Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan couldn't help but sigh: "It's my fault for me to meddle in other people's business."

Although Song Yan had traveled to the ancient times for half a year, it was not until today that he truly experienced the arrogance and tyranny of the powerful class in feudal society. Even the servants behaved so arrogantly and rudely.

Brother Ying comforted him, "Brother Yan, you have a kind heart. Besides, you were unaware of the situation. If you want to blame someone, blame those dogs who bully others by taking advantage of their power."

Song Yan forced a smile and then passed on the matter, changing the subject: "Brother Zhong and the others haven't come back yet?"

"I just went to Dongyang Prefecture." Brother Ying was getting angry as he spoke. "A few bastards, running around all day, and they kept me in the gang. I'm almost going moldy from being idle."

Song Yan was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Brother Ying grabbed the wine jar and poured two glasses of wine: "Luckily you're here, brother Yan. Come and have a drink with me."

In the end, Song Yan got half drunk and stayed overnight at Thanos's place. The next day, he got up and went to the market. Seeing that the old couple's wonton stall was still doing business as usual, he did not go over to disturb them.

After buying things, I went to the county government office again, left a letter, and at about 3 p.m., I rented a car and returned to Xijiang Town.

At the hour of You, which was five o'clock in the afternoon and the sun had just begun to set, the donkey cart stopped in front of the private school gate.

As Master He finished his last words, all the students stood up and said goodbye to him.

Song Zhengdu packed up the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and walked out of the private school with Ma Kaicheng.

As soon as I went out, I saw the young man on the donkey cart.

In the evening, the afterglow of the sunset that had not yet dissipated dyed the edge of the clouds, and strands of golden light leaked through the gaps in the clouds, casting a layer of golden glow on the young man's face.

His back was leaning against the backpack, his right leg was slightly bent, his hands casually resting on his knees, his posture relaxed and natural.

At this moment, the young man was chatting happily with the driver, with a smile on his lips. The afterglow of the setting sun shone into his amber eyes, reflecting the luster of molten gold, shining brightly and particularly dazzling.

Song Zhengdu shouted, "Brother."

The young man turned around, with a smile on his handsome face: "Erlin, I'm here to take you home."

Ma Kaicheng asked: "Zhengdu, he is your elder brother, he is so handsome."

Song Zhengdu nodded: "He is my brother."

Ma Kaicheng smacked his lips, unable to help but recall the taste of the pork jerky, and said repeatedly: "Then let's go over there and say hello to your eldest brother."

Song Zhengdu nodded casually and walked towards Song Yan.

Ma Kaicheng followed and said enthusiastically, "Hello, Brother Song. I am Zhengdu's classmate and good friend, Ma Kaicheng."

Zhao Jiaping and Zhou Teng also hurriedly greeted them.

Song Yan looked at Song Zhengdu and his three classmates. They were all relatively young. Except for Ma Kaicheng who was a little plump, the other two were dressed simply and looked too thin.

The three thanked Song Yan for the pork jerky, especially the fat boy Ma Kaicheng, who was sweet-mouthed and tactful. He praised the pork jerky to the skies, making Song Yan smile.

Song Yan laughed and said, "If you like it, I'll ask Zhengdu to bring some to you next time."

The little fat man quickly said: "Thank you, big brother."

Well, even the eldest brother was called.

The speed of climbing up the pole is comparable to Song Yan's.

Song Zhengdu pursed his lips and said, "Brother, we should go back."

Song Yan, Ma Kaicheng and the other three said, "Then we will go back first."

"Goodbye, big brother." Ma Kaicheng waved his fat paws.

The donkey cart swayed out of the town. It was an early autumn evening, the breeze was slightly cool, and the leaves on both sides of the road began to turn yellow.

Song Yan habitually asked, "How do you feel about the private school in the past half month?"

"Fortunately, I have been able to keep up with my studies." Song Zhengdu added, "Thanks to Mr. Lin's guidance, my knowledge has improved a lot."

Hearing him say this, Song Yan's eyebrows slightly raised. It seemed that Lin Yifeng was giving Er Lin serious instructions.

Fortunately, the snacks I brought for Lin Yifeng were not in vain.

Song Yan took out the letter from her bosom and stuffed it into Zheng Du's pocket: "Here, your Mr. Lin has written back to you again."

Song Zhengdu took the letter and planned to open it when he got back. Then he moved his lips and said, "Brother..."

Song Yan responded casually: "Hmm?"

"Ma Kaicheng and the others were just in a whim," Song Zhengdu paused for a moment and continued, "Brother, you don't have to take his words seriously, and don't worry too much about it."

Song Yan felt sour when hearing these words, he said with a smile: "Xiao Erlin, you are jealous."

Song Zhengdu said awkwardly: "No."

Song Yan put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you are my only brother. No matter who calls me 'brother', you are no match for me in my heart."

After hearing what Song Yan said, Song Zhengdu finally smiled a little.

Soon, the donkey cart drove into Zhangjia Village and passed under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village.

