Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

When most of the people had left, the village chief forced a smile and said in a gentle tone, "Xiao Song, Dashan was wrong this time. I will ask him to apologize to you another day."

Song Yan politely said "no need". He knew that the village chief was just talking. If he could get Zhang Dashan to apologize, he would have asked him to apologize just now. Why wait until another day?

The village chief said a few more words dryly: "You are grown up and sensible now. Your parents in heaven will also be pleased."

Song Yan nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing that he was still unmoved, the village chief was a little annoyed. He said earnestly: "What I said just now was just a momentary anger. Don't take it to heart."

Then he paused for a moment and continued, "Although your father's surname is not Zhang, he has lived in the village for decades. You are all members of our Zhangjia Village. In the future, don't say anything about whether your surname is different from others, so as not to hurt our relationship."

After saying that, the village chief went back on his crutches. He didn't see Song Yan and smiled sarcastically.

I looked back and saw that Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu had not left yet.

He said gratefully: "Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu, today is all thanks to you."

Aunt Niu said, "Don't be so polite. Judging from your expression, you must have not slept all night last night. Go back and get some rest."

Song Yan then nodded to Aniu. No matter what, he would remember this favor and would repay them when he had the chance in the future.

After entering the yard and closing the door, I took another look and saw that Erlin and Erya also had the same dark circles under their eyes.

He couldn't help but say with a smile: "Today I have become a national treasure again."

"Brother, what national treasure are you talking about?" Erlin didn't quite hear what he said, he only heard the word "national treasure".

"Nothing." Song Yan took some cold water and patted her face to make herself sober.

"Just eat something in the morning, and then go back and have a good sleep."

Song Yan cooked a pot of porridge, chopped up the wild vegetables she had dug yesterday, threw them into the porridge, cracked two eggs, and finally sprinkled some chopped green onions and oil.

But it still tastes good.

After eating, everyone went back to the room for a nap.

Song Yan slept until the afternoon. After waking up, he was not idle either. He asked Aniu to go up the mountain to cut bamboo.

He felt that the fence in the yard was not strong enough, so he planned to cut some bamboo, build a wall, and then surround it with a few circles of thorns. In this way, not to mention petty thieves, even wild beasts would have to think twice before coming in.

There is no clear name for who owns the bamboo forest on the mountain. Basically, anyone in the village who needs the bamboo can go up the mountain to cut it.

Song Yan specifically picked up bamboos as big as bowls to chop. Chopping bamboo is a strenuous job. After chopping only five or six bamboos, she felt a little tired and leaned against the bamboo to rest.

And Aniu seemed to have endless energy. He chopped down more than ten bamboos in one breath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, and continued chopping.

After a break, he continued chopping.

Song Yan didn't stop until his wrists were sore and painful. He counted the bamboos on the ground and decided to chop a few more.

He panted and said, "Niu, I'll drag the bamboo down the mountain first and come back up later."

"Okay." Aniu replied.

Song Yan tied up the bamboo with ropes and carried it on his shoulders. The bamboo was really heavy, each one was more than ten meters high. After he carried the bamboo, he could hardly stand and staggered down the mountain.

When he got home, he put the bamboo outside because the yard was too small to hold it.

Uncle Niu was building a sheepfold for the ewes. When he saw Song Yan coming back, panting, he smiled and said, "Niu is very strong. You can't carry so much. Just let Niu carry it."

Song Yan also laughed: "You can't ask Ah Niu to do everything. I'm a few years older than him. If you don't feel sorry for him, I do."

Uncle Niu: "How can we not feel sorry for him? Ah Niu is just a brute force boy, he has no other skills, and he is very clumsy with his words. His mother and I are worried that he won't be able to find a wife."

"With you two old people worrying about him, how can he not find a wife?" Song Yan didn't say that Yueyue was still thinking about him.

At this time, Aunt Niu came over and asked, "Xiao Song, how do you want to make this dress?"

