Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan smiled and said, "Aunt, don't worry about it. You won't lose any money. Please tell Uncle Niu how much it is and I will pay the deposit later."

Aunt Niu waved her hand quickly: "You'd better come in and talk to our old Niu in person. I can't remember so much."

"Okay then." Song Yan put down the backpack and handed it to Erlin, "Go back first and wash the mushrooms and pick up the wild vegetables. I'll do it when I get back."

After instructing Erlin, he followed Aunt Niu into the yard. Their yard was much larger. A piece of land was cleared on the left and planted vegetables, and the right side was fenced in and a few chickens were raised.

Song Yan looked at the chickens with fierce eyes. It was them that crowed before dawn every day.

I will kill you sooner or later.

Aunt Niu came into the house and called out, "Old Niu, we are back."

Then a middle-aged man walked out of the house. He walked very slowly and a little unsteadily. If you looked closely, you would find that his right leg was a little lame.

Uncle Niu’s name was Niu Wangshan. He was born with a defect in his right leg. His parents were worried that he would not be able to find a wife in the future, so they bought him a little girl as a child bride.

This little girl is Aunt Niu.

Uncle Niu's parents were also kind people. After buying a child bride, they did not treat her harshly and always loved her like their own daughter.

So Aunt Niu had no complaints about marrying the cripple. When she reached the age to get married, she gave birth to a daughter and a son for Uncle Niu.

The eldest daughter got married a few years ago.

The youngest son, Aniu, is only 16 years old now and is not in a hurry to get married.

Now that both elders of the Niu family have passed away one after another, Aunt Niu still manages the household in order and has always had a good relationship with Uncle Niu.

"Uncle Niu." Song Yan shouted.

Uncle Niu is also a man who is not good at speaking. In modern terms, he is socially anxious. When he saw a guest coming, he was inevitably a little reserved: "Hey, it's Xiao Song, come and sit down."

Song Yan didn't hesitate, sat down and said directly: "Uncle Niu, I'm here to ask you to help me make a set of tables and chairs, a few cabinets, two wooden basins, and two beds."

After hearing what he said, Uncle Niu was so shocked that he stuttered: "This, this is so much, I can't do it all at once."

"It's okay, uncle, just take your time." Song Yan said.

Uncle Niu hesitated and asked, "What kind of wood do you want for the bed?"

Song Yan scratched his head: "Uncle, I don't understand these, why don't you tell me about it."

"The better ones are camphor and cypress, and the inferior ones are pine." Uncle Niu said concisely.

"How much silver will the camphor and cypress wood cost?" Song Yan was most concerned about the price.

Uncle Niu mentioned a price.

Song Yan touched his nose, it was too expensive and he couldn't afford it.

Uncle Niu added dryly, "It's better to use camphor wood. The bed and cabinets won't be infested with insects and can be used for many years."

Song Yan thought about it carefully. What Uncle Niu said made sense. The quality of the bed affected the quality of his sleep. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then use camphor wood for the bed and the cabinet, and pine wood for the rest."

He then said, "Uncle, make the bed bigger for me."

For two people to sleep, the height must be at least 1 meters.

The two bed boards he was sleeping on now were less than 1 meters when put together. He felt crowded even sleeping with Erlin.

Or you can get a bunk bed, like the ones in the dormitory, with one person sleeping on the top and one on the bottom.

Song Yan gave a description.

Uncle Niu was a little confused when he heard this: "Aren't you afraid of falling down when you sleep so high up?"

"There's a railing above, so it shouldn't fall."

Unless you have a bad sleeping posture.

If you have a bad sleeping posture, just get out of bed.

"I'll think about it." Uncle Niu said that no one on the first floor agreed, "It will take two or three months to complete it."

Song Yan said: "It's okay to go slowly, uncle, this deposit..."

"One," Uncle Niu just said a word and felt something was wrong. He turned his head, looked at Aunt Niu, and then changed his words and said, "Then let's do one hundred coins."

Song Yan took out a tael of silver and stuffed it directly into his hand: "Uncle, don't be polite with me, this is a deposit, you should take it first, if you don't take it, your aunt will be in pain for a few days."

After dropping the silver, he ran away.

Aunt Niu was so angry that she couldn't help laughing: "This brat only knows how to bully me."

Uncle Niu looked at the silver in his hand: "This money..."

"Keep it. It's free to buy wood."

Aunt Niu looked at Aniu who was squatting outside the door and picking wild vegetables, "Aniu, help your father too."

Ah Niu said with a bitter face: "Mom, it was Dad who didn't let me help him because he despised me for being clumsy."

Aunt Niu was furious when she saw his silly look: "You are such a big guy, but you only know how to work hard. It's bad enough that you are not good at talking, and you don't have any skills. How can you find a wife in the future?"

After leaving Aunt Niu's house, Song Yan sighed for a long time.

I just received ten taels of silver the day before yesterday, and just paid a deposit of one tael. Now there are only eight or nine taels left.

This money is really hard to spend.

Fortunately, we negotiated cooperation with Thanos' gang, otherwise we would be penniless again in a few days with only outflows.

When he got home, Erlin had already washed the porcini he had picked and lit a fire in the stove.

Erya was chewing something with a bulging mouth. When she saw him coming back, she quickly hid in the house.

Song Yan was confused, and when she went into the kitchen, she saw that only half a bowl of lard left from last night's cooking.

He laughed out of anger. This little glutton was not afraid of getting angry after eating so much lard at once.

Take out the hen pickled last night from the jar, chop it into pieces with a knife, put it into a clay pot, add water and boil it.

The meat of a young hen that is a few months old is firm and not tough, making it suitable for stir-frying or making soup.

When the soup was boiling, Song Yan put the washed morels into it.

He thought about it, then took out a handful of red dates and wolfberries and threw them into the clay pot to cook together. Of course, these were also what he took out from the kitchen.

While the chicken soup was boiling, Song Yan took out the flour and started kneading the dough to make shepherd's purse dumplings.

The big pot of rice we cooked last night was all eaten up, and Erya also stole the lard and only half a bowl was left. I can’t make fried rice today, so I just made shepherd’s purse dumplings together.

A bowl of hot mushroom chicken soup, with fresh and crispy lard and shepherd's purse dumplings, just thinking about it makes me hungry.

After kneading the dough, he put it aside and Song Yan turned his head to look left and right.

Seeing this, Erlin asked, "Brother, what are you looking for?"

"Why can't I find the rolling pin?" Song Yan asked with a puzzled look on her face. "Did Erya use it to make firewood again?"

"Arya! Arya!"

Erya came over with Yaya in her arms, glanced at his expression, and said nonchalantly, "What's the matter, big brother?"

"Erya, do you know where the rolling pin is?" Song Yan asked.

Erya breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they were not looking for her because of the lard residue. She pointed to the window and said, "Look, it's over there."

When Song Yan saw it, she was embarrassed.

Their windows were pushed open from the bottom and then propped against the window with a stick.

This stick fell somewhere a few days ago, so Erya took the rolling pin and used it.

Song Yan bent down to get the rolling pin.

At this time, Erya had already come to the stove, staring at the fragrant earthenware pot. She licked her lips and asked like a greedy cat, "Brother, what are you cooking? It smells so good."