Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Zhong Hui took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and said, "Please count them."

Song Yan quickly took it and began to count carefully. His hands began to tremble slightly as he counted.

He had never seen so much silver before, and he smiled so hard that his mouth almost reached his ears.

"That's right, exactly eight hundred taels." Song Yan raised his head, his face full of excitement.

Brother Ying patted his shoulder with his big hand and said, "Thanks to you, brother Yan, we also earned two hundred taels for free. I will treat you to a good meal today."

Song Yan was not polite and immediately said with a smile: "That's great, big brother is so generous!"

Brother Ying waved his hand and said, "Let's go to Zuixianlou!"

"We have to give the gang leader a good meal today." Master Chen also said happily.

Master Shen took the opportunity to say, "Brother Ying, I want to try their signature roast duck. I've been craving for that taste for a long time."

Brother Ying laughed and scolded: "You guys only know how to take advantage of me when you get the chance."

"Okay, order whatever you want, all you can eat!"

The group arrived at Zuixianlou in a lively manner. As soon as they entered the door, the waiter came to greet them with a smile on his face.

As soon as he sat down, Master Shen shouted at the top of his voice: "Waiter, bring me all the best wine and food you have!"

The waiter responded quickly, and soon the food and drinks were served.

Song Yan picked up a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks and took a few bites.

At this time, the storyteller in the center of the hall clapped his hands and began to tell the story: "Today I will tell you the legend of General Zhou of the previous dynasty!

"General Zhou was born into a military family. He practiced martial arts since he was young and was gifted. He could shoot eagles with a bow at the age of ten, and he followed his father into battle at the age of fifteen, showing his talent for the first time."

"Back then, the northern border was in flames, the enemy invaded, and the people were in dire straits. At this critical moment, General Zhou stepped forward!"

Song Yan forgot to chew the ribs in her mouth and stared at the storyteller.

"General Zhou led his soldiers in a bloody battle. On the battlefield, there were swords and horses, and the sound of killing shook the sky. General Zhou led the soldiers, holding a spear like a dragon. Wherever he went, the enemy fell one after another."

The storyteller described the situation vividly, as if the fierce battle was right before their eyes.

"Once, the enemy set up an ambush and surrounded General Zhou's troops. But General Zhou remained calm in the face of danger and led his soldiers to fight their way out."

Hearing this, some people couldn't help but exclaim: "General Zhou is truly a god!"

Brother Ying's blood boiled when he heard this. He took a gulp of wine and said loudly, "Such a heroic figure is truly admirable!"

The storyteller was so thirsty that he drank a sip of tea and continued, "After this battle, the enemy was severely injured and dared not attack easily again. General Zhou's name is feared by the border!"

"When General Zhou returned triumphantly, the people lined the streets to welcome him. The scene was truly spectacular!"

When Song Yan heard this, his expression gradually became serious. It was not a good thing that General Zhou was so famous and his achievements surpassed his master.

Looking back on the past events of the previous dynasties, how many meritorious officials and famous generals did not have a good end because their achievements were so great that they frightened the emperor.

Think about Han Xin, who made great contributions to the Han Dynasty, but ended up being abandoned after his death.

There is also Yue Fei, who was loyal to his country but was also killed by treacherous officials.

Song Yan shook his head and let out a long sigh. In this world, loyal ministers and good generals always have to endure many hardships.

Suddenly, the storyteller's tone became serious: "When it comes to General Zhou leading the army back to the capital, it can be said that he was in high spirits."

"Just then, the deputy general brought an imperial decree that there were traitors in the capital, and ordered General Zhou to lead his trusted men to the capital to rescue the emperor."

"General Zhou was full of loyalty and thought that the emperor was in trouble, so he hurriedly entered the capital with his confidants. However, he never thought that this was actually an elaborate conspiracy."

"General Zhou was caught completely off guard. As soon as he entered the capital, he was surrounded by the imperial guards. Without waiting for General Zhou to explain, his deputy general slandered General Zhou for having his own troops and intending to rebel."

"Although General Zhou is a skilled warrior, he is outnumbered. He was hit by several arrows, and his armor was stained with blood, but he still stood firm..."

Everyone was in an uproar, and some people couldn't help but slam the table and said, "This is simply intolerable!"

"General Zhou was imprisoned in the Sky Prison and suffered torture. But he still refused to surrender and would rather die than plead guilty." The storyteller's voice trembled a little.

Everyone had tears in their eyes: "Such a loyal minister, where is justice!"

At this moment, the entire restaurant was immersed in an atmosphere of grief and anger.

Song Yan couldn't help but sigh.

At this point, the storyteller changed the subject: "Now, twenty years later, the truth has finally come to light. It turns out that the man was afraid of General Zhou's prestige and military power, and was afraid that his achievements would overwhelm the emperor and threaten his throne. So he set up this vicious plan to get rid of him as soon as possible."

"How can the emperor be so foolish and destroy his own Great Wall!" Master Chen couldn't help but say.

"Brother Chen, shut up!" Song Yan hurriedly spoke up to stop him, "Don't cause trouble because of a momentary anger."

Finally, the storyteller sighed: "Everyone, things in this world are often unpredictable and unpredictable."

"General Zhou spent his entire life serving his country and his people, but ended up like this. It's really sad. Fortunately, justice prevails and the truth will eventually come out. But the price is too heavy."

Someone in the crowd asked loudly, "Do you know General Zhou's name?"

The storyteller raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to have seen through many years, and he slowly said: "General Zhou's name is Zhou Lingyue. His name is like a mountain, and his ambition is also like a mountain. He is steadfast and unwavering in protecting his country."

"Zhou Lingyue? This name should be remembered in our hearts!" someone said with clenched fists.

"That's right, don't let the heroes be forgotten." Someone else echoed.

During the meal, Song Yan and his companions listened to the storyteller's narration with many emotions in their hearts. They didn't eat much of the food but drank a lot of wine instead.

When Song Yan was half drunk, she saw a young man in black clothes coming down from the second floor in a daze.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the carefree look on his face was gone, replaced by a heart-pounding coldness.

Song Yan's drunkenness suddenly disappeared.

Shu, Shu Changyu? !

Why is he here too!

At first Song Yan thought he was drunk and saw things wrongly, but when he looked again, the familiar figure became clearer and clearer.

His heart instantly rose to his throat, and a feeling of nervousness and panic surged in his heart.

Shu Changyu walked down the stairs step by step and walked towards Song Yan.

Song Yan was so scared that he burped. He quickly covered his mouth, fearing that Shu Changyu would find out.

At this time, Shu Changyu turned his head slightly and glanced at Song Yan with his peripheral vision. The scorching light in his eyes seemed to be able to burn through Song Yan.