking her head out and blinking her eyes to ask.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Song Yan was a little helpless. "Don't ask so many questions, kid. Go to bed quickly. Staying up late will make you not grow taller."

After sending Erya back to the room, Song Yan also prepared to lie down.

Erlin also didn't sleep. He always knew his limits and knew when to ask and when not to ask.

If he could tell them, the eldest brother would naturally take the initiative to tell them.

When they got up to have breakfast the next day, Song Yan repeatedly reminded the two children not to tell anyone that Ah Niu had come over last night.

Erlin kept his mouth shut because he was worried that Erya might let the cat out of the bag.

Erya dragged her voice and said, "Don't tell Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu, I know, brother, you are so nagging."

Hey! The little girl actually thought he was nagging. Song Yan laughed angrily. He glanced at the fried egg in her bowl and moved quickly. He stretched out his chopsticks and took the fried egg away.

"I think you've eaten too much today. The poached eggs are mine."

"Ah! My fried egg!" Arya exclaimed.

Another morning passed in chaos.

Before the sun rose and it was not too hot, Song Yan went to the town to replenish some soy sauce and vinegar needed for the family.

Passing by a roadside fruit stand, Song Yan stopped and looked around. The stand was filled with cherries, bayberries, and peaches, colorful and mouth-watering.

The cherries here are local small cherries. Different from imported cherries, the flesh is relatively tender, juicy, and sour and sweet.

Song Yan bought some cherries, then looked at the bayberries, and saliva involuntarily secreted from her mouth.

Bayberry, at this time, cook a pot of bayberry soup. If you can add some ice, the taste will definitely be more refreshing.

My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

He already had bayberries in his refrigerator, and they were chilled, so he didn't buy any.

Then he bought a few more peaches and took them to He Fang's store.

He Fang accepted the peach without hesitation, and then said: "Your sister-in-law helped you find out the things you asked before, but......"

Song Yan hurriedly said, "Brother He, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us now."

He Fang said slowly: "That madman came to Xiaoli Village eighteen years ago."

After hearing this information, Song Yan was almost certain that the madman was the "deceased" general Kang Yinan.

"My wife went back to her parents' home a few days ago and heard that the madman was burned to death." He Fang said, looking at Song Yan inquiringly.

"Brother, tell me honestly, do you know something?"

Song Yan's heart tightened, but she remained calm: "What can I know? Brother He, don't let your imagination run wild."

He quickly changed the subject: "By the way, the winter melons in my yard are almost ripe. I'll bring you two next time you come."

He Fang immediately put the matter of the madman behind him and excitedly grabbed Song Yan's hand: "Good brother, thank you in advance!"