Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Shopkeeper Li saw Song Yan's miserable appearance and couldn't help but show surprise: "Little brother Song, what happened to you?"

He quickly reached out and supported Song Yan: "Please come in and rest for a while."

Song Yan entered the private room, sat down, and hurriedly drank a few sips of tea before he managed to calm his breathing.

"I arrived at the county town at noon," he explained with a wry smile, "but I encountered some accidents on the way, which delayed me a lot of time, so I arrived late."

As he spoke, he carefully placed the basket on the ground and took out bright red apples one by one from it.

He carefully examined them and was pleased to find that the skin of each apple was intact.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to lay several thick layers of straw at the bottom of the basket to protect these "golden apples".

"Fifteen naise, not one less."

Shopkeeper Li also personally inspected and confirmed that every apple was flawless.

So he paid the balance without hesitation.

Song Yan put away the silver and the burden in his heart was lifted. At this moment, he was already starving.

He touched his shriveled stomach and said shyly, "Manager Li, can you prepare a few dishes for me? I haven't eaten since noon."

Shopkeeper Li was carefully putting the pears into a bamboo basket and covering it with a layer of gauze.

After doing all this, he was in a good mood and his smile became more sincere: "Please sit down first, I will ask the kitchen to prepare it for you."

At the same time, outside Xiangfeng Building.

Shu Changsheng complained, "Why did you go to the government office without sending anyone back to inform me? You made me wait for you on the street for a long time in vain."

Shu Changyu looked a little lazy and said simply, "I forgot."

"Forgot?!" Shu Changsheng accused him aggrievedly, "How could you forget!"

The two walked into the restaurant while talking.

The shop assistant came out and greeted him: "Sir, please come in."

After saying this, he recognized the person and immediately showed his joy: "It turns out to be Miss Shu."

"Miss Shu, please come upstairs quickly."

Shu Changyu asked lazily, "Where is Shopkeeper Li?"

The shop assistant replied, "The shopkeeper is upstairs. I'll send for him right away."

Then he told another waiter, "Mu Tou, go up and inform the shopkeeper that Miss Shu is here."

Mu Tou responded dully and went upstairs to inform Manager Li.

Shu Changyu didn't want to go through the trouble: "Don't bother, just prepare the food and send it to the private room."

Shopkeeper Li was about to leave with a basket of fragrant apples.

At this moment, Mu Tou knocked on the door and reported, "Boss, Miss Shu is here."

How could it be such a coincidence? Shopkeeper Li was in a dilemma for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "Please ask Miss Shu to go into the private room and wait for a while. I will be there later."

He originally planned to send Nai Zi to the master's residence. Today, the master sent people to inquire several times, and now he might be unable to wait any longer.

"The Miss Shu you are talking about," Song Yan asked, "is it Shu Changyu?"

Shopkeeper Li was surprised and asked, "Master Song also knows Miss Shu?"

Song Yan said with emotion: "Thanks to Miss Shu's help today, I was able to escape from the predicament. I just rushed here in a hurry and haven't been able to thank you properly."

He turned to Mu Tou and begged, "Please ask Miss Shu to come upstairs and talk. Tell her that Song Yan wants to see you."

Mu Tou responded and left.

Just as he reached the stairs, he saw Shu Changyu walking up the stairs slowly.

Then he said, "Miss Shu, there is a distinguished guest named Song Yan who would like to invite you to a private room for a gathering."

Shu Changsheng frowned slightly: "Who is Song Yan?"

An unknown man suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Shu Changyu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Lead the way."

Mu Tou led the two through the corridor to the door of the last private room, knocked lightly and pushed the door open.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a young man sitting facing the door.

Shu Changyu smiled: "What a coincidence."

Song Yan stood up to greet him and shouted, "Shu..."

The word "Miss Shu" almost came out of his mouth.

He changed his words in time: "Changyu, I didn't expect to meet you here again."

