Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

The sky suddenly cleared up in the afternoon, and the warm winter sun shone on the Spring Festival couplets by the door, making the black words on the red paper even more vivid and eye-catching.

The breeze blew gently, gently rolling up a corner of the Spring Festival couplets, and the red lantern hanging on the door lintel also swayed in the wind.

In the kitchen, the stove was burning brightly, the soup in the pot was bubbling with steam, the chicken mushrooms were tumbling in the boiling soup, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of chicken and the unique fragrance of mushrooms.

Song Yan was busy in an orderly manner, chopping the thawed ribs into small pieces and putting them into a large bowl.

Sprinkle onion, ginger, garlic and homemade barbecue seasoning, mix together, and marinate for half an hour.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Yan processed the grass carp that Doctor Zhang had sent her, removed the scales and internal organs, and then gently cut a few cuts on the fish with a knife.

The bottom of the pot is heated. The moment the grass carp falls into the pot, oil splashes everywhere, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, and the fragrance spreads all at once.

"Erlin, the fire is too big, make it smaller."

Song Zhengdu quickly pulled out two pieces of firewood from the stove.

Song Yan grabbed the spatula and turned the fish over and continued frying. At this time, he called out to the outside: "Aqi, help me light the bread oven."

"Okay!" An Qi responded.

Then Song Yan took out the mutton, cut it into small pieces, coated it with cumin powder, oil, salt and sauce and marinated it for a while.

"Erlin, watch the fire first." Song Yan reminded, picked up the marinated ribs, and went to the old house next door.

The doors and windows of the old house were also pasted with festive Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters. At this time, the bread oven in the yard had been heated up.

Put the marinated ribs into the bread oven and slowly bake for 15 minutes.

"Aqi, are you going home to celebrate the New Year tonight?" Song Yan turned around and asked Anqi.

An Qi scratched his head and said, "Unless the master tells me to, I will still stay at your house."

Song Yan then asked: "How did you celebrate the New Year in the past?"

An Qi thought for a moment and said, "We were not in Yunshan County before, and most of the time we spent the New Year alone."

"Then you can celebrate the New Year with us. It will be more lively with more people." Song Yan said as she came out of the old house. She saw smoke rising from the Niu family across the street, and A Niu was catching chickens in the yard.

"Aniu!" Song Yan waved with a smile.

Aniu was busy holding down a big rooster, looked up and saw Song Yan, a simple smile appeared on his face.

While holding down the struggling rooster, he shouted back, "Brother Song, come in and sit for a while. I'll get you a chicken."

Song Yan waved her hand: "No, I just came to take a look. I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner."

After saying that, he walked away briskly.

As the sun sets in the west, the sky is filled with twilight and the mountains in the distance gradually become hazy, like a landscape painting in light ink, their outlines gradually blurring under the caress of the night.

Song Yan calculated the time, opened the bread oven, and took out the roasted ribs from the bread oven.

The ribs have been roasted to a golden brown, and the aroma of garlic permeates the air, mixed with the unique smoky aroma of the bread oven, which is very fragrant.

Song Wanzhou held Yaya's little hand and walked back and forth at the kitchen door, smelling the fragrance coming out and swallowing his saliva constantly.

In the kitchen, Song Yan picked up a plate of braised pork that had just come out of the pot. The rich aroma of meat and the sheen of sugar made people salivate.

The table was filled with dishes, including braised fish, cumin lamb, garlic ribs, smoked bacon, four-happiness meatballs, fried crispy meat...

As the last dish of grilled spareribs was served, Song Yan shouted, "It's time to eat!"

The twin brother and sister and An Qi could no longer hold back and quickly sat around the table.

Even Yaya sat in her own little chair.

This is the first year that Song Yan has spent here. He feels deeply moved. Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, he has been here for almost a year.

The twins looked at the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner in front of them and felt like they were dreaming.

My thoughts drifted back to the scene of last year. At that time, my mother had just given birth to Yaya. She was still very weak and had been bedridden.

The mother and her two children spent the New Year in a lonely and lonely atmosphere.

They couldn’t even remember what they had eaten for the New Year’s Eve dinner. They only remembered that after the New Year, they received the news of their father’s death.

Then my mother followed.

At that time, the twins felt like the sky was falling.

Until big brother comes back.

