Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Half a month later, Aniu's injury was completely healed, and taking advantage of the sunny weather, Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu took Aniu to Hedong Village to formally propose marriage.

Song Yan wanted to go over and join in the fun, but Shu Changyu wouldn't let him go out.

Song Yan had no choice but to watch Aniu and the others leave.

It was not until the third day that Aniu and his friends returned from Hedong Village.

Song Yan saw from a distance that Aniu was in high spirits, and Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu also looked happy, so it seemed that the marriage was a success.

Song Yan asked, "How is it going? Has the marriage been decided?"

Ah Niu scratched his head and grinned, "Brother Song, it's done! Uncle Wang and Mei Niang both agreed."

"Did they say when the wedding would be held?" Song Yan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Aunt Niu.

Aunt Niu took the tea and took a sip: "Let's set it in the early spring. I have to ask you to calculate the specific date."

Song Yan smiled and said, "That's good too. We still have plenty of time and can prepare well."

After talking for a while, Song Yan asked Aniu to go and have a rest first. After all, he must be exhausted from running around to propose marriage.

After Ah Niu left, Song Yan asked Aunt Niu with a smile: "What about Miss Wang? Are you satisfied?"

Aunt Niu smiled from ear to ear: "I am satisfied, Mei Niang is really perfect, she is pretty and kind. It is a blessing for our Ah Niu to marry her."

Originally, she was worried that Miss Wang was spoiled and difficult to get along with. After all, Aniu's vision was really poor.

Didn't Zhang Yue'er look gentle and virtuous before? But it turned out that her heart was as cunning as lotus root silk, full of twists and turns, and she fooled Ah Niu.

This time, Miss Wang saved Aniu's life. Even though she was a fierce and powerful character, she accepted it. After all, saving a life is more important than anything else.

At worst, after Aniu gets married, the couple can live separately to avoid friction in the future.

But after this trip, Aunt Niu was completely relieved. Mei Niang spoke softly, worked neatly and thoughtfully, and looked like someone who could manage a household.

Song Yan heard this and said with a smile: "Aunt, you can put your mind at ease now."

Aunt Niu said with emotion: "Yes, I just hope that Ah Niu and Mei Niang can live in harmony and have a baby in our family soon."

Song Yan: "Aunt, just wait to hold your grandson."

A few days later, Aunt Niu asked her husband to calculate the date and set it on the tenth day of the second lunar month after the beginning of spring.

After setting the date, Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu packed up and went back. Song Yan knew that the two elders would feel uncomfortable with Shu Changyu around, so she didn't try to keep them. She just reminded them to remember to heat the kang more often when it was cold so as not to catch a cold.

Song Yan was not sure whether the snowstorm was over. If there was another sudden snowstorm and he was saving firewood at this time, he would be in trouble.

Song Yan did not ask Aunt Niu about the disaster situation in the village, and Aunt Niu also changed her usual nagging nature and did not mention it on her own initiative.

From the few words Song Zhengdu mentioned before, Song Yan could imagine how severe this blizzard would be.

I don't know what the situation is in the county. County Magistrate Lin should have made preparations in advance, but the blizzard was so fierce that even people in Zhangjia Village who had no shortage of firewood froze to death, not to mention other places.

Yunshan County.

At this time, the county town was in a desolate state.

The streets were covered in thick snow, and although people organized by the county government were clearing it, the progress was slow.

Most of the shops had their doors tightly closed, and the icicles hanging on the door panels were swaying in the cold wind.

Only a few shops selling grain and charcoal were still open, and their doors were crowded with people coming to buy.

Yuecha and Xiyangyang on Jixiang Street are still open for business.

Although there weren't many customers in the Yuecha shop, people were coming in one after another.

Starting from the first snow, the store began to offer hot drinks at one penny a cup, including ginger soup made with old ginger, which is spicy and warming, sweet soup made with hawthorn, which is sweet and sour and appetizing, and sweet water made with red dates, which is sweet and nourishing.

Although there are only a few simple things, they are like timely help to the people who are shivering in the cold wind.

At this time, an old man in shabby brown clothes walked into the Yuecha shop, took out a penny with trembling hands, and bought a cup of ginger soup.

