Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan shouted outside: "Erya, did you wash the handkerchief on my table?"

Song Wanzhou responded: "I didn't take it."

This is strange.

If Song Wanzhou didn't take it, then who took it?

Could it have been blown away by the wind?

He frowned and searched around the house.

However, after searching around, there was still no trace of the handkerchief.

He walked out of the house full of doubts and came to the yard, where he saw Li Li carrying water and pouring it into the water tank.

"Brother Li, my handkerchief is missing. Have you seen it?" Song Yan asked.

Li Li put down the bucket, shook his head and said, "I didn't notice it, how come it disappeared?"

Song Yan sighed: "I don't know where he went. Forget it, if he's gone, then he's gone."

At night, Song Yan lay in bed, still thinking about the handkerchief, and always felt that there was something weird about it.

He suddenly stood up, walked to the window, and called out softly, "Ah Qi?"

But outside it was still completely silent.

Song Yan touched his chin and thought, could it be that he was overthinking?

He lay back on the bed, but tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Shu Changyu's hateful face kept appearing in his mind.

Song Yan scratched his ear irritably, and his fingertips felt the cold touch on his earlobe again. He suddenly felt a blockage in his chest.

"That bastard system!" He cursed softly. The heroine's character was completely shattered, but the system didn't even react.

When the original owner's soul disappeared, the system was looking for him to replace him in a hurry. Now that the heroine has collapsed like this, the system is as dead as ever.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't shout.

"What kind of shit is this! You dragged me into this and you don't care about anything."

He closed his eyes, and densely packed words appeared before his eyes.

Song Yan shook off the plot in her mind, smiled bitterly and shook her head, muttering to herself, "I was really tricked by this original novel."

At the same time, Yunshan County.

The glass lantern on the table emitted a dim glow, illuminating a corner of the room.

A young man in black came in from outside. His brows were furrowed, his face was slightly pale, and he looked listless.

After entering the house, Shu Changyu changed out of his outer shirt that was soaked by the snow water, revealing his white undershirt underneath. The shirt was stained with blood, revealing patches of shocking dark red.

He didn't care. He walked to the table, reached out and fiddled with the wick of the glass lamp, and the room suddenly became brighter.

I sat down, poured myself a cup of cold tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough cough..." Shu Changyu couldn't help coughing, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped it casually with his sleeve, with indifference in his eyes.

Suddenly his eyes paused and fell on a handkerchief and a letter on the table.

He grabbed the handkerchief and saw that it was stained with bright red blood. The bloodstains were like blooming red plums, dazzling and shocking.

Shu Changyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he opened the letter, glanced at it quickly, and put it down.

He tightly grasped the blood-stained handkerchief and slowly closed his eyes, hiding all the madness and brutality in them.

"Yan Yan..."

I want to put him in a cage and invade him ruthlessly.

He tried his best to suppress the strong desire that almost burned his sanity to ashes.

After a moment, when he opened his eyes again, they were calm, like a bottomless pool.

The glass lantern made a slight "crackling" sound, and Shu Changyu raised the corners of his bloodstained lips, revealing an evil smile.

After the snow on the 20th day of the first lunar month, the following days were immersed in damp and cold.

The icicles on the eaves dripped water, creating small puddles on the ground. The air was filled with a damp smell, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month. Song Yan estimated that Zhong Hui should be back from Nanyang Prefecture. He talked to Li Li and let Aniu live in his wing to help look after the house.

Then he drove the donkey cart to the county town.

He entered the county town, took a detour to the county government office, and stopped in front of the notice board at the entrance.

The words on the notice were densely packed, and he squinted his eyes to read it carefully.

People came and went around him, some took a quick glance and left, while others, like him, read the contents carefully.

The above focuses on two things. One is that the previous case of trafficking in young girls has been solved, the criminal Duan Hong has pleaded guilty, and has been sentenced to execution in the autumn.

When Song Yan thought of the suffering endured by those abducted young girls, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the case was solved and the evildoers received the punishment they deserved.

Second, the county exam will be held next month, and the registration period ends at the end of this month.

As well as some registration conditions, a guarantee must be issued by a student on government stipend in the county. At the same time, the five people involved must guarantee each other to prove that they are not impersonating someone else, or forging a name.

Master He should have told Song Zhengdu all these, so Song Yan was not worried about anything going wrong.

After reading the notice, he turned around and went to the Thanos Gang.

When I arrived at the Thanos Gang, I saw Zhong Hui there as expected. Upon asking, I found out that he had just returned yesterday.

"Did you have a smooth journey?" Song Yan asked with concern.

"We encountered several snowstorms on the way, which delayed us for quite some time." Zhong Hui had a slight smile on his face, "But fortunately, we got back safely."

Without waiting for Song Yan to ask, Zhong Hui narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled like a cunning old fox: "I've also sold your glass cup. Guess how much it sold for?"

Seeing his mysterious look, Song Yan widened her eyes and asked expectantly, "Three hundred taels?"

"Haha." Brother Ying slapped his thigh happily, "Brother Yan, you will never guess it."

Song Yan took a breath: "Could it be five hundred taels?"

Brother Ying crossed his arms and said proudly, "It's still wrong. Brother Yan, make a bold guess."

"It can't be one thousand taels." Song Yan doubted. How could such a small Glacier Cup be worth one thousand taels of silver?

Master Chen nodded: "Yes, it is one thousand taels!"

Song Yan was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped: "It can actually be sold for one thousand taels?"

He came back to his senses, his face full of joy: "Brother Zhong, you are so amazing."

Zhong Hui smiled and said, "I'm lucky this time. As soon as I arrived in the city, I met a wealthy businessman who knows what's good. He liked this glass cup at first sight and offered a generous price."

"That's great!" Song Yan rubbed his hands excitedly, "With this money, I can finally let go and get to work."

I don’t know which rich businessman is so generous. Song Yan thought, he is really the God of Wealth.

In a mansion a few streets away.

The "God of Wealth" was holding the glacier cup, his fingers gently stroking the wall of the cup, with a smile on his lips.

Then, he slowly poured the wine into the glass. The wine created ripples in the glass, which contrasted with the crystal clear wall of the glass, creating a beautiful scene.

Shu Changyu raised his wine glass and took a sip. The aroma of the wine spread on his tongue, but his eyes became increasingly gloomy.

"Yanyan."

He spoke in a gentle voice: "It's been fifteen days."