Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan grabbed the hairy crab, scrubbed it clean with a brush, then poured some vinegar and white wine into a basin of water and soaked it for a while.

Then, he placed the cleaned hairy crabs neatly in the steamer, sprinkled a few slices of fresh scallion and ginger on them, and started steaming them over high heat.

As the steam rises, the shell of the hairy crab gradually turns bright red, the water droplets on the shell condense under the high temperature, and the aroma is released.

Dahua was attracted by the fragrance. She walked to Song Yan's legs and meowed a few times in a delicate voice.

Song Yan squatted down and scratched the cat's chin: "You clever little ghost, you knew to come to me to act coquettishly as soon as you smelled the fragrance."

He was petting the cat when he heard the sound of a cart coming in. He let go of Dahua and looked outside.

It’s An Qi who is back.

An Qi came in carrying the half basket of hairy crabs: "Brother Song, the things have been delivered, but the eldest sister-in-law of the Shu family said that her family doesn't like to eat crabs, so she asked me to bring some back."

Song Yan saw that there was still half a basket of crabs, so he said, "Let's keep these crabs and eat them."

At this time, the hairy crabs have been steamed. The moment you open the lid of the pot, the rich crab aroma hits your nose.

An Qi swallowed his saliva in frustration.

Song Wanzhou took Yaya out to play and came back in the evening. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a special fragrance.

It’s like fried river shrimp, but more fresh and fragrant than river shrimp, and has a hint of sweetness.

She carried Yaya and walked into the house quickly: "Brother, what delicious food are you making?"

Song Yan picked up a crab and put it on the plate, then said, "It's a hairy crab."

Song Wanzhou looked at the palm-sized crabs and opened his mouth in surprise: "Such big crabs!"

She had only seen crabs in the creek before. They were very small and everyone caught them to play with but had never eaten them. Little did she know that crabs could be eaten.

"Brother, where did this crab come from?"

"Your fourth brother Shu asked someone to bring it back." Song Yan said.

Song Wanzhou chuckled. It turned out that it was sent by Sister Shu.

Song Yan brought the hairy crab to the table: "Wash your hands and eat!"

"Okay." Song Wanzhou put Yaya down and let her play by herself.

I just fed her rice porridge. After everyone has finished eating, I will feed her some milk and then I can coax her to sleep.

Song Wanzhou and An Qi sat down around the table, grabbed a big crab and started eating.

Peel off the crab shell, and the crab roe inside is like golden quicksand. Take a sip and it’s rich and delicate.

If you don’t have any crab meat at home, you don’t have to be polite. Just break off the crab legs and bite them with your teeth.

The crab meat is tender with a hint of sweetness, and every bite is juicy and delicious.

Each person had two crabs. After Song Wanzhou finished eating them, he licked his fingers and still felt unsatisfied.

She glanced around and found the half basket of hairy crabs: "Brother, can we still eat crabs tomorrow?"

Song Yan said, "Don't think about it. I'll steam the crabs and fry the crab sauce in a moment."

Although the half basket of hairy crabs looked lively, they would fight.

If you let it go for one night, you'll probably be missing some limbs tomorrow.

He steamed all the hairy crabs, separated the crab roe and crab meat, cooked the crab roe into crab sauce, and fried the crab meat directly. It's cold now, so it can be kept for a long time after it's done.

Until dark, the fragrance was still wafting from the kitchen. At the Niu family opposite, Baldy Eyes and others were squatting at the door with bowls of rice in their hands. They were so greedy that they couldn't even express it.

At night, Song Yan lit an oil lamp and wrote a reply to Shu Changyu.

He wrote freely and eloquently on a large piece of paper, and finally thought of what Shu Changyu said about him being like a bird.

So he said in the letter that he had recently bought a lamb with a cute and docile personality, and he deliberately said that it looked somewhat like you.

At the end of the letter, he did not forget to remind Shu Changyu that there was no need to send so many souvenirs next time.

After the letter was written, he gave it to An Qi, along with two cans of crab roe sauce and fried crab meat that he had made.

