Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

"Then let's wait a little longer." Song Yan picked up the account book on the table and looked through it carefully. Except for the glass cup that was auctioned at a high price, the auction prices of other items were almost the same.

After waiting for about quarter of an hour, Li Yunting walked in with a middle-aged man with a big belly.

Song Yan glanced at the middle-aged man, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said "oh" in his heart.

Isn’t this Boss Liu?

When the other party saw Song Yan, he was also surprised, as if he didn't expect to meet him here.

Boss Liu quickly calmed down and said with a fake smile: "Boss Song, what a coincidence!"

Song Yan curled his lips and said, "Boss Liu, it's really a coincidence."

Li Yunting had already forgotten Song Yan, whom he had met once during the Lantern Festival, and was still talking to himself, "The banknotes are all here. Hurry up and give me the glass cup."

"Mr. Li, don't be impatient. Count the amount first." Song Yan looked calm.

Li Yunting glared at Song Yan, but didn't say anything else.

Xiao Chunzi took the banknotes and counted them carefully.

Boss Liu's face was uncertain. After making the harsh words that day, he found someone to teach Song Yan a lesson.

He found a few gang members, but when they heard that they were going to deal with the owner of Yuecha, they all shook their heads and refused.

He was also advised not to provoke this man.

He also told him in detail the background and strengths of Yuecha’s owner.

"Have you heard of Brother Ying from the Thanos Gang? He is a ruthless character who kills without blinking an eye. He once said that anyone who dares to cause trouble for the Yuecha owner will become an enemy of his entire Thanos Gang."

"There is also the son of the Lin County Magistrate's family, who also has some friendship with the owner of Yuecha."

"So he is a man who has everything under the sun. You, Boss Liu, are not afraid of him, but we are just small fry. We really can't afford to offend him."

"Boss Liu, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible, so as not to bring disaster upon yourself."

Boss Liu never imagined that the owner of an ordinary tea shop had so many complicated forces backing him up.

For a moment, I was angry and annoyed, but I didn't dare to act rashly.

It is true that he has a relationship with the prefect, but they are not real relatives. In the provincial capital, he can still borrow the prefect's power to bully others, but here in a foreign place, the title of prefect is not so useful.

Even though Boss Liu was unwilling, he had to swallow his anger.

At this moment, facing Song Yan, he had to pretend to be friendly. Being able to organize such a large-scale and highly anticipated charity auction, Song Yan's ability should obviously not be underestimated.

If Liu Deyi wants to continue running his business in Yunshan County for a long time, he cannot easily offend people like Song Yan.

Thinking of this, Liu Deyi forced a smile and said, "Mr. Song, I apologize for offending you before. I hope you can be magnanimous and not hold it against me."

Song Yan looked up at him and smiled hypocritically: "Boss Liu, you are joking. From now on, we will make money by being harmonious."

After hearing this, Liu Deyi felt a little relieved and said hurriedly, "That's right, if Mr. Song needs me in the future, just let me know."

Song Yan nodded perfunctorily: "Then thank you, Boss Liu."

At this time, Xiao Chunzi counted the banknotes, confirmed that they were correct and said, "Boss, the amount is correct."

Song Yan smiled slightly: "Well, Master Li, this glass cup is yours."

The waiter at the side handed the brocade box containing the glass cup to Li Yunting. Li Yunting took it, opened the box and took a look at it, nodded with satisfaction, then closed the lid and handed the box to Boss Liu.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Song Yan said to them, "If you two have nothing else to do, please feel free to do as you please."

Liu Deyi hurriedly bowed and said, "Mr. Song, we'll see you another day." Then he walked out with Li Yunting.

Just as they were leaving, Song Yan heard Li Yunting's contemptuous tone: "Who is this Song? Uncle Liu, why are you so polite to him?"

Song Yan was a little speechless. How stupid was this Mr. Li? He dared to nag at him behind his back without even leaving the house.

Xiao Chunzi immediately frowned and said sinisterly: "This Li guy doesn't know how to live or die. How dare he look down on the boss like this!"

"Come on, there's no need to get angry at such a person." Song Yan waved her hand, "Pack your things. You've worked hard today. I'll give you an extra month's salary later."

Xiao Chunzi immediately said happily: "Thank you, boss!"

Afterwards, someone sent the silver raised from the charity auction to the bank, and the account book was handed over to Lin Yifeng, and the matter was almost over.

When I came out from the backstage, I saw Song Zhengdu standing at the gate of the theater, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking about.

Song Yan walked forward and patted Song Zhengdu on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in it."

Song Zhengdu came back to his senses and pursed his lips and said, "Brother, His Royal Highness Prince Hui has already gone back."

"Oh." Song Yan responded, "Just go back, it's time for us to go back."

I've been very tired these past few days, so I'll go back and have a good sleep.

On Song Wanzhou's side, she and the nanny sent by Lin Yifeng escorted all the female guests out of the villa, and then ran over to Song Yan to take credit.

"Brother, did I perform well today? Those ladies all praised me for being smart!" Song Wanzhou looked at Song Yan with a proud look on his face.

Song Yan smiled and rubbed Song Wanzhou's head: "Well done! I'll make you something delicious later. Let's go back now, Yaya must miss us."

The rest was left to Lin Yifeng and Gao Ruowang to deal with, and Song Yan took the twins back to her residence.

After working for a few days, Song Yan collapsed on the chair as soon as he returned to his residence.

Yaya ran over with her short legs, grabbed the corner of Song Yan's clothes with her little hands, and said in a baby voice, "Brother Da, hug me."

Song Yan sat up straight with great effort, held Yaya in her arms and pinched her face.

These days they go out early and come back late, so it is not convenient to take Yaya with them to run around, so they let An Qi take care of Yaya.

Yaya seemed to know that her brothers and sisters were busy with things, so she followed Anqi these days without crying or making a fuss and was very well-behaved.

It really makes people feel pity and love.

After a short rest and a simple dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Song Yan first coaxed Yaya to sleep, then tiptoed out of the room.

At this time, he heard Song Zhengdu calling him from behind: "Brother, wait!"

Song Yan stopped and turned around: "Erlin, what's wrong?"

Song Zhengdu lowered his head, looking a little annoyed: "Brother, I shouldn't have listened to the young prince and bid for the glass lamp today. I made you so angry and almost ruined the whole thing."

"At that time, the young prince gave me the order, and I didn't think too much about it. I just did it in a rush. Big brother, I was wrong. You can scold me now."

Song Yan looked at Song Zhengdu's dejected look and said with some amusement, "Why would I scold you? The prince has given an order, so you shouldn't disobey him."

And if they hadn't been making a fuss, the glass lamp wouldn't have been sold at such a high price.

"Okay, go back and rest early. This matter is over. From now on, don't do everything according to the little prince's temper. He is young, so just coax him more." Song Yan waved his hand and said.

However, it is probably impossible to deal with the young prince from now on.

Wash up and lie down on the bed.

But Song Yan did not fall asleep immediately, and was still thinking about what happened today.

The more he thought about it, the more incredible it seemed.

The little pomegranate turned out to be King Hui!

Shu Changyu and King Hui are half brothers!

What the hell is this!