Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Originally, An Qi was wondering why his master transferred him back for no reason, but he soon found out the reason.

He carried the wooden basin into the yard and saw Song Yan standing at the door, looking up slightly at the rabbit lantern under the eaves, looking lost in thought.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Song Yan finally came back to his senses. He said, "Ah Qi, let's talk later."

In the flower hall, candlelight flickered.

Song Yan and An Qi sat opposite each other. A pot of tea was boiling on a small stove on the table in the middle, with steam rising.

At this time, Song Yan suddenly said, "Ah Qi, you are so skilled, it would be a shame for you to stay with me."

An Qi didn't understand what was going on for a while, and said happily: "Brother Song, I eat and drink well at your place, and I don't feel wronged at all."

Song Yan poured a cup of tea for An Qi and said calmly, "With your ability, you shouldn't be trapped in my rural area, doing rough cleaning work all day long."

An Qi was stunned. Brother Song was asking him to leave in a tactful way.

He looked at Song Yan with resentment: "Brother Song, is there something I did wrong?"

"You are Shu Changyu's man. If you continue to stay, can you promise not to tell him about my affairs?" Song Yan stared straight at An Qi and laughed sarcastically.

An Qi: It seems that he was implicated by his master.

He felt extremely guilty and he dared not disobey his master's orders.

"Well then." An Qi looked at Song Yan's face and said cautiously, "It just so happens that the master also asked me to go back."

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyes, and said in a daze: "Is that so..."

As the night deepened, the cold wind blew in through the window and the candlelight flickered.

Song Yan lowered her head and took a sip of hot tea, but felt that the tea could not dispel the coldness in her heart.

He then took out a silver ingot and said, "This is your wages. Take it."

When An Qi saw that the silver ingot was already ten taels, he quickly refused: "Brother Song, I can't take so much. You usually treat me well and pay me too much."

Song Yan, however, forced the silver into his hand and said without hesitation: "Take it, this is what you deserve."

An Qi tightly grasped the silver ingot and said in a depressed tone, "Then I will leave tonight."

Brother Song has Anwu watching over him, so nothing will happen.

Song Yan nodded and said, "Okay, be careful along the way."

"Brother Song, I'm leaving now. Please take care of yourself."

After An Qi finished speaking, he turned and left the hall. Song Yan looked at his departing figure in silence.

It was late at night, and Song Yan was still sitting in the flower hall, holding the cup of cooled tea in her hand, with mixed feelings in her heart.

When Song Yan woke up the next day, she went out and subconsciously called out, "Ah Qi, help me..."

When the words came to my lips, I suddenly remembered that Ah Qi had left.

The kitchen was empty and cold, without even a hint of smoke. Song Yan shook her head helplessly and started a fire to boil water.

In the past, these chores were all done by Ah Qi, but now that he is gone, I feel uncomfortable everywhere.

It is difficult to go from luxury to simplicity.

As Song Yan thought about it, she looked at the flames jumping in the stove, her thoughts drifting away.

I boiled a pot of hot water, washed up, rolled up my sleeves and started making breakfast.

Song Wanzhou got up and saw that the weather was good today, so she took out the bedding to dry. She looked at the roof, but did not see An Qi. She asked curiously, "Where is Brother Qi?"

When Song Yan came out, he heard her mumbling. He paused and said, "Ah Qi is gone."

Song Wanzhou's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "Gone? Why?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment, and then said, "He went back to his master."

Isn’t that Sister Shu?

Song Wanzhou wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Song Yan: "Hurry up and eat breakfast."

"Oh oh." Song Wanzhou immediately forgot what he was about to say, "Brother, what did you have for breakfast?"

"Eat wontons." Song Yan said, carrying a bowl of milk into the left wing.

Yaya also woke up and started biting her fingers because she was so hungry.

Song Yan quickly fed her milk and some complementary food. He touched the little girl's belly and saw it was bulging, so he knew she was full.

Then let her play by herself.

Now Yaya can run and jump, and she disappeared in a moment. Song Yan and Song Wanzhou hurriedly finished their breakfast and started to get busy.

At this time, Ah Niu came over and saw Song Yan sweeping the yard with a broom. He smiled innocently and said, "Brother Song, you are back?"

"I just came back yesterday." Song Yan replied, continuing to sweep the floor. "Come with me to buy some land from the village chief in a few days."

He bought a lot of land this time and didn't let Aniu keep an eye on it. He was worried that the old man, the village chief, would cheat him by selling inferior land as high-quality land.

"Xiao Song, you're buying another field." Aunt Niu heard it as she passed by his door, and walked into the yard with a look of surprise.

Song Yan chuckled and said, "Aunt, I do have this plan."

Aunt Niu clicked her tongue twice: "You are too capable, boy. It has only been a short time and you are buying land again."

Song Yan said modestly: "I also want to have more land so that I can live a more stable life."

"That's true, but buying a field is no small matter, you have to be careful." Aunt Niu warned A Niu, "A Niu, you have to help Xiao Song and don't let anyone cheat you."

Ah Niu nodded repeatedly: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Brother Song."

Aunt Niu went on to say, "You'd better buy the land as soon as possible. The village chief might have a wedding next month and won't be able to take care of your business."

"What good news?" Song Yan asked.

"His son Zhang Jiqing is going to take the exam to become a scholar next month. This is a big event for their family. If he passes the exam, the village chief will have no time to care about selling the land by then." Aunt Niu said.

Speaking of Zhang Jiqing, Song Yan hadn't seen him for a long time.

Aunt Niu couldn't help but sigh: "You and Zhang Jiqing played well together when you were young, but you became strangers later..."

Song Yan was surprised. How could that humming monster, who kept humming whenever he saw him, get along well with him?

Seeing his expression, Aunt Niu laughed and scolded him, "Have you forgotten about your childhood? Back then, you two were together every day, either climbing trees to get bird eggs or going to the river to catch fish. You were as close as brothers."

Song Yan scratched his head and tried hard to recall. It seemed that some vague images flashed through his mind.

I remember that there was a little friend who played very well with the original owner, but that kid looked like charcoal, so the original owner always called him "Black Skin".

When the original owner was planning to go to the county town to make a living, he also planned to find Hei Pi to run away from home together, but was rejected by Hei Pi. The original owner got angry and unilaterally broke up with Hei Pi.

The black-skinned guy turned out to be Zhang Jiqing?

Thinking back to Zhang Jiqing's fair and refined appearance, it really couldn't be his fault for not remembering it. Who could connect the current Zhang Jiqing with the dark-skinned boy back then?