The aunties sitting and chatting under the tree greeted them one after another: "Xiao Song is back."

"Erlin went to a private school."

Feeling the enthusiasm of the aunts, Song Yan couldn't help but feel flattered.

Lian Erlin couldn't help but wonder, the way these aunts looked at their eldest brother seemed too passionate.

Even with Erlin's clever little head, he couldn't figure out why.

After the donkey cart had gone far away, Aunt Wang spoke slowly: "Xiao Song is amazing. He can even support his son Erlin to continue his studies."

The aunt next to her said meaningfully, "Sister Wang, your daughter Dahua is almost sixteen, right? If she has found a good family, she should hurry up and marry her."

Aunt Wang said thoughtfully, "That's the reason."

Mrs. Zhou muttered, "My son Ergou is already eighteen, it's time for him to find a partner."

"Bah, your Er Gou is lazy and greedy, who cares about others?"

The other aunt looked at the donkey cart going away, her eyes rolling around.

Song Yan didn't know that as soon as he left, the aunts almost started quarreling because of him again.

Before the donkey cart reached the door of the house, Gousheng heard the sound and started barking.

Hearing the dog barking, Song Wanzhou knew that it must be her eldest brother and his friends who had returned. She ran out impatiently and said in a joyful voice, "Big brother, second brother, you are back!"

Song Yan carried her things into the house. She had been away from home for two days, and the first thing she did when she returned was to go and see the cotton plants.

Then I wash my hands and prepare to cook.

Without waiting for Song Yan to speak, Song Zhengdu took the initiative to sit in front of the stove and start making a fire.

With someone helping to light the fire, Song Yan felt that cooking became much easier.

I really felt uncomfortable during the time when Zhengdu was not at home.

At dinner, Song Wanzhou kept muttering, "Brother, are you used to living in the private school?"

"Did anyone bully you?"

Song Zhengdu was helpless and repeatedly replied: "Everything is fine in the private school, no one bullies me."

Song Yan reminded her: "Have you forgotten the rule of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping?"

Song Wanzhou had no choice but to eat obediently.

After dinner, Song Yan said, "Erlin, remember to watch Erya learn calligraphy tomorrow. The little girl has been slacking off again since you were away from home."

Song Wanzhou wailed, and his little face drooped instantly.

After washing up and getting ready to go to sleep at night, Song Yan suddenly remembered something: "Erlin, your classmate Gu Qianfan has also returned to the private school, right?"

Song Zhengdu didn't know why his elder brother mentioned Gu Qianfan again, so he answered truthfully, "I had just returned to the private school for two days when he came back."

"Oh." Song Yan said, "I just asked casually. It's okay. Go to sleep."

Song Zhengdu didn't think much about it, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Song Zhengdu got up, recited some books first, and then watered the flower garden after breakfast.

When I saw the white fluffy cotton blossoming, I didn't ask any more questions.

After watering the flowers and cleaning the sheep and donkey pens, he taught Song Wanzhou new characters and watched her write ten new characters from memory before letting her go out to play.

At this time, Song Yan took a piece of paper and told him about the construction of a new house.

Song Zhengdu was slightly surprised, but still said, "Big brother will make the decision on everything."

Seeing that Zhengdu had no objection, Song Yan asked Zhengdu to draw a design according to the house design he had thought of before, so that he could hire someone to build the house.

In just two quarters of an hour, a beautiful courtyard house appeared on the paper.

Song Yan was very satisfied: "After we choose an auspicious day, I will find someone to start construction."

Song Zhengdu stayed at home for only one day. In the evening, he got on Uncle Dazhu's donkey cart and returned to the private school.

For the next half month, Song Yan had been looking for someone to calculate an auspicious day. After all, people of this era were more particular about these things, and he could only follow the local customs.

It was finally calculated that September 20th was suitable for breaking ground.

Song Yan began looking for a "construction team". There was no need to go to the town to recruit people, as there were many people in the village who knew how to build houses.

Just let Shi Tou shout and gathered more than a dozen people.

When Aunt Wang heard that the Song family was going to build a new house, and then looked at Song Yan, she became more and more satisfied.

She found Aunt Sun, who was on good terms with the Song family, and asked her to go and inquire about the matter.

Aunt Sun agreed with a smile.

Just after noon that day, Aunt Sun came to the door carrying things. As soon as she arrived at the door of the Song family, she bumped into another Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang spoke first: "Oh, Sister-in-law Sun, what a coincidence, are you here to see Xiao Song too?"

At the same time, at the entrance of Xiaoli Village.

A young man in a black cloak rode a horse along the winding path and finally arrived at the edge of the woods at the entrance of the village.

He tightened the reins, and the horse slowly stopped.

The young man threw off his cloak, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled golden shadows on his dusty but still handsome face.

The young man was Shu Changyu who had returned from the northern border.

Shu Changyu jumped off the horse and threw the whip to Anqi who was following closely behind.

"You go back first, I have something else to do."

Shu Changyu said this and walked towards Zhangjia Village.