Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

When Song Yan returned home, he happened to meet Li Li driving his flock of sheep back.

"Brother Li!" Song Yan waved, said hello, and went back to cook.

Before going to bed at night, Song Yan went into her portable kitchen, took out a chicken, grabbed a handful of red dates and wolfberries, and prepared to make some chicken soup to send to Shu Changyu tomorrow to nourish his body.

The fire was burning brightly, the water in the pot gradually began to boil, tiny bubbles appeared on the surface of the soup, making a gurgling sound.

Song Yan looked at the soup gradually boiling in the pot, and her eyes began to wander.

He still feels it's a bit unreal.

He also confessed to Shu Changyu that he was a time traveler, and even told her the secret of his portable kitchen.

Song Yan wondered if she had lost her mind.

Such an important secret was revealed so easily.

But Song Yan did not regret it. He believed in his intuition that Shu Changyu would not harm him.

At this time, the steam from the chicken soup rose up, blurring Song Yan's vision.

Song Yan was in a trance, Shu Changyu was a man.

What's more, the child was not born by Shu Bo's mother. This news really surprised Song Yan.

Song Yan's gaze returned to the boiling chicken soup in front of her, and she was secretly pondering the mystery of Shu Changyu's life experience.

Since Shu Changyu was not born to Shu Bo's mother, who were his biological parents? Why was he adopted by the Shu family?

A series of questions swirled in Song Yan's mind.

Hiss, my brain is almost not enough.

It’s better to ask Shu Changyu directly.

The aroma of the chicken soup became stronger and stronger, and Song Yan's thoughts were drawn back.

He carefully turned off the fire, poured the chicken soup into the prepared thermos, and waited to send it to Shu Changyu tomorrow.

When he came out of the kitchen, Song Yan suddenly remembered something and slapped his forehead.

By the way, is it time for Erlin to produce results?

The next morning, a thin mist filled the entire village. The scattered farmhouses appeared and disappeared in the mist, revealing a hazy poetic feeling.

Ah Niu came over with two buckets of water and poured the water into the water tank. He looked at Song Yan and asked innocently, "Brother Song, are we still going to the fields today?"

"I won't go yet. I have something to do these few days." Song Yan took out a string of copper coins and handed it to him. "Please help recruit a few people to go to the fields to tidy up the fields and turn the land over. I will find time to go over and plant the land in a few days."

Ah Niu was still a little hesitant, so Song Yan stuffed the copper coin into his hand and said, "If you don't understand anything, go ask Brother Shitou."

"Aniu, can you do it?!" Song Yan said in shock.

Ah Niu gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said firmly: "Brother Song, I can do it! I will definitely do it!"

Song Yan smiled and patted Aniu's shoulder: "Okay, then I believe you."

Ah Niu took the copper coin and ran away with great energy. Song Yan looked at his back, couldn't help but smile, and turned back to the house.

He cleaned up the house. The sun was high in the sky at this time, and the bright light shone into the house. The dust in the air flew up and down in the light.

Song Yan waved her hand and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

He looked at the time, and his longing for her grew stronger.

So he dropped the broom, took out the chicken soup he had cooked last night from his portable kitchen, put it in a bamboo basket, covered the basket with a clean cloth, and prepared to go out.

"Erya, I'm going out for a while." Song Yan shouted into the house.

"Okay." Song Wanzhou responded crisply.

Song Yan walked out and headed towards Shu Changyu's house.

At the same time, Yunshan County.

There were already three layers of people surrounding the notice board outside the examination room. Everyone stretched their necks and stared at the list, afraid of missing their names.

"Hey, stop pushing, stop pushing!" Zhou Teng yelled, but he was unable to stop the people around him from pushing him.

He stood on tiptoe with difficulty, trying to see the name on the list clearly.

"Let me through, let me through!" a tall scholar shouted while pushing his way through the crowd arrogantly.

Zhou Teng staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Zhengdu quickly reached out to support Zhou Teng: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Teng steadied himself and breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily I have you, Zhengdu. I'm fine."

At this time, the scholar had already squeezed to the front of the list and shouted loudly: "I passed! I passed!"

People around looked at them with envy or jealousy.

Song Zhengdu and Zhou Teng also looked at the list.

"Found it! Found it!" Zhou Teng suddenly shouted excitedly, "Brother Song, I passed!"

Song Zhengdu also saw his name on the list. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I passed too. Let's go back and prepare for the next retest."

They squeezed out of the crowd and happened to meet Gu Qianfan and others who were also there to see the results.

"Why are you standing here?" Zhou Teng asked with a smile.

One of them replied, "It was crowded inside, so we asked Brother Gu's servant to check for us. I didn't expect you guys to pass, that's great!"

Everyone's face was filled with joy. Gu Qianfan bowed and said, "Congratulations, brothers. The next retest will test the Four Books and the Book of Filial Piety. I'm a little unsure, so I hope you can discuss it with me."

Zhou Teng responded: "No problem, let's discuss it together."

"Where is Brother Zhengdu?" Gu Qianfan turned and asked Song Zhengdu.

Song Zhengdu politely declined: "I live far away, I'm afraid it's inconvenient, and it takes too much time to go back and forth every day, which may affect my study progress."

Zhou Teng said hurriedly: "It's not difficult, why don't you stay at my place temporarily, we can communicate at any time."

"It's still not right." Song Zhengdu shook his head. "I'm staying at my brother's house now. He takes good care of me. If I leave, it will be unreasonable and unacceptable."

Gu Qianfan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, let's make an appointment for an hour every day to meet at the teahouse in the city and exchange ideas."

Others nodded in agreement.

Zhou Teng said: "That's great, how about we set it at 3 p.m.?"

Song Zhengdu couldn't refuse anymore, so he said, "Then I'll do as Brother Zhou says."

He also wanted to see what Gu Qianfan's intention was in trying every means to facilitate daily gatherings and exchanges.

After all, although Gu Qianfan is usually proactive and enterprising, he was so eager this time that Song Zhengdu felt suspicious.

It would be better to wait and see the situation first, Song Zhengdu thought to himself.

Therefore, every day when they met in the teahouse at 3 p.m., Song Zhengdu paid special attention to Gu Qianfan's words and actions.

After a few days, Song Zhengdu still hadn't found any clues, so he temporarily put aside his doubts.

In the past few days, Song Yan went out early and came back late every day to take care of the injured Shu Changyu.

"Yanyan, my heart hurts so much." Shu Changyu covered his chest with his hands, frowned slightly, his face was pale, and he looked very sick.

Song Yan's heart tightened, and she quickly put down the medicine bowl in her hand and asked nervously, "Why is it hurting suddenly? Is the wound flaring up again?"

"I don't know either, it just suddenly started to hurt." Shu Changyu's voice was weak.

Song Yan looked anxious: "No, I have to find a doctor to see you." Then he got up and went out.

Shu Changyu grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the bed: "It's okay, just lie down with me."

Song Yan looked at him suspiciously: "Are you really okay?"

Shu Changyu smiled at him, and Song Yan immediately lay down on the bed in a daze, but he felt like something was wrong.