Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Although on the surface, Gu Qianfan has no connection with Gu’s herbal medicine shop anymore, but secretly, the Gu family still regards Gu Qianfan as the young master.

Now that something bad had happened at Gu's herbal medicine shop, Gu Qianfan couldn't just sit back and watch.

After learning the news, he hurried back from Yunshan County. He quickly suppressed the matter and forced the old couple to bury their son.

Otherwise, if these two people were asked to carry the corpse to the government, their Gu Ji Herbal Medicine Shop would repeat the mistakes of their previous life.

At this time in his previous life, Gu Qianfan was studying hard behind closed doors in Guang'an Prefecture, waiting to make a stunning debut in the prefectural examination and trample Song Erlin under his feet.

I had no idea that something had happened to the Gu's herbal medicine shop at home. I only received the news after the college entrance examination in April, but by then it was too late.

The two old guys brought the case to the county government, and the case was tried by the upright County Magistrate Lin.

Gu's herbal medicine shop was eventually found guilty, and Gu Qianfan's biological father was also imprisoned, and the Gu family fell into decline from then on.

Fortunately, at this time, Gu Qianfan was reborn.

He even instructed the guys at Gu's Herbal Medicine Shop to be careful in advance, but he never expected that something would happen during the days when he went to Yunshan County to take part in the county examination.

At this time, Gu Qianfan was sitting in the study, tapping the table with his fingers, looking solemn.

At this time, a servant came hurriedly, bowed respectfully at the door and said, "Master, I just got the news that the two old guys were rescued."

Gu Qianfan stood up suddenly after hearing this, and his hoarse voice during the voice change period sounded particularly harsh: "Who is the nosy one who saved them?!"

The servant was frightened by Gu Qianfan's momentum and quickly replied: "I don't know either. The gangster was afraid of getting involved, so he took the money and ran away."

"Useless trash!" Gu Qianfan's gentle face was distorted by anger. He swung his sleeves fiercely and paced anxiously in the study.

Those two old guys are so lucky!

Gu Qianfan stopped, a sinister look in his eyes: "Go, send someone to keep an eye on the movements of those two old guys. Don't let them report to the police."

“Once there’s a chance, I’ll…” Gu Qianfan made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The servant was startled and quickly responded, "Yes, sir. I'll do it right away." After saying that, he quickly retreated.

Gu Qianfan sat back in his chair, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning slightly white.

He has been having bad luck recently. It was just a small county exam, and he had already made preparations in advance, but he didn't expect that something would still go wrong.

It is really hateful that Song Erlin was allowed to take the first place in the case again!

"Song, Er, Lin!" Gu Qianfan gritted his teeth and pronounced the name word by word, his distorted face full of anger and unwillingness.

He waved his hand and swept the tea set on the table to the ground, and the sound of broken porcelain echoed in the study.

The maid outside the door heard the noise and trembled with fear.

She hesitated for a moment, but still walked into the study carefully, pinching her throat and saying delicately, "Master, why are you so angry? It would be heartbreaking for me if you got sick from anger."

Gu Qianfan raised his eyes and looked at the maid. The anger in his heart subsided a little, but he was still annoyed.

The maid walked to Gu Qianfan with lotus steps, stretched out her soft little hand and gently placed it on his shoulder, saying softly: "Master, it's not worth getting angry over that ungrateful person. Calm down, I'll give you a shoulder massage."

Gu Qianfan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the maid's gentle caress, and the anger in his heart was slightly calmed by this gentle gesture.

He grabbed the maid's hand, exerted a little force, pulled her closer, and whispered something.

The maid's cheeks turned slightly red, her heart was beating like a drum, and she boldly put her arms around Gu Qianfan's neck.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the study was extremely ambiguous.

On the other side, Song Yan and his friends finally returned home after many twists and turns.

The door was not locked, and Gousheng was squatting at the door, watching the house obediently.

Hearing the sound of carriage wheels rolling in the distance, its ears immediately pricked up and it wagged its tail excitedly.