Xiao Chunzi quickly took the money, poured the old man a full cup of steaming ginger soup, handed it to him with both hands and said, "Old man, drink slowly, be careful not to burn yourself."

The old man took the ginger soup, his lips were frozen purple, he said "thank you" shiveringly, and couldn't wait to drink a sip.

After taking this sip, the old man suddenly felt a warm current flowing from his throat to his stomach, and his body was no longer so stiff.

He looked at Xiao Chunzi with gratitude, drank a few more sips, and his face gradually turned red.

At this time, a few passers-by came into the store in a hurry, with a thin layer of frost on their eyebrows and hair.

Xiao Chunzi hurriedly greeted: "Dear guests, please come in and warm up your bodies and drink some hot drinks to drive away the cold."

One of them rubbed his hands and said, "This horrible weather is going to freeze us to death." As he spoke, several people paid for hot drinks and sat in a corner, drinking and complaining about the snowstorm.

"This snow is too heavy. The food at home is almost gone, and I don't know when it will stop." A middle-aged man frowned, his face full of worry.

"Who said it wasn't true? Those shabby houses in my family were almost collapsed by the snow, but luckily they managed to hold on." Another tall and thin man echoed.

"I heard that the county government has organized people to clean the streets and set up soup kitchens, but I don't know how long they can last." A man wearing a tattered felt hat interrupted.

Everyone was talking at the same time, and the atmosphere was heavy.

At this time, a woman holding a child came in. The child's face was red from the cold and he kept crying.

Xiao Chunzi quickly poured the woman a cup of sweet red date water and said, "Sister-in-law, give the child something to drink to warm him up first."

Just now, the old man drank a cup of ginger soup and after warming up, he quietly wanted to leave the shop. Xiao Chunzi saw that the old man was about to leave, so he hurried forward and said, "Old man, why don't you sit for a while? It's snowing heavily outside."

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "No, kid, I'm warm now, I have to go back to see my old friend. His health is worse than mine, I'm afraid he can't stand it alone at home."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chunzi quickly filled a bamboo cup with steaming ginger soup, and took out a bag of spicy strips and konjac wrapped in dried lotus leaves that she had bought from next door.

He originally saved this for himself. On such a cold day, one bite of the spicy strips warms up his whole body.

But looking at the old man's thin and worn brown clothes, Xiao Chunzi handed it to him without hesitation.

He said, "Old man, take these with you and give them to your old friend to try and warm him up."

The old man was so moved that his eyes were red, and his voice trembled slightly: "Good boy, your kindness will definitely be rewarded."

After saying that, he carefully put the things in his arms and left in the wind and snow.

When other people in the store saw this scene, they felt a warm feeling in their hearts.

The middle-aged man said with emotion: "The guys at Yuecha are all warm-hearted. They are still able to take care of us in such a cold weather."

"Boss Song is a kind-hearted person. He allows the store to continue doing good deeds like this." The tall and thin man continued.

A cup of hot soup for one penny is like giving it away for free. You don't make any profit at all. It's simply a losing business.

How can this not inspire admiration!

Everyone nodded and praised Yuecha and Song Yan for their good deeds.

At the next door Xiyangyang, even in the freezing snow, there are customers coming to buy a few strings of spicy noodles or a bag of konjac.

Everyone found that eating spicy food can indeed warm up the body quickly. Word of mouth spread, and the method of eating spicy food to keep warm spread throughout Yunshan County.

It all started when a young man told a story about a night of heavy snowfall when his family's charcoal fire burned out and the whole family huddled together due to the cold.

He was woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. In a daze, he touched a spicy strip he had bought before. Thinking of giving it a try, he took a bite.

The strong spicy taste instantly exploded in his mouth, making him cry out in pain, but then a hot current rose from his stomach, and the coldness in his body was actually dispelled a lot.

I kept smoking one cigarette after another until dawn.

After this story spread, spicy strips and konjac noodles became hot commodities in Yunshan County.

If there weren't purchase restrictions on these two items, they would have been sold out long ago.

Even so, there are still many people waiting at the door of Xiyangyang every day, hoping to buy more.

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