Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

The voice was transmitted into the house, and the next moment, the sound of "patter patter" footsteps was heard inside.

Then the door opened and a little head popped out.

As the little girl tentatively called out, "Brother?"

Seeing Song Yan coming back, Erya was not surprised at all. Instead, she looked surprised: "Brother, why are you back so early?"

Seeing her downcast face, Song Yan suddenly felt something was wrong. He joked, "Why, you're so unhappy to see me back? Next time, I'll stay in the county for a few more days."

"No way." Erya stamped her feet anxiously, but didn't know how to explain.

At this time, Erlin came out of the kitchen, holding a medical book in his hand, and called out politely, "Big Brother."

Song Yan handed him the chicken coop containing the goose: "Here."

And Erya reached out to take the package: "Brother, let me help you get it."

The package looked big, but it was actually not very heavy, so Song Yan gave it to her and he carried the backpack himself.

Erya was holding the package. She turned around and saw Song Yan entering the yard and walking towards the house. She hurriedly called him, "Brother, wait a moment."

Song Yan was stopped as soon as he reached the door. His doubts grew even stronger. What shameful thing was going on inside? Why wasn't he allowed in?

Out of curiosity, I took a look inside.

I was stunned when I saw it.

There was a group of little girls about the same age as Erya inside. When they saw Song Yan coming in, they all blushed and didn't know where to look.

Are these all Erya’s sisters?

He looked at Erlin inquiringly.

Erlin nodded helplessly.

At this time, the little girl with a peach blossom on her head mustered up her courage and timidly called out, "Brother Song."

Then he said to Arya: "Let's go back first."

After saying that, they ran out in panic.

Arya had a distressed look on her face. She lowered her head and scratched the ground with the tip of her shoes.

She thought her eldest brother would be back in the afternoon and was too lazy to go out, so she called all the sisters to come home to play. She didn't expect her eldest brother to come home so early and she was caught by him.

Thinking of this, Erya felt a little shy and awkward.

Before, Erya always went out to play with her little sisters, and sometimes she would bring Yaya with her.

So Song Yan didn't realize that the little girl also needed her own space.

The house is small, and he is an adult man, so Erya’s sisters usually don’t come home.

Song Yan thought to herself that when she built a house in the future, she would have to make a separate yard for the two little girls in her family.

Watching the little girls run away in fear one by one, leaving only Erya's lonely back.

Song Yan couldn't help but said, "Wait a minute."

He took out the snacks he bought from the county town, handed them to Erya, and said, "Give some to your sisters."

Seeing Erya pouting and not being very happy, Song Yan patted her hair and whispered, "Brother has hidden more delicious cookies, just for you, take these and share them."

After hearing what he said, Arya forced a smile.

She held the snack box and said to the ladies, "Hehua, come here."

The little girl with peach blossoms on her head turned around, and the other little girls hurriedly followed.

A group of people came to the yard and surrounded Erya, all eyes fixed on the box of snacks in her hands.

Erya opened the box and a sweet smell immediately wafted out.

Inside were exquisite pastries wrapped in oil paper with the names of the pastries printed on them.

She didn't recognize the words, so she took it to Erlin and asked him. Only then did she realize that the words written on it were walnut cakes, steamed shortbread, goose oil cakes, soft and fragrant cakes, and fruit tarts.

Erya gave everyone a piece of cake and said, "Eat it here and don't take it back."

I took it back, but I don’t know who will eat it in the end.

She saw someone secretly wrapping the cake with a handkerchief, and she glared at him: "If you don't want to eat it, give it back to me."

Xiao Cao stammered, "I want to take it back for my mother to eat."

"You are not allowed to do that either." Erya said angrily, "Your mother only has your brother in her heart. As soon as you give it to her, she will pass it on to your brother."

Xiaocao's eyes were slightly red. She no longer wanted to take it back and started to nibble on the walnut cake in small bites.

The crust of the walnut pastry is golden and crispy. When you take a light bite, you can hear a "crunch" sound. The walnut kernel is crispy, the crust is fragrant, and the sweetness is just right, making people unable to help but eat it one bite after another.

After eating a piece of walnut cake, Xiaocao wiped her tears and thought firmly, Erya is right, the delicious food should be kept for oneself first.

She was reluctant to give such delicious pastries to her brother.

Erya held half a piece of soft and fragrant cake in her mouth and said in a big sister style: "After you finish eating, keep your mouth tightly closed. If anyone dares to tell others after you go back, I won't give you any share next time."

Several little girls nodded repeatedly: "I definitely won't tell you."

"Yes, I won't tell you even if my mother asks me."

Erya nodded and said with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go back."

Song Yan was passing by the window holding the goose when she heard Erya's words and couldn't help laughing.

He swore he was just passing by and had no intention of eavesdropping.

It turns out that Erya is the leader among her younger sisters.

After her young ladies left, Erya put the snack box into the house.

Then she heard her eldest brother calling her, "Come out quickly, Erya, I have something good to give you."

"Here I come." She jumped out.

When he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in Song Yan's hands, the smile on his little face gradually disappeared.

Is this the good thing that big brother was talking about?

She hesitated and said, "This is for my second brother, right?"

Song Yan said: "You have a share, too."

He handed out a set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone: "Starting tomorrow, you will also learn to read."

Erya's pouty little mouth was so tight that it could hold a bottle of oil. She said, "Why? I'm not going to take the top spot in the imperial examination."

Knowing that she would ask this, Song Yan had already thought of an excuse: "Look, young ladies and maids in wealthy families all have to learn to read and write.

He also lied to her, saying, "You can't read, and if you want to be a maid in the future, no one will want you."

Erya was skeptical: "Really?"

Song Yan said affirmatively: "Of course it is true. If you don't believe it, go ask your sister Yueyue whether the daughter of Mr. Huang wants to study."

He turned around and said, "Erlin, remember to teach her how to write tomorrow. She must learn to write ten big characters every day before she can go out to play."

Erlin didn't understand why Erya was suddenly asked to learn to read, but since his eldest brother had given the order, he could only nod and agree.

Song Yan looked at Erya's pouting mouth and coaxed her, "Don't be upset. It's only ten words a day."

He then took out the cookies he made last night and waved them in front of Erya: "Brother brought them back from the county town especially for you. Come, have a bite."

Arya opened her mouth and bit the biscuit.

The frosting on the surface of the biscuit slowly melts on the tip of the tongue. The sweet and milky aromas are intertwined, mixed with the mellowness of butter and the sweetness of sugar, bringing an indescribable sense of satisfaction to the tip of the tongue.

The little girl's eyes lit up and a smile finally appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Song Yan continued, "As long as you complete your daily literacy homework, I'll bring it back to you next time."

Arya said firmly: "I will learn, every day."

After coaxing Erya, Song Yan took out the buns made by Auntie Pang and said, "You haven't eaten yet, so just eat it for lunch. I have things to do later, so I'll make you something delicious in the evening."

The buns made by Aunt Pang had large fillings and thin skins, and several people ate them with their mouths full of oil.

He finished the buns in a few bites, barely filling his stomach, and then opened the package Aunt Hua had given him. He saw that it was filled with fried tofu, bean curd sticks, and a jar of moldy tofu in a clay pot.

After some estimation, there were a total of five kilograms of fried tofu and ten kilograms of bean curd sheets.

He called Erlin over and said, "Help me divide the things."

Erlin was confused: "Brother, what are you doing?"