Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

At this time, every household in South Alley is decorated with lights and it is lively and festive.

Even the door of the Thanos Gang had red lanterns hanging on it.

"Shu Changyu, please wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon." Song Yan said as she prepared to lift the car curtain.

Shu Changyu held his hand tightly.

Song Yan pulled her hand away but failed to break free.

Shu Changyu pinched his fingers and played with them, saying nonchalantly, "A quarter of an hour."

A quarter of an hour was not enough, as he still had to discuss some things with Brother Zhong, and these things were not suitable for Shu Changyu to be present, so he asked him to wait outside.

Song Yan tried to bargain: "How about two quarters of an hour?"

Shu Changyu said in a slightly cold tone: "No."

Time was running out, and Song Yan had no choice but to sacrifice himself. He quickly approached and touched Shu Changyu's face.

Shu Changyu lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering briefly on Song Yan's lips, his eyes deep.

Finally, Song Yan got out of the car in a slightly embarrassed manner, with a thin layer of red at the corners of her eyes and her lips glowing red, as if she had been severely ravaged.

He pursed his lips tightly and then knocked on the door.

Today is the Lantern Festival. Except for those who go home to reunite with their families, everyone else gathers in gangs.

"Happy New Year, Brother Ying and Brother Zhong." As soon as Song Yan entered the door, she said a series of auspicious words in a familiar manner.

Seeing children running around in the yard with lanterns in their hands, he took out a handful of red envelopes and gave them to them.

"Happy New Year, brother."

"Thank you, brother."

The children received the red envelopes and said thank you sweetly.

Song Yan smiled and patted the children's heads: "Go and play."

"Brother Yan, come here!" Brother Ying invited Song Yan to go into the main hall and sit down.

Song Yan held a cup of hot tea to warm her hands and asked anxiously, "Brother Zhong, how is the arrangement going?"

Zhong Hui smiled slightly and said, "After receiving the letter you sent me a few days ago, I immediately started to make arrangements."

“Everything is ready, and the location is right on the riverside on the outskirts of the city.”

"Thank you, Brother Zhong." Song Yan was a little embarrassed and said with a smile, "Is the silver enough?"

"It's enough, there are still a few taels of silver left." said Master Chen.

Zhong Hui narrowed his eyes and said teasingly, "Even the money from selling the pingguo fruit was spent on this. Master Song is really generous. I wonder which girl is so honored."

The last time Shu Changyu came, Zhong Hui was not in the gang, so the two had not met yet.

Brother Ying knew about it. He laughed, patted Song Yan on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, I will definitely be there for your wedding and celebrate with you!"

Song Yan touched the tip of his nose and said, "I'll treat all the brothers to a wedding banquet later."

If all goes well, I will ask a matchmaker to propose marriage to the Shu family when I get back.

Then the wedding will indeed be soon.

After discussing some details with Zhong Hui, Song Yan hurried back to the carriage in a hurry.

They went to Xiangfenglou to have dinner first.

The road was so crowded with cars that the carriage was moving slower and slower until it finally had to stop.

Shu Changyu raised his hand and knocked on the carriage, signaling the driver to stop, and the two got off and walked.

On both sides of the street, vendors set out all kinds of lanterns and streamers, and the air was filled with the aroma of various snacks.

The surrounding area was crowded with people.

"Shu Changyu, follow me closely and don't get separated." Song Yan said this, but heard no response. When he turned around, he found that Shu Changyu was gone.

He couldn't help but panic, and his eyes quickly swept through the crowd, looking for Shu Changyu.

Suddenly, he saw a young man in white in front of him, whose figure was very similar to Shu Changyu.

He was delighted and quickly chased after him.

However, after taking a few steps, he felt someone hooking the back of his collar.

"Where are you going?"

Song Yan turned around and saw Shu Changyu standing behind him, looking at him with raised eyes.

"I was just about to ask where you went. I was looking for you." Song Yan suddenly became angry and did not dare to admit that she had recognized the wrong person.

If Shu Changyu knew about this, he would definitely be angry given his petty mind.

In order to hide the embarrassment, Song Yan took the initiative to reach out and grab Shu Changyu's sleeve.

Shu Changyu made a "tsk" sound and locked his hand tightly with his backhand.

"This is outside." Song Yan quickly reminded.

Shu Changyu sneered: "If I don't hold on to you, what if you follow the wrong person again?"

Sure enough he knew it!

Out of guilty conscience, Song Yan did not break free from his hand and let Shu Changyu hold her hand.

They walked through the bustling crowd and saw a large group of people gathered in front of them, forming a circle.

The children rode on the adults' shoulders, looking curiously over the heads of the crowd.

From time to time, the crowd burst into applause and cheers.

"it is good--"

Song Yan stretched his neck to take a look and saw that there were several people performing acrobatics in front of him.

An artist held a torch, spit out flames from his mouth, and danced in the air like a fire dragon.

The other artist held a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword was shining coldly under the light of the fire.

The audience held their breath and watched his every move nervously.

The man took a deep breath, then slowly put the tip of the sword into his mouth, and the sword gradually disappeared deep in his throat.

This scene makes people break out in a cold sweat.

Until the sword was completely inserted into his mouth, the crowd burst into exclamations.

Then, there was even more enthusiastic applause and cheers: "Good——"

Song Yan was also watching with great interest. Her feet seemed to be stuck and she couldn't walk.

Shu Changyu stretched out his hand and turned his face over: "Is it that good-looking?"

"Wait, let me watch for a while." Song Yan slapped his hand away and tried to squeeze deeper into the crowd.

Shu Changyu grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him out: "They are all fake."

Song Yan glanced at him and said, "Hey, you don't understand."

"If you want to see it, let An Qi perform for you later. What do you want to see? Stone shattering on the chest, or swallowing a sword through the heart?" Shu Changyu added jokingly.

Song Yan: Ah Qi will cry when he hears this.

He rolled his eyes: "Please spare An Qi."

"Okay, I won't look at it anymore. Let's go have dinner first." Song Yan looked back before leaving.

The sword swallowing artist had already slowly pulled out the sword and bowed to the crowd.

The onlookers took out their coins and threw them over.

At this moment, Xiangfeng Tower was crowded with guests and bustling with people.

They were invited directly to the private room on the third floor.

Song Yan sat down and asked the waiter, "Do you have a pot?"

It's warm to eat hotpot in this weather.

Tie Niu said repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

"Then let's get the pot ready." Song Yan said, and asked Shu Changyu who was sitting opposite him, "Shall we have some mutton hotpot?"

Shu Changyu frowned: "The mutton smells bad."

Song Yan said: "Then let's use an ordinary pot."

Tie Niu continued, "We have beef in our inn today. Would you like some?"

"That's fine, let's have beef hot pot." Song Yan nodded immediately, "I want a soup base made from beef bones and some beef offal."

Tie Niu secretly took note: "Please wait for a moment, the pot will be brought up soon."

They sat by the window which was half open. People were coming and going below, and peddlers carrying loads on their shoulders were hawking their wares along the street.

After a while, Tie Niu came in with a few of his men, carrying steaming pots and various ingredients.

As soon as the pot was put on, the whole private room was filled with the aroma of beef.

"Enjoy your meal, both of you." Knowing that these two distinguished guests did not like being served by others, Tie Niu put on the pot and was about to leave.

"Wait." Song Yan stopped him, "I have something to trouble you with."

Tie Niu stopped and said respectfully, "You go ahead."

"Come here." Song Yan waved at him.

Tie Niu walked forward.

Song Yan whispered a few words to him, then took out a piece of silver and said, "Go ahead."

Tie Niu quickly agreed and walked out the door.