Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Watching He Fang driving the donkey cart away, Song Yan rubbed his hands and was about to go back to the house when he heard the sound of carts rumbling and horses neighing.

Turning around, I saw a team of carriages and horses coming towards Zhuangzi, and the leader was Luo Ge.

Luo Ge dismounted and saluted: "Mr. Song, the prince ordered me to bring some gifts."

When I saw Brother Luo, I thought of the last time I was stopped by the other party in the back mountain of Dongliu Village. Each of them was an accomplice to the evil.

Song Yan rolled her eyes in her heart, feeling aggrieved, and finally couldn't help but sneer at him: "Commander Luo is so majestic now, but last time you led people with swords, spears, and halberds to point at me, I didn't see you being so polite."

Luo Ge's face froze, then he smiled bitterly and bowed: "Mr. Song, you are joking. It was my duty that day..."

Song Yan got angry and didn't listen to his nagging. She just turned her face away in disgust and said, "Who is joking with you? Take everything back. I don't want it."

Brother Luo didn't seem to expect Song Yan to be so ruthless this time, but the prince had instructed him to make sure to deliver the New Year gift.

He had no choice but to give a look to the guard beside him, who understood and quickly directed others to take away the New Year gifts.

In the blink of an eye, several carts full of New Year gifts were piled up in front of the gate.

Song Yan laughed out of anger, what a fellow, this is forced buying and selling, eh?

After Brother Luo and his men unloaded the goods, he got on his horse without saying a word and rode away.

Song Yan had no choice but to order people to move the New Year gifts into the warehouse.

He took a quick look and saw the finest Shu brocade, South China Sea pearls, Western Region wine, and whole boxes of gold ingots, all of which were rare and priceless items.

"This little bastard..." Song Yan rubbed his temple, feeling both angry and amused, "Are you going to empty the palace's storehouse?"

Then he asked people to bring out the New Year gifts that had been prepared in advance, and added a few valuable items, and had them delivered to Prince Hui's palace.

Not to mention how Xiao Shiliu reacted when she received Song Yan’s return gift.

However, Song Yan was caught and severely "taught a lesson" by Shu Changyu because of the New Year's gift from Prince Hui's Palace.

Song Yan's back and waist ached from his torment, and she couldn't get out of bed the next day.

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Winter passed and spring came, and in the blink of an eye it was the eighth year of Kangrui.

Spring returns to the earth and everything revives.

Just after the Spring Equinox, the fields become lively.

Although Song Yan still felt resentful that Xiao Shiliuxu was trying to take advantage of him, the one million acres of land did bring him huge profits.

Therefore, this land still needs to be cultivated.

The spring ploughing project cannot be delayed.

The warm spring sunshine shone on the ridges of the fields, and Song Yuan was squatting at the edge of the field checking the newly turned soil.

He heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. He looked up and saw a group of people coming towards him.

The young man in the lead was wearing a plain brocade robe, which was particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

"Brother Song." Xiao Shiliu turned over and got off the horse, her voice still hoarse from the voice change period.

He walked over to Song Yan and squatted down, picked up a handful of soil and twisted it, "How is the soil moisture this year?"

Song Yan patted the soil on his hands and said calmly, "It's better than last year. If there is no heavy rain in the next half month, it will be perfect for sowing."

The two were speechless for a moment.

The spring is bright and everything is shining.

The sound of farmers driving their oxen in the distance made the silence even more obvious.

Little Pomegranate stood up, looked at the vast field, and suddenly asked: "Brother Song is still angry with me?"

Song Yan sighed: "How dare I be angry with the prince."

He said he was not angry and even called the prince.

"You're obviously angry." Little Pomegranate turned to look at him, with a bit of grievance in her eyes, "Since you found the iron smelting workshop, you haven't taken the initiative to come to me again."

After the New Year, the boy's height seemed to have grown again, and now it was almost reaching Song Yan's chin.

Song Yan looked at Xiao Shiliu's face that was increasingly similar to Shu Changyu's, and couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, but she still hardened her heart and said, "The prince is a very busy man, how dare I disturb him casually."

Little Pomegranate pursed her lips and suddenly reached out to grab Song Yan's sleeve: "Brother Song, I know I was wrong. Don't ignore me..."

The call of "Brother Song" was so soft and light, and coupled with that aggrieved little face, it was quite lethal.

Song Yan finally couldn't hold it back and sighed helplessly: "You..."

After a pause, he asked seriously, "Little Pomegranate, I just want to ask you one question: have you ever used me?"

Little Pomegranate was slightly startled, as if he had not expected Song Yan to question him like this. He felt aggrieved and his nose turned red: "Brother Song, am I really so unbearable in your eyes?"

"From the time I met Brother Song until today, I have never thought of taking advantage of Brother Song."

"Even though I took the blame for you, Brother Song, I did it willingly. I never thought of repaying you for your kindness."

"I gave Brother Song the land because he is proficient in farming and has found new crops. He can grow more food and benefit the people."

"As for the iron smelting workshop...I just wanted to protect myself and never thought of involving Brother Song."

Song Yan looked at Xiao Shiliu's red eyes, and the grudge in her heart gradually dissipated.

"I treat Brother Song as my own brother, but Brother Song has misunderstood me deeply..."

This time Xiao Shiliu was really hurt. He asked himself that although he was not an upright person, he had never had the slightest intention of taking advantage of Song Yan.

Song Yan was one of the people he trusted most in the world, but now that she was being questioned like this, he felt a dull pain in his chest.

Seeing that Xiao Shiliu looked like she was about to break into pieces, Song Yan felt a little guilty.

He silently reflected on whether he had spoken too harshly just now.

That time, Little Pomegranate blocked a poisonous arrow for him and narrowly escaped death. If he really wanted to use me, how could he risk his life to this extent?

I actually let down a child's sincere heart, which was really wrong.

Song Yan severely condemned herself in her heart.

Then he quickly apologized: "It's my fault, brother. I shouldn't have suspected you for no reason. You were so honest, but I judged you by my own standards."

Little Pomegranate turned her head away and refused to look at him.

Song Yan came closer, deliberately touched his shoulder with her arm, and said flatteringly: "Okay, I was wrong. I will never say such things again, okay?"

Little Pomegranate then turned back, eyes slightly red: "Brother Song, do you keep your word?"

"I'll keep my word." Song Yan promised solemnly.

Little Pomegranate then reluctantly smiled, her beautiful phoenix eyes were coated with warm gold by the spring light, her eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings to fly.

Gee!

Song Yan shook her head and sighed, this boy is only thirteen years old and he looks so charming. He will be extraordinary when he grows up. Who knows how many boys and girls he will charm.

I hope that in the future no one will be as blind as him and mistake someone for a little girl.