Then, Song Yan soaked his feet and prepared to go to bed. Suddenly, he reached out and touched his chest, and took out the crumpled letter from his lapel.

He unfolded the letter again, smoothed out the wrinkles carefully, folded it neatly, and put it into the Book of Songs under the pillow.

A dreamless night.

The next day, He Fang came and built a kang for Uncle Dazhu's family.

Uncle Dazhu and his friends had never heard of a kang and were skeptical, but after Shitou persuaded them again and again and told them that the Song family's new house all had a kang, they agreed to build one in Uncle Dazhu's house to try it out.

If it's really warm, I'll put one in the old man's room as well.

The old man is Uncle Dazhu’s father. He is 78 years old this year and is one of the few centenarians in the village. He is in good health, but he is too old to stand the cold.

Therefore, every winter, Uncle Dazhu and his family are always extra careful, as many elderly people cannot survive the cold winter.

After the kang was built, Uncle Dazhu and his wife heated it that night and slept on it. The next day, they invited the old man to stay in their house.

The old man sat on the warm kang bed, smiling from ear to ear, and praised repeatedly: "This bed is good, warm."

After He Fang finished building a kang for Uncle Dazhu's family, he went to Song Yan's new house and built a kang in the west wing of the main house.

After the kang was built, Song Yan stuffed two hundred coins into his pocket.

He asked Brother Shitou if he knew who could make a kang for 100 coins.

He Fang insisted on not accepting his money. He said, "If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have bothered to think about this kang."

"I won't charge you for these two times. If you want to work with me next time, I will definitely not be polite to you."

"Okay, let's not talk too much. Your sister-in-law is still waiting for me to come back. I'll leave first."

Song Yan no longer insisted and sent him to the door: "Brother He, be careful on the road."

By late November, the weather was getting colder. When I woke up in the morning, I saw a thin layer of frost outside.

Song Yan couldn't help but exhale, and the white mist quickly dissipated in the cold air.

After breakfast, he wrapped his sheepskin coat tightly around him and went out to find someone to calculate the time for the roof beams to be erected.

It was finally decided that it would be the third day of next month.

The yard was gradually built, the ground began to freeze, and there was no time to dig a pond, so the project was put on hold for the time being.

At the end of the month, Song Yan drove two cows to the county town and registered his business at the county government office.

After finishing his work, Song Yan hurried to the Thanos Gang. That day, only Master Chen was in the gang.

He asked Master Chen to tell Brother Ying that the date would be the third day of next month.

Song Yan did not stay any longer. He took this month's dividend and drove the cattle back without stopping.

The cold wind was as sharp as a knife. Song Yan felt the chill all over her body and her teeth chattered involuntarily. "Uncle, where is your home? I'll take you there."

The other uncle on the ox cart was the farmer selling cattle.

The farmer said, "Our village is not far ahead."

On the way, Song Yan fed the cows some grass, which delayed some time.

After Song Yan sent the uncle to the entrance of their village, he hurriedly turned around and rushed back. When he arrived at Xijiang Town, it was almost 2:15 am.

At this hour, it was already dark.

He went to the private school to pick up Song Zhengdu. When he arrived at the village, it was completely dark.

After a whole day of eating a lot of wind, Song Yan was very tired and had no energy to cook. She asked An Qi to cut some bacon and sausages and stew them with rice, and they had a meal together.

After dinner, I soaked my feet, closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Song Zhengdu stayed at home for only one day and went to private school the next day.

Song Yan told him that the roof beams of the new house would be put up on the third day of this month, and asked him to remember to ask the teacher for half a day off, and then let An Qi pick him up.

Song Zhengdu nodded in agreement.

In the next few days, Song Yan was busy preparing ingredients for the banquet on the day when the roof beam was raised.

There were some chicken, duck, fish and meat in the refrigerator. He went out for a walk and successfully smuggled out.

As for some fruits and vegetables, if they are not in the refrigerator, we can only "borrow" them from the villagers.

After a busy day, time passed quickly and it was the third day of December in a blink of an eye.

An auspicious day is suitable for putting up beams, building a house, or moving into a new house.