Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan felt indignant. He remembered that in the TV dramas he watched as a child, common people could watch freely, but when it was his turn to travel through time and space to ancient times, the crowd was cleared and no one was allowed to watch.

Were the princes in ancient times so precious? He would die if he looked at them for a few more seconds.

The guards held long swords and drove away the onlookers. The people around were frightened and fled in panic.

Song Yan had no choice but to leave with the crowd, muttering to herself.

Just as he passed by a restaurant, a peanut suddenly fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the head.

Song Yan hissed in pain and then became furious. Who? !

Who is so immoral!

He looked up and saw the culprit leaning against the window, smiling at him.

It’s this guy Lin Yifeng.

Song Yan pointed at Lin Yifeng and said angrily, "Just wait for me."

He turned around and entered the inn, ran up to the second floor, pushed open the door of the private room facing the street, rushed in and started punching.

Lin Yifeng quickly dodged and explained: "I called you a few times just now and you didn't hear me. I was in a hurry and hit you with peanuts. Is it necessary to be so angry?"

It's not you who was hit, so of course you shouldn't be angry.

Song Yanbangbang punched him on the shoulder twice, then looked at him again. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he snorted and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lin Yifeng said as a matter of course: "Come to see the prince."

Song Yan asked curiously, "I'm asking you, why don't you go with your father to welcome the prince?"

Lin Yifeng raised his folding fan, patted him, and said unhappily: "You are stupid, I am just a little scholar, I don't have any official position, how can I be qualified to stand with my father to welcome the prince."

Yes, Song Yan suddenly realized.

As they were talking, the area at the city gate had been cleared and the convoy slowly drove in.

The prince's carriage had not yet appeared, but the crisp sound of horse hooves and the rolling of wheels had already made their first appearance, echoing under the city gate.

Finally, a magnificent carriage came into view and slowly drove in from the city gate. The gorgeous and exquisite carriage shone brightly in the sun, like a flowing palace, dazzling the eyes.

In front and behind the motorcade, the guards wore shiny armor and marched in unison. Even the horses pulling the carriages appeared well-trained, with steady steps, their manes and tails fluttering in the wind, demonstrating the royal majesty and dignity.

The private room in the restaurant that Lin Yifeng chose had an excellent location, and he could have an unobstructed view of the city gate through the window.

Song Yan was stunned and amazed. She was indeed a royal noble. Such a grand scene could not be shown in TV dramas.

Low voices of conversation could also be heard from the window of the private room next door, and it seemed that they were also people of the same kind.

Soon after the carriage entered the city, it stopped. Magistrate Lin led a group of officials to come forward and kowtow, shouting loudly: "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you!"

Next to the carriage, a man on horseback wearing a blue round-necked robe spoke a few words toward the window. Then he said to County Magistrate Lin and others who were kneeling on the ground, "The prince said, no need to bow, please stand up."

Upon hearing this, County Magistrate Lin and others stood up.

The man said in a shrill voice: "Because of the recent days of traveling, the prince is a little unwell, so I will not summon you."

County Magistrate Lin bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

Then he added: "I have prepared a house for Your Highness to stay in. The mansion has not been built yet, so I can only inconvenience Your Highness for the time being."

It has been only a little over a month since the imperial court issued the decree, and there is no time to build a mansion for the prince. The prince can only be temporarily arranged in another house.

Due to the distance of hundreds of meters, Song Yan couldn't hear what they said at all. Then he saw the carriage start moving again.

As the convoy moved forward, vendors on both sides of the street closed their stalls and made way for the convoy.

Seeing the prince's convoy leaving, Song Yan's eyes widened.

That's it?Gone?

After waiting for most of the day, I didn't even get to see the prince. I felt so lonely.

It was afternoon and Lin Yifeng was feeling hungry, so he ordered a table of delicious food and invited Song Yan to sit down and eat with him.

It was a rare occasion for someone to treat him to a meal, so Song Yan sat down and enjoyed the meal.

After the meal, Song Yan put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked at Lin Yifeng, with a question in her mind: "Do you know what kind of person this King Hui is?"

Lin Yifeng suddenly looked at him warily.

Song Yan looked worried, and he inadvertently revealed his inner worries: "What if he is a cruel, greedy and lustful person... I don't know if he will collect more taxes."

He was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice that Lin Yifeng's expression became more and more weird as he spoke.

After a moment, Lin Yifeng said in a strange tone: "Is that what you are worried about?"

Song Yan glared at him and asked, "What else?"

"Don't worry about nothing." Lin Yifeng said vaguely, and finally kept it a secret, "You will understand it in the future."

correct.

It was as good as saying nothing. Seeing that he could not get anything out of her, Song Yan was about to say goodbye when she suddenly remembered something. She took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to Lin Yifeng: "Thank you, Master Lin."

Lin Yifeng took the letter and felt its heaviness at his fingertips. He couldn't help but feel a headache, but then he changed his mind and realized that he had promised that if Song Yan's brother encountered any difficulties, he could write to him for advice at any time.

Then, Lin Yifeng tapped the envelope and hinted jokingly, "That's it, nothing else?"

For example, some pork jerky, small biscuits and the like.

We can't ask him to work for nothing.

Song Yan couldn't help laughing and took out a pack of thumb-sized biscuits from the backpack. These were originally teething sticks made for Yaya, but Yaya didn't like them, so you can have them now.

"Here, this is a thank you gift for you."

Lin Yifeng reached out to take it, and accidentally glanced at his backpack. Suddenly, his eyes froze and he asked in surprise, "Where did you get the winter melon?"

Since he had seen it, Song Yan took it out openly. He patted the melon rind and said proudly, "I grew it!"

Lin Yifeng's attitude instantly became polite: "Well, are you selling this winter melon?"

Song Yan shook her finger and flatly refused: "Not for sale!"

Lin Yifeng directly quoted: "One tael of silver."

Song Yan sneered: "Do I look like someone who is short of a tael of silver?"

Lin Yifeng raised the price again: "Ten taels of silver."

Song Yan agreed without hesitation: "Deal!"

Seeing that he agreed so quickly, Lin Yifeng stared in amazement, speechless for a long while, and then said: "I have seen people asking for money, but I have never seen someone who is so stubborn as you."

"If you don't make money when you have it, you're a bastard." Song Yan said with a thick face and a smile.

After the money was paid, Song Yan left first as he had to go to the Thanos Gang next.

Lin Yifeng said to his back: "Also, the reply letter to your brother has been written. Remember to come to the county government office tomorrow to pick up the letter."

Song Yan waved her hand to indicate that she understood.

When we arrived at the Thanos Gang, we saw bean curd sheets hanging on bamboo poles to dry in the yard as soon as we entered the door.

It seems that business is going well.

Brother Ying warmly welcomed Song Yan into the main hall: "Brother Yan, why are you here so late?"

Song Yan sat down, fanning himself with his sleeves, and explained, "It just so happened that King Hui came into the city, so I watched the excitement."

"There were a few guys from our gang who wanted to join in the fun, but they were all driven away by the prince's guards." The scar on Brother Ying's face trembled slightly as he sneered, "This prince is really arrogant."

Song Yan said: "I was also driven away. It just so happened that a friend of mine booked a private room in the restaurant, so I went up to take a look."

Song Yan spread his hands and said with a helpless smile: "But the prince didn't show up, so I didn't get to see anything."

Brother Ying said disdainfully: "These powerful people just like to put on airs, and they don't know the suffering of the people."

Song Yan smiled and didn't respond. Instead, she asked curiously, "How did you know that the prince was coming today?"

Brother Ying curled his lips and replied, "The county government has posted a notice a few days ago."