Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

The branches in front of the door sprouted tender buds, and a few birds were jumping up and down, chirping.

It was almost half a month's time as agreed with Shopkeeper Li. Song Yan picked up his backpack and prepared to go out.

Before leaving, Song Yan grumbled like an old woman: "I'm leaving now, remember what I told you."

"You have to eat eggs every day, but you can't eat too many, especially you, Erya. Don't be greedy."

"I've already told Aniu to come over and sleep with Erlin at night. Erya, remember to close the door tightly."

After Zhang Dashan came to steal things in the middle of the night, Song Yan was worried about leaving the kids at home, but he had made an agreement with Manager Li that he would have to pay compensation if he breached the agreement.

We can only let Aniu come and stay for one night.

I don’t know whether Brother He bought the puppy that I asked him to buy.

He would feel more at ease if he had a dog to guard the house.

"I'll be back in two days."

Erya stretched out her little hand and pushed him on the back, pushing him out the door: "I know, big brother, just go quickly, don't talk too much."

Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The little girl is so heartless that she even despises your brother."

Erlin walked him out the door and said, "I will take good care of the family. Big brother, please go early and come back early."

Uncle Dazhu, who had been waiting outside the yard for a while, shouted, "Xiao Song, get in the car!"

"Coming, coming." Song Yan trotted over and sat on the donkey cart.

"Uncle Dazhu, let's go."

It would take another half an hour to walk to the town. After Song Yan walked there once, her legs and feet were sore by the time she reached the town.

This time, he didn't plan to walk there again, so he asked Uncle Dazhu to give him a ride.

After getting in the car, Song Yan started chatting with him: "Uncle Dazhu, why haven't you driven out your cows?"

"The cow has been loaned out." said Uncle Dazhu.

"Why should we lend it out?" Song Yan didn't understand.

Although Uncle Dazhu is a man of few words, he always answers questions.

He patiently explained, "Laizi Zhang sprained his waist yesterday. If he lies down, there will be no one to do the work in the fields, so he asked me to borrow an ox to pull the plow to plow the fields."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Song Yan suddenly realized.

Uncle Dazhu went on to say that it was now the spring ploughing season, and they had to turn over the soil in the fields before the weather warmed up in preparation for the next sowing.

Not every family in the village can afford to buy a cow. Those who don’t have a cow have to wait until the families with cows have plowed the land before borrowing one from them.

Of course, every time we borrowed a cow, we would give it some food and other things.

In this way, people will be willing to lend their cows.

Uncle Dazhu talked about a lot of things in the fields. Song Yan had never been to the fields before, so he didn't quite understand what he was saying. However, he was very supportive and made all kinds of exaggerated expressions.

This makes the introverted Uncle Dazhu feel very accomplished.

When they arrived at the town, Uncle Dazhu was still not satisfied and wanted to send him to the county town.

Song Yan quickly stuffed five cents into his hand, then rented a donkey cart and went to the county town.

I chatted with the driver all the way.

The driver was a very talkative man. He traveled between Yunshan County and Xijiang Town all year round. He had a wide network of contacts and was well-informed.

Song Yan asked him if there was anything new happening in the county recently.

The driver thought for a moment and said, "Nothing new, but I have heard of a few new things."

Song Yan: "What's new?"

The driver gave him a look that said, "You don't know this, do you?" and then said excitedly, "It's bean curd skin and fermented tofu. These days, they also serve fermented tofu."

Song Yan was shocked. No way! The Thanos Gang had opened their shop so quickly and it seemed like sales were pretty good.

Even the coachmen in the town heard about it.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, thinking that he would get a lot of money next month.

"How ridiculous!" A big hand slammed heavily on the table, causing it to shake.

The man had a bald head, a hooked nose, a face full of flesh, and a fierce look.

Liu Wenxiu's hair suddenly stood on end, his legs trembled like a sieve, and he lowered his head so much that he wished there was a crack in the ground that he could crawl into.

Someone hurried forward and said, "Boss, calm down!"

The angry man was the leader of the Tianba Gang, Duan Hong.

"That son of a bitch Di Ying has done business for me, and you want me to calm down!"

He turned around, grabbed Liu Wenxiu's collar, and angrily said, "What did you tell me at the beginning? Destroy..."

Duan Hong was even reluctant to say the three words "Thanos Gang", as if saying them would be an insult to their Tianba Gang.

"If we take away their liquor business, their gang won't last long and will disband."

"Now, they have taken over my territory. Is this what you said? They can't hold on for much longer?"

"Tell me! Where did they get the recipe?"

Liu Wenxiu was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stammered, "I, I don't know either."

"You don't know?" Duan Hong sneered, raised his hand and threw Liu Wenxiu to the ground.

He looked down at him and said, "Since you don't know anything, what's the point of keeping you around?"

He didn't even think much of the liquor business that earned less than twenty taels a month. He took in Liu Wenxiu just to piss off Di Ying.

When he thought of him being furious but unable to rage, he felt refreshed.

But in less than a few days, Di Ying turned his life around by relying on a few dietary prescriptions. How could Duan Hong accept this?

Liu Wenxiu rolled and crawled to his feet, hugged Duan Hong's thighs, and cried bitterly: "Boss, give me three more days. In less than two days, I will definitely be able to get their prescription."

If it weren't for the protection of the Tianba Gang, Brother Ying would never let him go.

He couldn't, absolutely couldn't be abandoned by Duan Hong.

"Okay, I'll give you two more days." Duan Hong smiled sinisterly, "If you don't get their prescription in two days, you know what will happen."

He didn’t care whether it was the prescription or not, he just didn’t want Di Ying to have an easy time.

The revenge for taking two streets from him is not so easy to settle.

Liu Wenxiu nodded in fear and trepidation, his face covered with snot and tears, looking horribly ugly.

Duan Hong got angry when he saw his cowardly and incompetent appearance, and waved his hand to tell him to get out.

Liu Wenxiu crawled out in a panic as if he had been pardoned.

"I'm so angry!" Duan Hong became angrier the more he thought about it. There was an unknown rage in his heart that he couldn't vent, making him feel uncomfortable.

He had been doing well over the past few decades, except for a few times of being humiliated, all by Di Ying.

The first time was when Di Ying established the Thanos Gang. When he heard the name, he almost lost control and took out a knife to chop Di Ying.

The second time was again because of Di Ying, who took away two streets from his territory.

Duan Hong endured it that time because Di Ying fought like a madman with no regard for his life, and he didn't want to risk his life.

The third time is this time.

He couldn't bear it anymore because the third time happened was the last time.

Duan Hong looked sinister: "Go! Find a few people and smash their stall!"

One person said in embarrassment: "But the government prohibits gang fighting."

Duan Hong grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it to the ground. A crisp and sharp sound of shattering was heard, followed by an uncontrollable roar.

"Idiot, you can't say that eating their food killed someone, so you just find a random excuse to smash their stall."