When it ran close to the carriage, Gousheng circled around it happily, barking continuously.

As soon as Song Yan got out of the car, Gousheng immediately jumped at his feet, rubbed his head against his legs, and wagged his tail like a windmill.

It was jumping and scratching Song Yan's calves with its claws, almost tearing his trouser legs.

Song Yan was at a loss for words. He freed one hand and patted its head: "Alright, let me in first."

Gousheng whimpered in grievance, and just as he was about to follow Song Yan, Anqi grabbed his head and rubbed it hard.

"Is Erya not at home?" Song Yan carried things into the house, but did not see Song Wanzhou and Yaya. She knew that the two little girls must have gone out to play.

It was already past noon and Song Yan's stomach was rumbling with hunger. He put down what he was holding and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen was a bit deserted, with pots and pans placed randomly.

He tidied up casually, took out the pork belly he had prepared early in the morning from his backpack, cut a small piece, and chopped it into minced meat.

Then find a few mushrooms from the hanging basket, wash them, cut them into small cubes, and put them into the meat filling.

Song Yan skillfully kneaded the dough, rolled it into long strips, cut it into small pieces, and then rolled them into thin dumpling skins with a rolling pin.

He held the dumpling wrapper in one hand, scooped up a spoonful of meat filling with the other, and started wrapping dumplings skillfully.

Soon, the chopping board was filled with small and exquisite dumplings.

"Aqi, come and make a fire!" Song Yan shouted.

Hearing the sound, An Qi quickly jumped down from the wall and rushed into the house like a gust of wind.

When I looked back, I saw that he was already sitting in front of the stove, skillfully taking out a fire starter and lighting a fire with wood.

Song Yan looked at his quick movements and found it a little funny, yet also felt a little sorry for him.

Before, because of the incident between him and Shu Changyu, An Qi was sent back.

An Qi returned to Shu Changyu, but he was not well and almost lost his life.

Song Yan also felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have taken her anger out on An Qi.

The water began to boil in the pot, emitting hot steam.

Song Yan put the dumplings into the pot.

Soon, the dumplings were cooked.

Song Yan scooped out the dumplings with a colander and put them in a bowl.

He handed An Qi a bowl and said gently, "Eat quickly."

"Thank you, Brother Song." An Qi happily took the bowl, picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The delicious taste of the dumplings spread in his mouth, and An Qi narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

It’s still better here with Brother Song. There’s food and drink, and red envelopes to receive during festivals. Life is so comfortable here.

Take that person for example. He had been squatting outside the door for a month and hadn’t even had a meal.

Tsk.

After eating the dumplings, An Qi diligently cleaned up the dishes and took them away to wash.

After resting for a while, Song Yan took the packet of medicine and went to see Doctor Zhang in the village.

"Doctor Zhang! Doctor Zhang!" Song Yan shouted towards the inside of the door.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door in front of him creaked open and a white-haired old man came out.

"What are you yelling about!"

Doctor Zhang still has such a bad temper.

Song Yan was not angry either. She smiled and handed over the medicine bag in her hand: "Doctor Zhang, I have some medicine here. I would like you to help me take a look."

Doctor Zhang took the medicine package, opened it and examined it carefully. He first sniffed the smell of the herbs, then picked up a few herbs and observed them in his palm, then his brows slowly frowned.

"Where did you get this medicine?"

Song Yan briefly recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, Doctor Zhang said angrily: "This medicine is indeed fake. It is a medicinal ingredient that can cure diseases and save lives, but it has been made into this state."

"Some of the herbs here are inferior, and some have even been replaced with ineffective ingredients. This Gu's herbal medicine shop is simply lawless! They don't care about other people's lives for money."

Song Yan was also furious when he heard what Doctor Zhang said. He asked again, "Doctor Zhang, in your opinion, what are the consequences of taking this medicine?"

Doctor Zhang looked serious, stroked his beard and said, "If you take this medicine, at best your condition will get worse, delay treatment, and leave a root of the disease. At worst, it may be life-threatening."