Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

When I woke up, the sky was already filled with rosy clouds.

Song Yan blinked in a trance, and it took her a long time to wake up completely.

They won the battle.

Yunshan County was defended.

This realization emerged clearly in his mind, and Song Yan let out a long breath. The depression that had been pent up in his chest for many days seemed to be completely brought out by this breath, and his whole body felt a lot lighter.

He turned his head and saw that Shu Changyu had woken up at some point. He was tilting his head to look at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Awake?" Shu Changyu stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek with his fingertips. "Are you hungry?"

Song Yan nodded and was about to speak when her stomach growled loudly, causing both of them to laugh.

"Let's go and have dinner." Shu Changyu stood up and handed him his coat.

The two of them were dressed neatly and just walked out of the room when they smelled a strong aroma of food.

In the living room, Song Yuanshan, Shu's father and mother, Shu Changsheng, Song Wanzhou, Song Zhengdu, and Song Jiaojiao were already sitting at the table.

There were also my second sister-in-law, my third sister-in-law, Shu Jinyin, Shu Jinwen and others, who filled the table.

The table was filled with steaming food.

"Are you awake? Sit down and eat." Shu's mother greeted them with a smile and served a bowl of rice to Song Yan and Shu Changyu respectively.

In the past few days, Song Yan couldn't eat, and coupled with the busy work in recent days, she lost a lot of weight.

At this moment, I smelled the delicious food and my appetite was immediately aroused.

During the banquet, Song Yuanshan talked about the battle situation: "The main force of the Qi King's army has been annihilated, and some remnants are still on the run. His Royal Highness King Hui has sent troops to pursue them. You should try not to leave the city during this period of time."

Although the remnant soldiers roaming outside the city are not a threat, they may take risks and harass the people or rob property.

Song Yan was a little worried that they would attack the villages and towns below, especially the more remote the places, where the pursuers would be more out of reach.

Song Yan asked, "Dad, should we send people to inform the villages and towns and let the people be on high alert?"

Song Yuanshan nodded: "It has been arranged. Commander Luo has sent several teams to patrol the villages. There shouldn't be any big problems."

Then he was relieved.

Then, the second and third sisters-in-law talked about the rescue team organized by Song Wanzhou, and their words were full of praise: "Our little girl Wanzhou is so capable. A little girl has organized such a large rescue team and saved so many people!"

Qiao Ling'er also praised: "I heard that many soldiers were able to save their lives thanks to the medicine packs prepared by Wan Yatouzhou. This is a great achievement."

Hearing this, Song Yuanshan's face showed both relief and pride. The little girl who was once naive and ignorant has now grown up and is able to stand on her own. How can he not be proud?

He looked at Song Wanzhou and praised him generously, "Well done, Dad is proud of you."

Song Wanzhou blushed slightly at the compliment: "I just thought I could help a little."

"Thanks to big brother's full support, the herbs and supplies used by the rescue team were all transferred from the warehouse by big brother. Otherwise, I would not be able to do it."

"And Jinwen, she's also amazing. She dared to attack someone with such serious injuries."

Shu Jinwen smiled gently: "I can't say she is amazing. Aunt Wanzhou is really amazing. She is calm in the face of danger and has made arrangements. I just know some basic medical skills and do my job."

"Okay, stop bragging. Everyone has contributed. Especially me," Shu Jinyin said with a smile, "I emptied the embroidery workshop of all the cloth. I sewed all those bandages stitch by stitch!"

Everyone was amused by her and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

Shu Changsheng also became alert at this time. He patted his chest and boasted: "You are nothing. I killed more than a dozen enemy soldiers with my own hands! I killed them one by one, and made those rebels cry for their parents!"

Song Yan said in a cold tone: "Oh? Then who was the one I saw being chased by the enemy soldiers?"

Shu Changsheng's face turned red, and he stiffened his neck to argue: "That was a tactical retreat! Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, tactical retreat." Song Yan said perfunctorily.

Everyone laughed even more happily, and even the usually serious Song Zhengdu couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

After the meal, Song Yuanshan and Song Zhengdu were persuaded to take a rest. They were exhausted after days of running around and defending the city.

The others were busy with their own things.

Song Wanzhou replaced Shu Jinwen and went to the first aid station to look after the wounded, letting Shu Jinwen rest first, after all, she hadn't slept for several days.

He was so sleepy that he would lie down on a makeshift wooden board to lean on for a while. Once a wounded person was brought in, he would immediately force himself to get up and provide treatment.

Even a strong man can't stand this.

Shu Jinyin took people to the weaving workshop to count the remaining cloth and prepare to make another batch of bandages.

Shu's mother and her second and third sisters-in-law took the servants in the mansion to prepare a large amount of hot porridge and steamed buns, and sent them to various resettlement sites and city defense garrisons to deliver them to the soldiers and militiamen.

As soon as Shu Changyu left the house, Song Yan took An Qi and went straight to the county government office.

During this period, County Magistrate Fan stayed at the county government office almost all the time, dispatching food and fodder, appeasing the people, and handling post-war affairs, and he was very busy.

This time, Song Yan came to him to discuss post-war reconstruction matters.

"Mr. Song!" Seeing Song Yan coming, County Magistrate Fan stood up to greet her as if he had seen a savior. "You came at the right time."

Seeing that his eyes were dark and his beard was messy, Song Yan obviously hadn't slept for many days. She couldn't help but said with concern: "Master Fan, please take care of yourself too."

Magistrate Fan waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "I can't take care of these things right now. There are too many things waiting to be dealt with in the city."

Song Yan did not waste any time and directly donated 5,000 taels of silver and 3,000 shi of grain to the county government for post-war reconstruction and relief for the victims.

County Magistrate Fan was surprised and delighted. He shook Song Yan's hand and thanked him repeatedly: "Mr. Song is really a timely help! With this money and food, the livelihood of the people in the city is finally settled."

Although Yunshan County was supported by Prince Hui's Palace, the treasury had been empty after this battle. County Magistrate Fan was worried about money and food, and Song Yan's donation undoubtedly solved the urgent problem.

"Master Fan, you don't have to be polite." Song Yan said, "These are the profits of the farms and shops. It is only right that we take from the people and use them for the people."

"I just hope that the money and grain I donated can be used where they should be used and truly benefit the people." Song Yan's eyes were sincere and his tone was serious.

County Magistrate Fan was startled and quickly assured: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, I will personally supervise and will not allow anyone to embezzle money! If anyone is found to be corrupt, they will be severely punished!"

He knew what Song Yan meant. In times of chaos, people's minds are unpredictable and disaster relief money and food are most likely to breed corruption.

Song Yan's move was both a trust and a reminder.

Song Yan nodded. He believed in the character of County Magistrate Fan, otherwise he would not have given him such a huge sum of money.

As the night deepened, Yunshan County gradually became quiet.

There were still patrolling soldiers walking back and forth on the streets with torches in hand, and occasional barking of dogs could be heard, but compared to the hustle and bustle of the previous few days, the tranquility at this moment seemed particularly precious.

At this time, in Xijiang Town, dozens of miles away from the county seat, a team of dozens of defeated soldiers were sneaking around under the cover of night.