Song Yan said, "Make a set of clothes for me, Erlin, and Erya. If there are any extra, make some diapers for Yaya. Thank you for your help, auntie."

"Okay." Aunt Niu said with a smile, "Leave it to me. I promise to make it beautiful for you."

Song Yan drank a glass of water and went up the mountain again. He happened to meet Aniu, who was carrying a dozen bamboos down easily.

Song Yan was so impressed that she said, "Aniu, put some down and let me get it."

"No need, Brother Song. I can do it alone." Aniu said without even taking a breath.

Song Yan: "That's great."

The two of them ran back and forth several times before they got all the bamboo down the mountain.

After the bamboo is cut, it needs to be dried in the sun for a few days to allow the moisture to evaporate quickly. This not only prevents decay but also prevents insect eggs from rotting.

During these few days, Song Yan expanded the yard, and built a sheeppen for the ewes on the left side of the kitchen.

A simple woodshed was built in the middle to prevent the strong smell from the sheep pen from drifting into the kitchen.

A bowl of soaked soybeans every day, the ewe has enough milk, and half a basin can be squeezed out each time. The freshly squeezed goat milk cannot be drunk directly, it must be cooked, and then a little honey is added to barely cover up the mutton smell in the goat milk.

The twins were a little disgusted at first, but when they heard that drinking goat's milk was good for the body and could help grow taller, they immediately fell in love with it.

Plus, honey is added to the goat milk, which makes it sweet, and the slight goat smell is not unbearable.

But Yaya is still a baby and cannot eat honey, so her goat milk does not have honey added, otherwise the taste would be very smelly.

At first Yaya was reluctant to drink. As soon as she was fed, she spit it out. Song Yan coaxed her for a long time before she fed her a spoonful.

After she gradually got used to goat's milk, she could barely drink a bowl of it every day.

After a few days, Yaya's little face became rounder and felt great to the touch. Song Yanrua couldn't let it go.

After the moisture in the bamboo has dried up, each bamboo is cut into two-meter lengths and tied together tightly with hemp ropes to form a fence as high as a bamboo raft.

Every two meters, a tree trunk as thick as a thigh was driven into the ground to prevent the bamboo wall from collapsing due to external forces.

With the help of Uncle Niu, the two-meter-high wall was finally built in three days.

Song Yan looked at the bamboo wall surrounding the yard and felt a sense of security in her heart. Now she could finally sleep soundly.

No, it's almost thorny.

The thorns on the mountain were very prickly and there was no gloves at home, so Song Yan had to wrap both hands with linen, then went up the mountain to cut some thorns and hung them on the bamboo wall.

Aunt Niu couldn't help but feel a little excited when she saw this. Tomorrow when there's no farming season, she'll have a wall around her yard. It won't be hard to tell if it's safe from thieves, but it can also protect against wild beasts and she can sleep peacefully at night.

The weather was gradually getting warmer. Song Yan lay on a bamboo rocking chair, basking in the sun, feeling so leisurely.

No need to travel all over the world to shoot videos or stay up late every day to edit materials. This kind of life is really wonderful.

Aunt Niu was used to being busy, and couldn't bear to see him sitting idle, so she called him to go up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots together.

"Dig bamboo shoots," Song Yan got up impatiently when she heard that they were going to dig bamboo shoots. "Auntie, wait a moment. I'll be right there."

He carried his special backpack, took his hoe and hatchet, and quickly followed Aunt Niu.

The spring bamboo shoots are very tender at this time. When fried with bacon, they are fresh and fragrant. Just thinking about it makes me drool.

When he was cutting bamboo a few days ago, he saw spring bamboo shoots emerging from the ground, but he was too busy to dig them and later forgot about it.

Fortunately, Aunt Niu asked him to dig bamboo shoots together.

Song Yan thought that her aunt was a person worth getting along with, as she never forgot to call him whenever there was something good.

Aunt Niu: ...

She just couldn't bear to see this guy being so idle and wanted to find him something to do.