Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

In the dimly lit environment, the smell of mold and fishy smells were intertwined, and the smell was really unpleasant. Shu Changyu frowned slightly, trying hard to suppress his inner irritability.

If it was someone else in the family who brought in a stranger, Brother Hei wouldn't be so good-tempered.

Especially if someone wants to take its cub away in front of it, he has to first ask its teeth whether it agrees.

A few days ago, when he was out, his second brother, who was completely unaware of the situation, brought people in and was almost bitten twice by Hei Ge.

It was the second brother who realized that something was wrong and quickly hugged Brother Hei, thus saving the unfortunate guy's hand.

From then on, anyone who wanted to see the puppies had to ask Shu Changyu to bring them there personally.

These days, people come to see the puppies every day, and Shu Changyu is very annoyed, but Heige has given birth to too many puppies, and the family cannot keep them all.

If they are given away casually, these puppies will become someone else's meal in a few months.

After all, these are Heige's first litter of puppies, so Shu Changyu can only try his best to choose a good owner for them.

Having lost its mother's arms, the puppy moved restlessly, making little "humming" sounds from its mouth.

Shu Changyu bent down, pinched the back of the neck of the puppy with one gray ear and one black ear, and lifted it up.

He handed the puppy to Song Yan: "Take it."

Heige suddenly raised his tail high and let out a low growl.

Song Yan's hand, which was about to be extended, suddenly froze. He was very skeptical. Was it really okay to take the cub away in front of Brother Hei?

Will he be chased ten miles away by Brother Hei?

As soon as it opened its mouth to roar, Shu Changyu raised his hand and slapped it back: "Be quiet."

The big wolf dog, which was so majestic just now, immediately tucked its tail between its legs after being patted like this, and rubbed its head against the palm of his hand in a flattering manner.

Song Yan whispered, "Why don't we go out and talk about it."

Shu Changyu sighed: "What a hassle."

When they arrived at the dining room and saw that Heige had not caught up, Song Yan hurriedly took the puppy and gently stroked its fur.

The puppy was just born, its fur was fluffy and soft, and it felt really good to the touch. Song Yan couldn't let go of it.

The puppy was also very well behaved and licked his fingers with its tongue.

Shu Changyu's eyes were involuntarily drawn to that hand.

It was an extremely beautiful hand, with a faint pink color showing through the fair skin, slender fingers, clean fingertips, and neatly trimmed nails that were round, smooth, and glowing with a healthy luster.

"Oh, right." Song Yan remembered that there was still a "bride price" that she hadn't given.

It is said that in the previous dynasty, when you went to someone else's house to adopt a cat, you had to offer a "bride price" to show your respect.

The owner values ​​his dog so much that he must behave well in order to get the other party's consent to marry the puppy to him.

He took out the fried tofu wrapped in oil paper from the basket and handed it to Shu Changyu: "This is for you."

Shu Changyu reluctantly reached out to take it: "What is this?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "It's a betrothal gift."

Shu Changyu's calm expression cracked a little, his outstretched hand froze in the air, and his voice was a little shaky: "You said...bride price?!"

"That's right." Song Yan held up the puppy in her hand, "I asked your family to marry a puppy, so of course I have to give a betrothal gift."

"Oh." Shu Changyu's expression instantly returned to normal. He took the oil paper bag, weighed it, and smiled, "Your betrothal gift is a little light."

Song Yan chuckled and said, "These are some food I made myself. I feel bad for taking your puppy for free, so I made some food for you."

He then took out a bag of pork jerky: "And this."

"This is a snack. It can satisfy your cravings."

Shu Changyu asked, "Did you do that too?"

"I did it myself." Song Yan remembered that the heroine seemed to have a bit of a mysophobia, and added, "Don't worry, it's done very cleanly."

Only then did Shu Changyu take the oil paper bag.

Song Yan spoke again: "Your brother Hei is so handsome. His aura almost frightened me to the point of my legs going limp."

And the name is so cool too.

Black brother.

It sounds very majestic and domineering.

Shu Changyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a subtle smile: "It often goes hunting with me in the mountains, and it can bite a wild boar to death by itself. Is it the same as a tamed dog?"

Song Yan had read the novel and knew that the heroine would go up the mountain to hunt, but there was no mention that the heroine also raised a wolfdog.

