Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Until noon, the sun became hotter and hotter. Little Pomegranate was tired from running and stopped, his little face flushed.

Song Yan hurriedly pulled Xiao Shiliuji to the shade of a tree and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Brother Song, I'm hungry." Little Pomegranate said while touching his belly.

"So what do you want to eat?"

Little Pomegranate tilted his head and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up: "I want to eat some wontons again."

"Okay, let the kitchen do it. I'll cook it for you." Song Yan borrowed the county government's back kitchen and started to get busy.

When making wontons, Song Yan picked up a piece of wonton skin, put a little meat filling on it, and then gently pinched it, and a small and exquisite wonton was ready.

Little Pomegranate watched curiously from the side, eager to try: "Brother Song, I want to play too."

"Okay, come here, Little Pomegranate, I'll teach you." Song Yan picked up a wonton wrapper, put it on Little Pomegranate's little hand, and used chopsticks to pick up a little meat filling and put it in the middle of the wrapper.

"Now, gently pinch the skin like I did just now." Little Pomegranate pinched the wonton skin carefully. Although his movements were a little clumsy, his serious look was very cute.

After finally wrapping a wonton, Little Pomegranate excitedly held it up to show Song Yan: "Brother Song, look at what I made."

Song Yan praised: "The little pomegranate is great, it's wrapped very well."

Finally, the wontons were cooked.

Song Yan took out the wontons, put them in a bowl, and added some broth, chopped green onions, and sesame oil. The aroma filled her nose.

Little Pomegranate couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and took a bite: "Wow, it's delicious! The wontons made by Brother Song are the most delicious."

The little guy has a sweet mouth. Looking at his eyes and eyebrows that are similar to Shu Changyu, Song Yan thought: I wonder if Shu Changyu was also so cute when he was a child.

It was not until the evening that Little Pomegranate said goodbye to Song Yan with reluctance.

He held Song Yan's hand, his eyes full of reluctance: "Brother Song, you must come and play with me again next time."

Watching Little Pomegranate gradually go away under the escort of the guards, Song Yan slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked towards Shu Changyu's residence.

At this time, the lights were just coming on and there were few people on the street.

It was a long way from the county government office to Shu Changyu's residence. The lanterns on the street emitted a soft light, making his figure a little hazy.

Suddenly, Song Yan felt as if someone was following him from behind. His heart suddenly tightened and his steps paused slightly, but he quickly pretended nothing had happened and continued walking forward.

His ears were keenly aware of the movements behind him, and the faint sound of footsteps made his nerves highly tense.

At the same time, his hand quietly reached for his waist, where a dagger for self-defense was hidden.

Fortunately, he also put on the wristband that An Qi gave him. Although it was a bit heavy, it made him feel extremely at ease at the moment.

After turning a corner, Song Yan suddenly stopped, turned around quickly, and drew out a dagger.

But there was no one in front of him, only the quiet streets and swaying lanterns. He frowned, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Just as he was about to move forward, a dark shadow jumped down from the roof next to him and landed steadily in front of him.

"Mr. Song, it's me." An Wu said.

Song Yan was startled, but after seeing who it was, she heaved a long sigh of relief and said unhappily, "An Wu, why is it you?"

An Wu, however, looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Mr. Song, you can't go back for the time being."

"What's wrong?" Song Yan frowned and asked him nervously, "What happened?"

"I am following the master's orders. Please follow me to a safe place for now, Mr. Song." An Wu's face was grim. "The master was attacked. That place has been targeted. You can't go there now."

When Song Yan heard this, he panicked. He grabbed An Wu's arm and asked anxiously, "How is Shu Changyu? Is he injured?"

An Wu replied: "Master is fine for now, but the situation is critical. We must leave here as soon as possible."

"No! I have to go see Shu Changyu." Song Yan said firmly, "I can't hide at this time. I have to make sure if he is injured."

"Mr. Song, please follow me and leave. We have people there who can better protect you."

Song Yan shook her head stubbornly: "I won't go. I want to see Shu Changyu. I want to make sure if he is injured."

"The situation on the master's side is unclear right now. If you make a mistake there, the master will definitely blame me for my dereliction of duty."

Song Yan could only say sorry: "I know Shu Changyu is doing this for my own good, but I can't just watch him in danger while I hide away."

"If you are punished for this, I will plead with Shu Changyu and will never let you suffer any injustice. Now, please take me to see him."

Seeing that his persuasion was fruitless, An Wu had no choice but to compromise: "Then Mr. Song must follow me closely and not act on his own."

Song Yan nodded vigorously, and he held the dagger tightly in his hand, as if he drew a trace of courage from the cold touch.

An Wu led the way, and the two walked quickly in the night. The street was silent, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing softly.

Song Yan's heart was in a clenched fist. The dangerous situations that Shu Changyu might encounter kept appearing in her mind, and her heart was always hanging in the air.

Soon, they arrived outside a seemingly peaceful house.

An Wu stopped and whispered, "Mr. Song, it's safe here for now. The master is inside."

Song Yan took a deep breath and followed An Wu into the mansion quietly. There were also many guards in the mansion, vigilantly guarding every corner.

They came to a room and An Wu said, "Mr. Song, please go in."

Song Yan couldn't wait to walk into the room, only to see Shu Changyu sitting at the table, wiping Jiushao with a handkerchief.

Song Yan walked quickly to Shu Changyu's side, looked him up and down, and saw the blood on the corner of his clothes. She asked in panic, "Are you hurt?"

"No, it's someone else's blood." Shu Changyu saw Song Yan coming in in a panic, and then put down Jiu Shao and held Song Yan's hand, "Don't worry, I'm fine. But you, why did you come here so rashly? It's very dangerous here."

Song Yan looked at Shu Changyu: "I was worried about you, how could I not come? I was scared to death when I heard that you were attacked. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

Shu Changyu met his slightly red eyes and raised her hand to gently touch the corners of his eyes: "Are you crying?"

Song Yan's eyes were sore, but she still said stubbornly: "Who cried? I didn't."

Shu Changyu's dark eyes reflected the candlelight and were unusually bright.

He leaned slightly closer to Song Yan and wanted to put his arms around him, but his body was covered in blood and he was afraid of dirtying Song Yan, so he just clasped his arms loosely and did not really hug him.

Song Yan seemed to have noticed his thoughts, and took the initiative to step forward and hugged him tightly.

"I'm glad you're okay." Song Yan said sullenly, burying her head in his shoulder.

Shu Changyu's chest swelled and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Yanyan is so worried about me, which makes me very happy."

The candlelight on the table flickered slightly, and Song Yan finally calmed down. He let go of Shu Changyu, sat down and asked, "Who did it? Or was it the remnant of the previous emperor?"

"That's not like their style." Shu Changyu said.

After a quick meal, Song Yan had no appetite and could not sleep well. She talked to Shu Changyu and said that she and Manager Feng would go to the county government office to handle the land deed today...

At this time, the night was deep and the house was silent. However, this silence did not last long.

In the middle of the night, a slight sound broke the silence.