When Shu Changsheng saw Song Yan's appearance, he suddenly realized that it was this silly boy.

Song Yan had no idea what the other party called him behind his back, and he greeted him warmly, "Please take a seat."

Shopkeeper Li smiled and said, "It's good that you two know each other. There's no need for me to introduce you."

Seeing his anxious look, Song Yan said considerately, "Boss, you go ahead and do your work. I will entertain you."

Shopkeeper Li looked at Shu Changyu, still quite worried.

Shu Changyu nodded and said, "I am here just to have a meal today. If the shopkeeper has something urgent to do, you can leave first and don't need to greet us."

Shopkeeper Li bowed and said, "Then I'll take my leave now. I'll treat you well next time."

Then he couldn't wait to leave with the pear.

The door of the private room closed again.

Song Yan poured a cup of tea for the two of them and said, "Thanks to your help today, I have no way to repay you. This time I should treat you, Shu... Changyu, to a simple meal."

Shu Changyu sat down elegantly, opposite him.

"What does Changyu want to eat?" Song Yan asked Mu Tou, "Is there a menu in the store?"

Shu Changyu gently held the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "I've ordered the dishes to be prepared."

"Do you need any more drinks?" Song Yan asked.

Shu Changyu still looked lazy: "I don't drink."

"Then let's drink tea. The tea in the store is just average."

The restaurant uses ordinary Pu'er tea, which has a slightly bland taste.

Song Yan remembered that he had a collection of precious tea leaves in his kitchen. He said, "If you like tea, I'll bring some over next time and treat you to some."

Shu Changsheng watched the two of them flirting with each other. He had countless questions in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask. He just kept them in his heart, feeling anxious, as if a cat's claws were scratching him.

Song Yan did not ignore Shu Changsheng either. He pretended to be suspicious and asked, "What is your name, brother?"

Shu Changsheng said: "My name is Shu Changsheng, the third child in the family. I should be a few years older than you. Just call me 'Shu San Ge'."

Song Yan had read the novel repeatedly, so she naturally knew that Shu Changyu had three brothers: the eldest brother Shu Changwen, the second brother Shu Changwu, and the third brother Shu Changsheng.

The Shu Changsheng in front of him should be his third brother.

He vaguely remembered that when he first met Shu Changyu, he seemed to hear him call him "Third Brother."

Song Yan said: "My name is Song Yan, the same as cilantro."

Shu Changsheng subconsciously asked, "Then don't you like eating coriander?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "The name just represents the good wishes of the elders, but I really like eating coriander."

Hearing this, Shu Changyu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you sure coriander is edible?"

When she heard his tone, Song Yan's heart skipped a beat. It was over. It seemed that the heroine didn't like coriander.

When it comes to coriander, those who like it love it to the extreme, while those who hate it hate it to the core.

There is no doubt that Shu Changyu belongs to the latter.

Their whole family loves to eat coriander, except Shu Changyu, who can't even smell the slightest bit of coriander.

When he couldn't speak yet, his mother put coriander in his porridge. He took a bite, immediately frowned and spit it out, and refused to eat that day.

From then on, if their family wanted to eat coriander, they had to cook a meal with coriander at home when Shu Changyu was out.

As a loyal fan of coriander, Song Yan tried to justify its reputation: "In fact, coriander is very delicious and has high nutritional value. According to doctors, it can also strengthen the stomach and digestion, dispel wind and detoxify."

Shu Changyu looked sour and said disdainfully, "Which quack doctor said that?"

"No, you are not allowed to eat it anyway."

This is too overbearing. Not only does he not eat it himself, he also doesn't allow others to eat it.

Song Yan only dared to complain in her heart, and said hypocritically: "How about I go and tell the shop assistants to not put coriander in the dishes."

Shu Changyu said calmly: "No need, they don't dare."

Xiangfenglou knew his eating preferences and would never put coriander in his food.

As he spoke, the waiter came up with the food.