Since then, the eldest brother seemed like a different person. His attitude towards them suddenly became better. He spent the whole day cooking delicious food in the kitchen and never went out to cause trouble.

He also bought land for the family and even built a big house.

Who could have thought that so much could happen in just one year.

It's incredible.

After Song Yan sat down, he saw that the twins were in a daze, so he said, "Why are you all standing there? Come and eat. Tonight's New Year's Eve dinner will not restrict you. Come and eat happily."

Song Wanzhou came back to his senses, picked up the chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Then I won't be polite."

The wind was howling outside the window, but the house was warm and cozy. Everyone was scrambling for the delicious food on the table with their chopsticks.

The braised fish is fresh and tender, the cumin lamb is fragrant, the smoked bacon has a unique flavor, the garlic ribs are crispy and soft, and the fried meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside...

Every dish is fresh and delicious, and it makes people praise it.

Song Wanzhou slurped the pork ribs and said incoherently, "Pork ribs are delicious, mutton is delicious, both are delicious."

Song Yan glanced at her and said teasingly, "See, I told you to read more, otherwise you would just say the food tastes good."

Song Wanzhou pouted: "How should I put it? Second brother has read a lot of books. Second brother is here."

Song Zhengdu laughed helplessly and said, "Look at this garlic-flavored spareribs. The meat is as soft as cream and has a strong garlic flavor. The cooking technique is beyond compare. The meat is so tender that it melts in your mouth. The fragrance is so fragrant that it makes you salivate. It is not a taste of this world, but a delicacy from heaven. Eating it makes you feel relaxed and happy, forgetting the worries of this world."

"Well said!" Song Yan clapped her hands vigorously. "The scholar in our family is really good. He speaks eloquently and beautifully. He will definitely be able to pass the imperial examination in the future!"

Song Zhengdu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother, I was just speaking casually, how can I say that I am eloquent?"

"Okay, okay, let's eat, otherwise the food will get cold." Song Yan happily picked up a piece of garlic-flavored spareribs and chewed it carefully, savoring every bit of the flavor of the ribs. The garlic flavor was rich and the meat was tender and soft.

"Not bad, not bad." Song Yan showed a satisfied smile on his face. It seems that his cooking skills have improved a lot this year.

Seeing that no one was noticing him, An Qi reached for the plate in front of him with his chopsticks and quickly picked up the last piece of fried crispy pork.

Under the table, Gou Sheng raised his paw and pressed the back of his foot: "Woof woof."

An Qi picked up a piece of cumin lamb and threw it to it.

At this moment, a small black shadow flew past quickly, and when I looked closely again, the cumin mutton on the ground was gone.

Dahua stood not far away and looked at Gousheng provocatively.

Bullying a dog is too much!

Gousheng's eyes were wide open and he swung his tail, ready to pounce on the little thief and teach him a lesson.

The cat and the dog almost started fighting under the table again.

Seeing this, Song Yan quickly picked up another big bone and gave it to it, finally calming down the family war.

Yaya, who was sitting on a small chair, saw her brothers and sisters eating heartily, and she started to make a noise: "Wow wow~"

"Oh! I forgot that our Yaya hasn't eaten yet. Wait a minute." Song Yan stood up, scooped a bowl of minced meat porridge, brought it to Yaya, and was about to feed her.

Yaya suddenly stretched out her little hand, grabbed the spoon, and couldn't wait to put it into her mouth, eating it quickly.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "The little girl was so anxious that she could eat by herself."

"Really?" Song Wanzhou stretched his neck to take a look and found that Yaya grabbed the spoon by herself and ate bite by bite, enjoying the food very much.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, so they ignored her and continued eating.

After eating half full, Song Yan was happy and wanted to drink some wine, so he took out the Bamboo Leaf Green Wine that he had not finished and poured himself a glass.

Ask An Qi: "Ah Qi, do you want to have a drink too?"

An Qi chewed some pork ribs and shook his head: "I can't drink much, so I'd better not drink."

"Okay, I'll drink it myself." Song Yan took a sip of wine. The slightly bitter wine slid across the tip of his tongue and then turned into a warm current, warming his entire chest.

As the night deepened outside, every household lit up oil lamps, preparing to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.

Song Yan was half drunk, his eyes were hazy, and he suddenly had hallucinations.

He saw Shu Changyu standing at the door, dressed in white and smiling, as if he had walked out of a painting.