Otherwise, just the two key words "Xiao Li Village" and "wolf dog" would have allowed him to associate the heroine with the protagonist, and he wouldn't have been so shocked when she came.

Song Yan praised it, "Wow! It's so powerful."

Then Shu Changyu talked about Heige's hunting.

Song Yan listened intently until he touched the other person's shoulder. Then he suddenly realized that they were so close. He could even smell the faint, cool mint-like fragrance on Shu Changyu's body.

The heroine didn't seem to like getting too close to others, so he moved his feet uncomfortably, a little further away from Shu Changyu.

Then he started to make small talk: "Well, why didn't I see Third Brother Sheng today?"

Seeing that he deliberately moved a few steps away, Shu Changyu's mouth gradually pressed into a straight line, and his voice became a little cold: "He went out."

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere became extremely awkward, and Song Yan quickly said, "Let's go out first."

After wasting some time inside, Brother He and the others must be getting impatient.

When I walked into the main hall, I heard the sound of talking and laughing outside. I went out and saw the He Fang couple sitting on rattan chairs, eating the pork jerky that Song Yan had sent them.

Seeing Song Yan coming out, Li Xiulan said, "Xiao Song, you picked a good puppy."

"I've picked it." Song Yan walked over and showed the puppy to them, saying proudly, "It's the fattest puppy in the whole litter."

He Fang looked at the puppy and commented, "It looks strong and should be easy to raise."

A few people chatted around the puppy for a while, and the little pork jerky left was almost finished.

When He Fang picked up the last piece of pork jerky, his wife slapped his hands and said, "You are so greedy that you didn't even leave a few pieces for Changyu."

He looked embarrassed. It was because the pork jerky was so fragrant that he didn't realize how much he had eaten while eating.

"How about this one for you?"

Shu Changyu glanced at his hand and declined, "No need."

So He Fang diligently presented the last piece of pork jerky to his wife.

Mrs. Wu wiped her fingers with a handkerchief. If they were not outside and it was not impolite, she would have wanted to lick the sticky sugar juice off her fingers.

Song Yan went in to see the puppies. Outside, a few people were sitting under a tree drinking tea and chatting. At this time, Li Xiulan thought of the snacks her husband had given her, so she took them out to share.

At first, everyone was very reserved and picked up a piece to taste, but the moment they bit into it, the aroma of the meat filled the air and it was salty and sweet and delicious.

Li Xiulan felt regretful for a moment. If she had known that pork jerky was so delicious, she should have hidden it and eaten it secretly.

But she is not such a stingy person. Since she has already shared it, she will not take it back.

We had a few people and we finished it quickly, you took one and I took one.

She was still not satisfied and asked, "Xiao Song, how is this jerky made?"

She just asked casually, but Song Yan actually answered it without any intention of hiding anything.

"Chop the pork into minced meat, add salt and soy sauce, mix well, flatten it with a rolling pin, spread it with honey, and bake it in the oven."

"oven?"

Mrs. Wu asked, "Is it the kind of oven used for roasting goose?"

"No." Song Yan explained the oven, and then said: "If you don't have an oven, the stove at home can also be used as an oven."

Li Xiulan said, "No, no, I'm confused just by listening to it, and it's definitely impossible to do it yourself."

He Fang suggested: "Why don't you make some, Xiao Song, and sell them. These are much better than the dim sum at Fu Rong Fang."

The fact that Song Yan was able to reveal the recipe shows that he did not intend to make any profit from it.

Firstly, he wasn't that short of money, and secondly, both He Fang and Li Xiulan, whom he had just met, treated him sincerely.

Song Yan felt their kindness and wanted to return the favor.

Life is meaningful only when you have a good friend.

Making money comes second.

Song Yan declined and said, "I'm not good at business, so forget it."

Mrs. Wu just noticed that he had been standing, and quickly said, "Stop standing and talking. Sit down and have some tea."

Song Yan was about to sit down on the rattan chair, but Shu Changyu grabbed her arm and said deliberately, "Why are you sitting there? Sit here."

As he said that, he pulled him to sit on the stone pier.

Song Yan met Li Xiulan's surprised look and felt extremely embarrassed for a moment.