Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Just then, the door of the yard creaked open from the inside.

Mrs. Wu came out with a basket on her shoulder. Seeing Li and the others, she was delighted and asked, "Alan, when did you come back?"

"I just came back not long ago." Mrs. Li, that is, Li Xiulan, walked forward and asked in a familiar tone, "Sister Wu, are you going out?"

Song Yan looked at the woman wearing a headscarf and guessed that this should be the heroine's sister-in-law, Wu Shuxian.

Mrs. Wu smiled and said, "I was just about to go out for a walk. Since you are here, I must treat our Lady Li well, otherwise you will never remember to come home next time."

Li Xiulan's face turned red from the teasing: "Mrs. Wu, I'm not kidding you anymore. I'm here for serious business."

She added, "Didn't your brother Hei just give birth to a litter of puppies? I'll bring some people over to take a look."

"Then come in." Mrs. Wu led them into the yard.

Song Yan hesitated for a moment, but still stepped into the door.

The first feeling after entering the door is cleanliness. The floor is paved with bluestone bricks and is spotless.

Moving your eyes forward, a large blue brick and tile house comes into view.

The house has black tiles and green walls, and is simple and elegant.

The roof is in a gable shape and is covered with green tiles that are stacked and arranged neatly.

The walls are made of blue bricks, flat and smooth, and the windows are made of wood with exquisite patterns carved on the window frames.

Looking inside the house, there is the main hall in the middle, with side rooms on both sides.

Turning my eyes outside, there is an osmanthus tree planted in front of the window on the left, under the tree there are a stone table and several stone stools, and on the right there is a grape trellis.

In early March, the grape vines had just sprouted new buds, and the tender green branches climbed up the trellis, with tentacles as thin as hair swaying gently in the wind.

This was literally his dream house.

After entering the yard, Mrs. Wu said, "Wait a minute, I'll go get someone to come over."

"My feet are tired from standing. I'll take a rest first." He Fang said as he looked around. When he saw the stone pillar under the tree, he walked towards it and was about to sit down.

Song Yan and Li Xiulan's expressions suddenly changed, and they shouted in unison: "Don't move!"

He Fang stopped sitting down and asked, "What happened to you guys?"

Li Xiulan pulled him aside and whispered, "Don't sit there. Outsiders are not allowed to sit on that chair on weekdays."

He Fang was full of doubts and wondered, "This chair is placed outside for people to sit on, why can't people sit on it?"

"I'll explain this to you later. Anyway, you can't sit there." Li Xiulan said. After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Song Yan suspiciously.

It’s strange, how did Xiao Song know that this stool cannot be moved.

At this time, Mrs. Wu's voice came from inside the house: "Dabao, is Changyu home?"

"The boss is in there."

Then there was a knock on the door from the boy: "Boss——"

"Boss, get up!"

A voice as clear as ice suddenly sounded: "Shu Dabao, are you tired of living?

The boy said weakly, "Boss, someone is here to see the puppies."

Song Yan felt strange. What a strange name "Boss" was. She remembered that in the original novel, the younger generations all called her "Aunt" affectionately.

After the rustling sound, the person inside finally spoke. His voice sounded a little sleepy, slightly low and lazy: "Shu Dabao, who wants to lend you courage, huh?"

The boy yelled, "Boss, I was wrong. Please put me down. I won't do it again next time."

Song Yan's heart started beating fast when she heard this, wondering if he had come at the wrong time.

Just when I was about to retreat, I saw a tall figure walking out of the door.

He was dressed in white, just like the first snow in early winter, cold and pure.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, her long black hair was casually tied up with a few strands scattered on her shoulders.

He was like an immortal on the top of a snowy mountain, pure and otherworldly, even his face was so cold that it was almost frozen.

It’s over. The heroine seems to be in a bad mood after waking up.

Shu Changyu glanced at the few people calmly, and finally stopped at Song Yan's face. He was slightly stunned: "It's you?"

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Song Yan laughed dryly: "Changyu, haha, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Li Xiulan was surprised and said, "Xiao Song, it turns out that you and Chang Yu know each other."

Song Yan touched his nose and said, "I guess we know each other."

After all, those five taels and two cents were not wasted.

"Are you the one who wants to raise a dog?" Shu Changyu asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

Song Yan replied: "It's me."

Shu Changyu said, "Come in with me." Then he turned and went into the house.

Song Yan didn't think twice and hurriedly followed.

He Fang hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to go up, his arm was pulled. He asked his wife, "Aren't we going in?"

Li Xiulan explained: "Changyu didn't ask us to go in, which meant that we should wait outside."

He Fang breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that they had all entered the house, he asked in a low voice, "Is this the Shu Changyu you mentioned?"

"It's him." Li Xiulan was afraid that the people inside would hear her, so she whispered in his ear, "She's very beautiful, isn't she? I dare say that there is no girl prettier than her in the entire Guang'an Prefecture."

Seeing his wife's admiring look, He Fang didn't dare to say anything.

Although she was beautiful, her aura was too strong. Her eyes were like ice knives, whizzing towards him and frightening him so much that he dared not even breathe.

Suddenly he realized something and became frightened. This girl was too tall. She looked even taller than him.

How can I get married in the future when I’m so tall?

Song Yan followed him into the house, and when she turned around she found that He Ge and the others hadn't followed. Just as she was about to go out to check, she heard Shu Changyu ask, "Where are you going?"

"Brother He and the others didn't follow us."

Shu Changyu asked him: "Do you want to keep a dog, or do they?"

Song Yan said: "Of course it's me."

Shu Changyu said: "Then you can only come and see it alone."

Song Yan sighed inwardly and could only say sorry to Brother He in her heart.

After passing through the main hall and walking further inside, he found another row of rooms. He took a quick look and saw that the kitchen was on the far right, with pots and pans placed outside. In the middle was the dining room, with leftover food from lunch on the table.

Shu Changyu took him to the left and entered the first room.

As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a faint fishy smell. The light inside was very dim, and Song Yan subconsciously squinted her eyes to look around the room.

A one-meter-high pile of firewood was built against the wall on the left, and a wooden rack was placed in the middle, on which were placed farm tools such as hoes and sickles.

In the right corner, there was a nest made of some old clothes. When Song Yan looked over, she met a pair of cold eyes that emitted a faint light.

Hearing strange footsteps in the distance, the wolfhound lying in its den immediately pricked up its ears alertly, with a vigilant light flashing in its eyes.

Song Yan couldn't help but walk closer to take a look.

I saw a few chubby puppies curled up on its belly, unconsciously nudging towards its mother's belly, following the smell to find food.

So cute.

Song Yan bent down and moved forward, trying to see more clearly.

The wolf-dog suddenly raised its head and stared at him, making a low warning grunt from its throat.

Song Yan was startled.

Shu Changyu reached out and pulled him back: "Don't get too close. It just gave birth to cubs and is very fierce."

At this time, the wolfhound opened its mouth and yawned, revealing its sharp fangs, and even the breath coming out of its mouth was wild.

Song Yan's eyes lit up as she watched. This wolfdog was so handsome, worthy of being the heroine's dog.

Suddenly, without warning, it stood up. Its body was huge and strong, almost as tall as his thigh.

Its gray and white fur was as smooth and soft as silk. It shook its ears, looking very majestic, like a ferocious beast.

Shu Changyu said, "Which dog do you want?"

"Can I still choose?" Song Yan was very excited. Looking at the group of puppies huddled together, they were all so cute. She wanted to take them all home.

He picked and chose, and finally chose the puppy that looked the fattest. Its ears were one gray and one black, which was very interesting.

Song Yan pointed at it and said, "This is the one."