Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

In the golden autumn of August, the sweet osmanthus is fragrant.

After the tense and busy harvest, the last batch of corn was drying on the threshing floor. The grains were full and the bright yellow color made people happy.

Over the past six months, although Yunshan County has occasionally seen an influx of refugees, it has remained stable and peaceful.

The farms were filled with grain, the workshops were doing a booming business, and the entire county was filled with a prosperous atmosphere.

In the grain processing workshop, cut and steamed sweet potatoes are emitting steam and a sweet aroma.

"Boss, would you like to try this newly-made dried sweet potato?" the steward asked with a smile, holding a bag of freshly dried sweet potato.

The dried sweet potatoes are golden in color, with an oily luster, and look chewy.

Song Yan picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. It was soft, sweet, and had just the right chewiness. She nodded, "Not bad, more flavorful than last year."

"That's right! This year we followed your method and steamed it first and then dried it in the sun, then steamed it again and dried it in the sun, and repeated this three times. It is indeed sweeter!" The manager rubbed his hands, his face full of pride.

"Everyone says that these dried sweet potatoes are better than candied fruits. Many people want to buy more to take home as snacks for their kids."

Song Yan smiled and said, "Then let's add two kilograms of dried sweet potatoes to the Mid-Autumn Festival gift this year so that everyone can have a taste of it."

"Okay!" The manager responded and went to make arrangements with brisk steps.

After inspecting the workshop, Song Yan walked back slowly with a bag of dried sweet potatoes in her pocket.

Mid-Autumn Festival is just two days away. We had planned to go to northern Xinjiang to see the Populus euphratica forest in August, but I guess we won’t be able to do so this year.

Counting the days, things in the capital should be settled by now. I wonder when he will be able to come back.

"Zizi-"

Suddenly, there was a sound of electricity in his ears. Song Yan paused and looked around subconsciously, only to find that there was no one around.

Is it an illusion?

"Zizi-"

"Zizi-"

The sound of electric current became clearer and clearer, and Song Yan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This is not an illusion.

Song Yan suddenly thought of something and tentatively called out in her mind: "System?"

This system had disappeared since he came here and stabilized his body. He thought it had malfunctioned long ago, but he didn't expect it to suddenly appear at this moment.

Is this a fake corpse?

[Zizi...Host detected...Zizi...Mission completion rate 0%...]

Hearing this mechanical sound, Song Yan was embarrassed and couldn't help but open the task panel that he had forgotten for ten years and take a look.

The task issued by the system is still stuck at [Sell Arya to the human traffickers], and it doesn't move at all.

Anyway, the system has no reward mechanism, nor punishment mechanism, so whoever wants to do this crappy task can do it!

Song Yan had long forgotten about this matter, but she never expected the system to come back to life suddenly.

Song Yan felt a little uneasy.

A broken system appears at this time, it's not going to cause any trouble again.

[Zizi... Warning! Warning! The host's mission completion is zero, the world line is seriously deviated, and the mandatory correction procedure is about to be initiated... Zizi...]

The world line is seriously deviated? Forced correction?

Song Yan was horrified: "Wait!"

"System, come out here! What do you mean by starting the forced correction program?"

It was still a sunny afternoon, but Song Yan was so frightened by these words that she broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly recalled everything that had happened over the years. Song Wanzhou was not sold to a human trafficker like in the original novel. Instead, he became a self-employed shopkeeper.

Song Zhengdu was not adopted by Zhang Dashan's family, and his brilliance was not overshadowed by the male protagonist Gu Qianfan. He had smooth sailing in the imperial examinations, winning the top three places in the imperial examinations and the top prize in the provincial examinations. In the future, he has the hope of being on the list of successful candidates in the imperial examinations and bringing honor to his family.

Nothing happened to the Niu family, and Jiaojiao did not end up in a brothel, become a prince's concubine, and eventually die in palace fighting as described in the book. Instead, she practiced martial arts since she was young and showed amazing military talent.

He has now gone to Nanyang Prefecture with Song's father for training, and it is foreseeable that he will inherit Song's father's official position in the future.

Even Little Pomegranate, who was supposed to die suddenly in the fourth year of Kangrui, is not only alive and well, but has also become a local lord with a large army, competing with various vassal kings for supremacy.

Needless to say, Shu Changyu inexplicably went from being the female protagonist in a farming novel to the male protagonist in a revenge novel, and she became entangled with him.

This plot is like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins and has run away for thousands of miles.

Song Yan's heart was pounding. This broken system didn't come out earlier or later, but just popped up at this time, and even had to start some forced correction program.

Correction?

How to fix it?

Do we have to turn everyone's fate back to its original track?

That night, Zhou, Zhengdu, Jiaojiao and others... and Shu Changyu...

Song Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore. She felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

"Correct your uncle!" Song Yan couldn't help but swear, "I'm living a good life, why do you have the right to dictate my life with your broken system?"

[Sprout...Mandatory correction process is being initiated...10%...25%...]

The mechanical voice was emotionless, but it made Song Yan's heart sink to the bottom in an instant.

【50%......75%......】

The mechanical sound continued to ring in my mind, like a death spell.

Song Yan only felt that his vision was blackening, and the sound of electric current in his ears was becoming more and more piercing, as if it was going to burst his eardrums.

He remembered Shu Changyu's look when he left, remembered that he said he would take him to the northern border to see the poplar forest, and remembered that he said after the affairs in the capital were settled, they would travel all over the mountains and rivers of Dajin together.

Those words still linger in my ears, as clear as if they happened yesterday.

Song Yan bit his tongue hard, the smell of blood spread in his mouth, and the pain made him wake up instantly.

