Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

The firewood in the stove crackled, and the flames illuminated half of the boy's face red. His expression was painful and desperate.

Song Yan opened his eyes wide and began to realize that Erlin had psychological problems.

Song Yan had no way to comfort him for a while.

In the novel about the imperial examination, Erlin continued to go to school. I guess he gradually came to terms with it.

The rice soup was ready, so I poured it into a bowl and brought it to feed Yaya.

After the little guy was full, he started babbling in baby language.

At this time, the kid is in the "chatty" stage. Even if there is no one to chat with, he can talk to himself for a long time.

When the little guy saw Song Yan, his eyes suddenly lit up and he screamed "Ahhh" at Song Yan.

Song Yan thought of the pee she had last night and stopped immediately. She said hurriedly, "I'm going to go out for a walk and see if there's anything to eat." Then she slipped away.

Yaya pointed at Song Yan with her little hand and screamed in anger.

Watching Song Yan walk away, Erya said quietly, "Stop shouting. He won't respond to you even if you shout."

It was not known whether the little guy understood or not. He frowned and spit bubbles of saliva at Arya.

Erlin happened to come in with a diaper in his arms. Hearing what she said, he said helplessly, "Don't keep targeting Big Brother. Since he has reformed, let's just let bygones be bygones."

Erya pouted and said nothing.

Erlin lowered his voice and said, "Besides, you broke his head yesterday, but he didn't hold it against you."

Hearing this, Erya stamped her feet anxiously and said, "You were bought off with a pot of soup. I don't believe he will change for the better. Who said he doesn't care? He must have some bad ideas. Just wait and see."

Erlin sighed and reminded her: "Then don't go too far. If you really make Big Brother unhappy, he will sell you out, and I can't save you."

Song Yan didn't know that after he left, the twin brother and sister talked for a few minutes.

If he heard it, he would surely suddenly realize that it was no wonder that she became the vicious female supporting role and was so scheming at such a young age.

So many things happened yesterday that Song Yan didn't even think about finding the culprit. Even if he knew it was Erya who did it, he couldn't be violent towards a nine-year-old child. At most he could just give her a lecture.

Spring is back and everything is reviving. Taking advantage of the good weather, the villagers carry their hoes and go to the fields to farm.

Song Yan strolled all the way to the river. It was a warm spring day with gentle breezes. Willows were green, cherries were red, grass was lush, and birds were flying. He took a deep breath, and even the air was filled with the fragrance of earth.

Although there were many inconveniences in ancient times, the purely natural environment is beyond reproach.

Song Yan looked at the clear river water, and the small fish swimming in the river were clearly visible.

Song Yan touched his chin and thought, why not just catch some fish and eat it.

In the original owner's memory, people seemed to rarely catch fish to eat. Only when children went into the water for fun would they catch some fish and shrimp and grill them on the shore.

Regardless of whether it tastes good or not, it is definitely fun.

As for the meals cooked at home, fish and shrimp are rarely included.

It’s not that people don’t eat fish and shrimp. After all, fish and shrimp cannot fill the stomach and cannot save food. Catching fish and shrimp also wastes a lot of physical energy.

Furthermore, if you want to make fish delicious, you need oil, salt and seasoning. Ordinary people are reluctant to add a few more drops of oil when cooking, so how can they waste oil and salt for a bite of fish?

Song Yan observed the fish in the river. They were basically small fish as long as fingers. They were very good and would surely taste delicious if fried.

It’s also delicious when fried.

If all else fails, you can dry the fish into small pieces or steam them with ginger and garlic.

Anyway, it tastes good no matter how you eat it.

In just a few seconds, various ways of eating it flashed through his mind.

But the problem is, how can we catch fish without a fishing net?

Song Yan was very distressed and looked at the river for a long time, but she was unwilling to give up.

Forget it, I'll just make a fish cage myself.

It is not difficult to weave a fish cage, the main thing is the materials. Song Yan looked around and found that the lower reaches of the river were full of reeds.

He immediately went over, pulled up some reeds, found a stone that looked a little cleaner, sat on it and started weaving a fish cage.

The sun gradually climbed overhead. Even on a warm spring day, it was still a bit too hot at noon.

Song Yan turned around, faced the sun, and continued to weave the fish cage.

The villagers working in the nearby fields put down their hoes. By this point, everyone's stomachs were empty, and they started to carry their hoes home to eat.

Passing by the river, someone caught a glimpse of a figure by the river.

"Hey, isn't that the Song family kid? What is he doing by the river?"

Another person said with disdain: "Why bother with him? Just go away."

Most of the villagers looked down on Song Dashu, especially when they found out that he didn't even come back to attend his own parents' funeral. They despised him even more and were unwilling to have anything to do with him.

At this time, Song Yan was concentrating on making a fish cage and didn't notice that someone was discussing him behind his back.

At the beginning, he was not very skilled. He kept weaving and unweaving, and even broke several strands of thatch. The more he weaved, the faster he went. His ten fingers kept flying, and later on, his fingers were so fast that afterimages were almost visible.

The fish cage gradually took shape in his hands. After the main body was completed, Song Yan pondered for a while and decided that it would not be appropriate to make an inverted grate, so he simply weaved a round grate and inserted a small stick into it.

Then put the round grate into the fish cage and use a small stick to fix the fish cage. In this way, a rotating mechanism is ready.

After making the fish cage, Song Yan let out a long sigh and twisted his neck. After sitting for a long time, his neck was stiff and his shoulders were a little sore. He turned his head and pounded his shoulders, and it took him a while to recover.

Song Yan took the newly woven fish cage, took off her shoes and socks, and walked down to the river.

After filling their stomachs and taking a rest, the villagers prepare to go to the fields to work.

The young man who had just seen Song Yan by the river could not help but look towards the river again. He did not see Song Yan and was about to look away, but suddenly his sight paused and he saw a man in the river, bending over to catch a fish. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Look, Song Dashu is catching a fish."

The young man's voice attracted everyone's attention, and someone laughed at him, "Is his family starving?"

One person said in disbelief: "Didn't the village just collect food for them? It's only been a few days and they've already eaten it all?!"

"It's hard to say. Song Dashu has never been a frugal person."

The old man sighed and said, "Alas, both Mr. and Mrs. Song are gone, and the big tree is useless. How can the little ones survive if they are left behind?"

Some people were indifferent and said, "Everyone has his own destiny. Why do you care so much? Are you going to lend them food? I won't lend them anyway."

The group of people walked while talking, and no longer paid attention to Song Yan who was fishing in the river.

In this age of hunger, their sympathy is limited, and they are lucky enough not to add insult to injury.

Song Yan stood motionless in the river, waiting for the fish to swim over. He quickly picked up the fish cage and scooped it up, easily catching a small basket of fish.

The little fish in the river are very clumsy. You can catch them easily if you scoop them up. But if you turn the round grate over, the little fish can't get out.

Soon, Song Yan caught a small basket of fish and happily went home carrying the fish basket.

Of course, Song Yan didn't know that as soon as he came back from fishing, the news spread throughout the village that his family had no food to eat and they were so hungry that they had to go to the river to fish.

When Song Yan heard the rumor, it was already evening.

Aunt Niu came over in a hurry and shouted as soon as she entered the door: "Song family boy, have you stolen Yaya's rice again?"

Song Yan felt wronged: "I didn't!"

"No?" Aunt Niu didn't believe it. "It's spread all over the village. Your family has no food at all. You are so hungry that you have to go to the river to fish."