Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Seeing that the young masters looked unfriendly, Song Yan remained calm.

These young masters care the most about face, and they should all be well-known figures.

If you fight in public because you can't afford to lose and lose your composure, it will be a waste of time.

Just when the tense atmosphere reached its climax, Miss He said softly: "Since this gentleman has solved the puzzle, this lantern should naturally belong to him."

The young man in brocade clothes managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth, with a hint of reluctance in his tone: "Since Miss He said so, then this lantern will be given to you."

Song Yan curled her lips. It was clearly the lantern she won, but the other party was still trying to save face by saying it was a gift.

The stall owner carefully took down the glass lantern and handed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan took the lantern without hesitation, bowed slightly to Miss He, and said politely: "Thank you for your generosity, Miss."

Then, he turned around and handed the lantern to Shu Changyu. He said proudly, "I won this lantern for you. Do you like it?"

The lantern was extremely delicate, with an exquisite landscape painting on the lampshade. The light shone through the crystal clear glass, casting soft shadows that were beautiful beyond words.

The corners of Shu Changyu's mouth slowly curved up: "Of course I like Yanyan's kindness."

Song Yan scratched his ear and muttered, "I told you not to call me Yanyan."

The love in Song Yan's eyes was undisguised, and even through a thin veil, Miss He could feel it clearly.

She was stunned and confused.

These two people are obviously men.

Song Yan naturally didn't notice Miss He's strange look, and said to Shu Changyu: "Let's go, let's go shopping."

Miss He looked at the backs of the two people walking away together and couldn't help but murmured, "Even if they are both men, it doesn't matter. It's great to win the heart of one person and stay together until old age."

At this time, Song Yan and others, holding lanterns, walked to the stall selling dumplings and stopped.

The sweet smell of glutinous rice balls wafted into Song Yan’s nose. She touched her stomach and felt a little hungry.

The stall owner was a kind old lady who greeted Song Yan.

"Young man, come and try my glutinous rice balls. They are sweet but not greasy. I guarantee you will want more after you eat them."

Song Yan turned around and said, "Shu Changyu, let's have a bowl of glutinous rice balls."

Shu Changyu was not very interested in the soft and sticky glutinous rice balls: "You eat it."

"Then I'll eat it myself." Song Yan said to the old woman, "Aunt, give me a bowl of glutinous rice balls with peanut and sesame fillings."

"Okay, I'll be fine soon."

The old woman grabbed a handful of round dumplings and put them into the boiling pot.

As the water rolled, the dumplings soon floated to the surface, becoming rounder and fuller.

The old woman used a colander to scoop the dumplings into a bowl and sprinkled some osmanthus flowers on them. A bowl of sweet and soft dumplings appeared in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan scooped up a glutinous rice ball, blew it gently, looked up at Shu Changyu opposite her, and suddenly put it to his mouth.

"Come, try one."

Shu Changyu stared at the glutinous rice balls quietly for a moment before he opened his mouth and took a bite with dignity.

Song Yan asked, "Is it delicious?"

Shu Changyu said slowly: "Sticky teeth."

Then, Song Yan scooped up a glutinous rice ball and took a careful bite.

The sweetness of the peanut sesame filling instantly spreads in your mouth, followed by a soft and glutinous texture.

It's a little sticky, but it doesn't affect its deliciousness at all.

After eating the dumplings, they strolled along the street. Along the way, they saw groups of scholars playing the flute, tossing pots and holding lanterns, having a lot of fun.

Not far away, the sound of gongs and drums gradually sounded, and a dragon dancing team walked towards them.

The dragon's body rose and fell with the beats of the drums, like a divine dragon soaring into the sky, sometimes soaring into the air, sometimes circling, and quickly shuttling through the crowd, drawing cheers from the onlookers.

Song Yan was fascinated by the performance and clapped her hands so hard that her palms turned red.

It was almost time until the moon was above the treetops.

Song Yan suddenly made an excuse: "Shu Changyu, there are too many people here. I feel a little bored. Why don't we take a walk in the suburbs?"

Today is the Lantern Festival. The city gates are open, allowing people to enter and leave freely. They are not closed all night until dawn.

Shu Changyu glanced at him, with an unfathomable smile: "It's all up to you."

Song Yan's palms suddenly became sweaty due to nervousness. He wiped the corner of his clothes and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Shu Changyu didn't notice anything.

They followed the bustling crowd, walked out of the city gate, and walked along the path along the river.

The moonlight was bright, like a silver gauze, illuminating the winding river path.

Song Yan looked around from time to time, as if looking for something.

Suddenly he saw something, his eyes lit up slightly, and he pretended to be surprised and said, "There seems to be something ahead, let's go and take a look."

Although I tried very hard to pretend, my eyes would not lie.

Shu Changyu didn't expose him, but followed him slowly, wanting to see what he was up to.

There was a steep slope ahead. Just as she reached the edge of the slope, Song Yan stopped and said in surprise: "Shu Changyu, look over there!"

Shu Changyu raised her eyelashes and looked in the direction he was looking.

A brilliant galaxy formed by hundreds of sky lanterns spread out before his eyes, like a fantasy in a dream.

A gust of night breeze blew gently, and the Kongming lantern slowly rose and floated into the air.

As they gradually rise higher, the tiny lights shine together with the stars in the night sky, as if the Milky Way has fallen to the earth.

Shu Changyu's eyes moved slightly, and in an instant, deep in his heart, a throbbing sensation slowly rose like a tide, filling his chest bit by bit.

Song Yan turned her head and looked at Shu Changyu, her eyes reflecting a faint glow of fire, warm and bright.

He stammered, "Actually, this is a surprise I prepared especially for you."

His voice was a little tense, and every word seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times, but at this moment it became clumsy.

No, no, my heart is beating so fast.

Song Yan looked up at the night sky. The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the Kongming lanterns, making them brighter, like clusters of fire embellishing the night sky.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then continued: "I don't have that much money, this is the most romantic surprise I can prepare for you."

Shu Changyu's eyes curved slightly, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm wrong, Yanyan, you are my biggest surprise."

Song Yan pursed his lips, showing a little embarrassment, and coughed twice: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

He clenched his palms and calmed himself down.

"Although I am not very rich now, I will work hard to earn money to support you..."

After a moment, he mustered up his courage, his voice trembling a little: "So, Shu Changyu...are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?"