We can't just let it go!

He had finally gained a foothold in this world, had a family, had people to care about, and had someone he wanted to spend his life with.

Why should our fate be controlled by an inexplicable system?

【90%......95%......】

The mechanical sound is still cold, and the progress bar is about to reach the end.

【98%......99%......】

Song Yan's eyes were red and his vision gradually blurred. He didn't have time to say goodbye properly...

At this moment, a familiar figure seemed to appear before Song Yan's eyes.

The man was dressed in white, walking on the fallen leaves, his clothes fluttering, looking like a banished immortal.

"Shu Changyu?" Song Yan stared at the person who came, suspecting that she was hallucinating.

[Zizi... High energy interference detected... Correction process blocked... Zizi...]

The mechanical sound in my mind became intermittent, mixed with harsh electric current sounds, as if it was struggling.

Then, the mechanical voice suddenly became soft and cute, with a crying tone: "Wow——"

"How could the world line be shifted like this! Host, what on earth did you do?!"

Song Yan was stunned. Why did the system suddenly change its voice?

The soft and cute mechanical voice complained tearfully: "My mission targets have all gone to waste! The main system is going to deduct my salary... oooooooo..."

Song Yan: “…”

What happened to this sudden change in style?

Shu Changyu had already walked closer and put his hand on Song Yan's cheek. The touch was slightly cool but real: "Why are you crying?"

Song Yan grabbed Shu Changyu's hand, feeling the familiar warmth, and was sure that it was not an illusion.

He wiped his face randomly and said in a muffled voice: "Something unexpected happened..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden wailing sound in his mind.

"Ahhh! Why is the energy field in this world so chaotic!" The system cried out of breath, "The hero's character has collapsed! The heroine's gender has changed! All the important supporting roles have gone astray! My year-end bonus is gone!"

Song Yan's head hurt from the noise, and she couldn't help but yell, "Shut up!"

Shu Changyu frowned slightly: "Who is talking?"

Song Yan then realized that Shu Changyu couldn't hear the system's voice, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, there's something buzzing in my head."

"Wasn't that the voice just now you speaking to the system?" Song Yan asked the system in his mind.

The system replied with a sob: "No, that is the mandatory correction program of the main system..."

Song Yan's heart tightened: "What about now?"

"It's been disturbed by the host's energy field..." The system's voice became smaller and smaller, "Host, why is there another energy in your body? Wow! How scary!"

No wonder it hit the host in the beginning, it turns out the host has its own energy field!

Wow! It's been tampered with!

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Could it be that the system is talking about the space kitchen?

Thinking of this, Song Yan was extremely grateful that she had inherited her grandfather's portable space.

"So...the correction process failed?" Song Yan asked cautiously.

"Woo..." The system let out a mournful cry, "The main system has determined that this world line is irreversible and has decided to give up on correcting it..."

Song Yan felt so relieved that her legs almost weakened and she fell to the ground.

Shu Changyu quickly supported him, his eyes dark, "What happened?"

Song Yan shook her head, grabbed Shu Changyu's wrist tightly with her backhand, and then asked the system: "What about you? Will you continue to exist?"

The system sobbed aggrievedly: "The main system has given up on this world. I, I will be recalled soon... Host, you are too cruel. You don't even want to do a mission..."

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched, thinking that this broken system was quite good at turning the tables.

"Alright, alright, go away now." Song Yan waved her hands in her mind, "Don't come here again."

【Zi... System is being unbound...】

The mechanical sound gradually became weaker and finally disappeared completely in Song Yan's mind.

Song Yan let out a long sigh, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

He looked up at Shu Changyu, his eyes still red, but he smiled brightly: "It's okay, it's all resolved."

Shu Changyu raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not believing what he said, but seeing that he didn't want to talk more, he didn't ask any more questions, but raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes: "Go home?"

Song Yan nodded heavily: "Go home!"

The two walked hand in hand on the way home, and the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.

Song Yan suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "Is everything in the capital settled?"

"Then King Chen..."

"died."

"real?!"

"Where's the little pomegranate?"

"I don't know."

......

When we returned to the villa, it was getting dark.

Song Wanzhou stood at the door and waved at them, smiling, "Brother, sister-in-law! Dad and Jiaojiao are back, waiting for you two to have dinner!"

Song Yan showed surprise: "Dad and Jiaojiao are back?"

"Let's go, let's go!" He pulled Shu Changyu and walked quickly inside, his voice filled with suppressed excitement.

Shu Changyu was pulled by him, his eyelids slightly raised, looking at his excited back, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to smile under the light and shadow.

The door slowly closed behind them, and the lanterns on the lintel swayed gently in the evening breeze, casting a warm orange light.

***

It was not until the system left that Song Yan realized belatedly that he had forgotten to ask the system why the plot had collapsed into such a mess.

For example, Shu Changyu is clearly a man, so how could he become the female lead?

But her character is also very different from the gentle and virtuous character in the original work.

At the beginning, he was badly deceived by the original plot.

But the system has disappeared, and these questions may never be answered.

Song Yan shook her head and decided not to think about it any more.

Anyway, his current life was earned by his own hands, so whether it was a system or the original work, it didn’t matter.

He turned his head to look at Shu Changyu beside him, who was leaning lazily against the porch pillar.

The moonlight was clear, shining on his jade-like face, outlining a cold outline.

Song Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him closer, and kissed him fiercely in the other's slightly surprised look.

Shu Changyu was stunned at first, then he chuckled, took the initiative to hold the back of his head, and deepened the kiss.

As their lips met, Song Yan thought -

Screw the plot.

That's fine.