Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

On the way, Song Yan repeatedly reminded me: "Remember to put on more clothes when it's cold. Put the cotton-padded jacket you just made together with the quilt. Put it on when you feel cold. Don't just focus on studying in the private school. You should also rest when you need to. Don't tire yourself out."

"If there's anything, ask someone to bring a message home. Don't be stingy with food and clothing. Tell me if you need anything."

Song Zhengdu agreed to all of them.

Arriving at the gate of the private school, Song Zhengdu got out of the car, turned around and said to Song Yan: "Brother, be careful on your way back."

Song Yan nodded, watched Song Zhengdu walk into the private school, and then drove away.

On the way, he went to the butcher Ma and bought some large bones and pig offal. After leaving the city, he saw that there was no one on the road, so he put them directly into the space kitchen, then took out ten pounds of raw meat and went to the farm.

"Uncle Zheng, how is the little tiger doing recently?" Song Yan asked as he walked towards the north yard.

Butler Zheng said with a smile: "The little guy has been very noisy recently. He is very energetic and has been playing in the yard all day. His appetite has also increased a lot. He eats several kilograms of fresh meat every day. However, he has grown stronger and more majestic."

"It's just that its claws can't stay idle. It scratched several pots of flowers in my yard."

Although Butler Zheng's tone was disdainful, his face showed his affection.

After hearing what he said, Song Yan also laughed: "It looks like the injury has healed completely."

As they were talking, they had already arrived at the North Courtyard.

The tiger cub was biting a football that came from nowhere, and it was torn into pieces.

Seeing Song Yan coming, it dropped the ball and pounced over.

The guard next to him was already familiar with the tiger cub's temperament, and he quickly stepped aside to stop the tiger cub.

Butler Zheng shook his head and smiled helplessly: "This little guy is used to scaring people."

Song Yan took out the ten kilograms of raw meat and fed it to the tiger cub.

The tiger cub ate voraciously and soon finished all the meat. He even licked his lips with satisfaction.

Song Yan looked at it and twitched her lips: "It looks like it's still not full."

Ten kilograms of raw meat a day is not enough to eat, who can afford it?

Butler Zheng said, "This animal's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid it will be hard to feed him in the future."

Song Yan patted the tiger cub's head and said, "Let's release it back to the forest in a few days. It's not a long-term solution to keep it in this farm."

I was also worried that the tiger cubs would be too wild and difficult to tame, and might run out of the village and hurt someone, which would be troublesome.

Butler Zheng echoed, "Master, what you said makes sense, but I really can't bear to see this tiger cub go."

"No matter how reluctant you are to leave, the forest is where it belongs." Song Yan stroked the big cat again, "I hope you can live freely in the forest."

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves in the yard rustled. It was so cool that people couldn't help but shiver.

Song Yan looked up at the sky and said, "Uncle Zheng, I feel like the weather has been a little unusual these days. It might suddenly drop in temperature someday. We have to prepare in advance."

Butler Zheng nodded and said, "Master, rest assured. I have already given instructions to have them prepare more charcoal and thick beddings, and the grain in the warehouse has also been covered with moisture-proof oilcloth."

Song Yan continued, "Also, the livestock shed needs to be reinforced and kept warm. The livestock must not be allowed to freeze. Also, tell the kitchen to prepare more pickled vegetables and dry food, just in case."

Butler Zheng replied, "I understand. I will arrange it right away."

Song Yan walked around the farm again, checked other situations, and when he saw that there was no problem, he went out and walked towards the fields.

From a distance, he saw Ah Niu bending over and working in the field. Song Yan walked up to him and called out, "Ah Niu!"

Ah Niu straightened up when he heard the call, and when he saw it was Song Yan, he smiled innocently: "Brother Song, you're back?"

"Hey!" Song Yan looked up at the fields, and saw tomatoes of all sizes dotted among the large green vines. Some were still green, while others had already turned a light red.

"Brother Song!" Dongsheng also came over.

Song Yan squatted on the edge of the field and talked to the two of them.

"In half a month, all the vegetables will be harvested, leaving nothing behind."

Dongsheng was surprised: "This vegetable has just started to grow. We can harvest another crop next month. Isn't it too hasty to harvest it now?"

"We've harvested them all." Song Yan insisted. He explained, "I heard that there will be a heavy snowfall in half a month. If we don't harvest them, all the vegetables will be frozen in the ground, which will be a big loss."

Ah Niu was puzzled: "But in previous years, snow always fell in November. Why is it so early this year?"

"It may be because the drought lasted too long this year that the snow fell early. In short, it is better to believe it than not to believe it. It is better to prepare early than to be in a panic when the time comes." Song Yan said.

Dongsheng looked worried: "Brother Song, even if we collect them, we have nowhere to store so many vegetables."

Song Yan thought for a moment and said, "There's still some room in the cellar in the farm. We can put some of the vegetables in there first, and make the rest into pickles or dried vegetables."

"It can only be this way."

Song Yan continued, "As for the pepper and tomato seedlings, see how you can save the seeds so we can continue planting next year."

Tomatoes and peppers are perennial plants. As long as they are properly cared for, they will continue to bear fruit next year.

However, Song Yan had never farmed before, so he was not sure how to save seeds.

Last year, the tomatoes planted in the valley were left to fend for themselves, but they didn't freeze to death. This year they are growing even more vigorously and have spread to a large area.

I don’t think they will survive this year. It’s too cold. If nothing is done, they will all freeze to death when a heavy snow comes.

Ah Niu rubbed his muddy hands and asked, "We can continue planting next year. Isn't it just like eggplants, which can grow every year without having to plant them again every year?"

"Hmm." Song Yan touched his chin. "In theory, that's right. As long as we keep good seeds and take good care of them, we can have a harvest every year."

Dongsheng thought quickly and came up with a solution immediately.

"Then we can save the seeds just like we did for the eggplant seedlings. We can dig them out, cut off the branches and leaves, and bury them in the soil. They should be able to survive the winter."

Song Yan: "Then give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can just plant new ones next year."

At the same time, a snowstorm was brewing on the prairie thousands of miles away.

The wind and snow were like knives, cutting the sky. The thick dark clouds pressed down heavily, and the sky and the earth were dark.