Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Song Yan was so angry that she laughed: "It's fun to lie to me, isn't it?"

Shu Changyu glanced at him and said calmly, "Oh."

He pointed at the grilled fish on the fire and said, "Your fish is burnt."

"Ahhh." Song Yan smelled the burning smell and rushed over to save it.

I picked up the branch and found that fortunately only one side was burnt, the other side was still edible.

He glared at Shu Changyu: "Why didn't you remind me."

Shu Changyu said indifferently: "You will eat the burnt ones anyway."

Song Yan couldn't win the argument with him, so he took a bite of the grilled fish angrily. The fish was still hot as it had just been grilled. He took a bite and was instantly burned to the point of tears.

Shu Changyu stared at his pair of watery eyes and felt inexplicably alluring.

He suddenly felt extremely hungry and asked, "Where is my fish?"

Song Yan put her hands on her waist and said, "Can't you roast it yourself? If you want to eat it, roast it yourself."

I won't serve you anymore.

Shu Changyu said, "I don't know how."

Song Yan didn't believe it. You, the heroine of a farming novel, couldn't even grill fish by yourself. Who were you trying to fool?

Suddenly, Shu Changyu came closer. His long and narrow eyes were like a lake at dusk, with the corners of his eyes slightly upturned, like rippling waves.

He blinked quickly and said with a half-smile, "Are you angry already?"

An extremely delicate face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the trembling eyelashes seemed like carefully trimmed feathers, gently brushing against his heartstrings.

Song Yan took a breath of cold air and quickly covered her chest.

This is so unfair, using the beauty trap.

He finally understood why Fairy Zixia could make Zhizunbao fall in love with her in an instant with just a blink of an eye.

How can one resist being moved by such a stunning beauty?

He turned his head away: "Don't look at me like that."

Shu Changyu said briskly: "I'm hungry."

Song Yan stood up and moved away from him: "Okay, okay, okay, you just want me to grill the fish for you? I'll grill it."

Shu Changyu said: "Don't burn it."

Song Yan deliberately said: "I can't control this."

Shu Changyu glanced at the berries beside him and reached out to grab them.

Song Yan quickly stopped him and assured him: "It won't be burnt. Do you trust my skills?"

Shu Changyu looked doubtful: "Technology?"

Song Yan gritted her teeth and said, "That was just an accident!"

"Just wait and eat."

He swallowed half of the grilled fish in one gulp, and because it was burnt, he couldn't taste anything specific.

He then grilled the fish, mashed the ground berries, mixed them with the sashimi, and ate them directly.

It looks like a dark dish, but it tastes unexpectedly sour and delicious.

The tenderness of the fish and the sweetness and sourness of the berries collide on the tip of your tongue, creating an indescribable wonderful taste.

Song Yan held the fish sashimi mixed with ground berries and said with a smile: "Would you like to have a bite of fish sashimi?"

In ancient times, sashimi was also called "fish sashimi". There are records of eating sashimi in all dynasties, especially in the previous dynasty, when it was popular for a period of time.

However, the fish used for sashimi are all freshwater fish such as carp, which are bound to have parasites.

Because many people died from parasites caused by eating raw fish, gradually, fewer people eat raw fish.

If it weren't for the clean stream water, he wouldn't dare to eat it raw.

If he is unlucky enough to have parasites, he has anthelmintics in his medicine box, so it won't be a problem.

Shu Changyu frowned and stepped back, indicating that he declined.

It was just as well that he didn't eat it, he enjoyed it all by himself.

The air was filled with the aroma of grilled fish, mixed with the smoke of the wood fire.

Bake for a quarter of an hour, until the edges of the fish curl up slightly and the skin becomes crispy, and you can tell at a glance that it is cooked.

He handed the branch to Shu Changyu: "Here, eat it."

Shu Changyu blew on it before tearing open the fish, immediately revealing the snow-white meat inside.

He took a bite and found the texture of the fish extremely delicate. It melted in his tongue with a light sip.

Because only a little salt is applied and there is no excessive seasoning, the freshness of the fish is completely preserved.

The heat is well controlled, making sure every inch of the fish is cooked to perfection.

After all, Song Yan gave his 100% strength.

Every food blogger cannot tolerate his or her cooking skills being questioned.

Shu Changyu said modestly: "Not bad."

Song Yan grilled a few more fish, but each time they were just grilled, they were snatched away by Shu Changyu.

He was angry: "I worked so hard to bake it for a long time, but I didn't even get to eat a few bites."

Shu Changyu held the fish in his mouth and said, "The next one is yours."

Song Yan said resentfully: "You just said that too."

When the fish in his hand was almost cooked, he didn't care about the heat and licked it with his tongue.

Song Yan looked at him proudly and said, "Let me see how you can snatch it from me."

Shu Changyu was speechless for a moment.

When the fish cooled down a little, he immediately tasted it. The texture of wild whitebait was indeed delicious, far superior to that of farmed ones.

After eating the fish, I ate the remaining scallion pancakes and my stomach was almost full.

At the foot of the mountain dozens of miles away, Erya counted the scallion pancakes in the winnowing basket: "One, two, three..."

She looked up at Erlin and said, "Brother, I have calculated that I can eat five at noon and three at night."

Erlin took a scallion pancake from her and put it in the evening pile: "Nonsense, you can't eat five at noon, save them for dinner."

Erya pouted: "Okay, okay."

She then said, "Brother, I have already finished writing ten big characters. Can we go out and play later?"

Erlin nodded: "Go ahead."

The afternoon sun was so warm that it made people doze off. Song Yan yawned contentedly.

I got up too early this morning and I'm so sleepy now.

He shook his head. He couldn't sleep because he still had to go hunting.

He asked Shu Changyu: "Can we go now?"

Seeing Shu Changyu nod, he put out the fire and prepared to leave.

After the fire was out, he was still worried and checked it several times. He even ran to the stream to dig up wet soil and buried it in the ashes to make sure it would not reignite.

He has to be careful. If a fire happens, the nearby villages will suffer and he will become a sinner.

He went to the stream to wash his hands, turned around and saw Shu Changyu coming over, picking up a bunch of pebbles.

Shu Changyu seemed to be in a good mood and asked him what prey he wanted.

Song Yan asked curiously, "Can I choose this?"

Shu Changyu said: "You can choose whatever you want."

Song Yan thought for a while and said, "Then let's catch a wild boar." Last night he boasted to the twins that he would catch a wild boar and bring it back.

Shu Changyu frowned slightly: "Wild boar meat is smelly."

Song Yan changed his words and said, "Then let's catch a little wild boar."

He has plenty of meat in his refrigerator, so he has no shortage of food.

"Just a few more pheasants and hares will be enough."

Suddenly, a few dark clouds floated in the sky, blocking the sun, and the dense forest suddenly became dark.

In the quiet grass, a barely perceptible movement suddenly passed by.

Shu Changyu reacted quickly. With a slight shake of his wrist, a small stone flew through the air like an arrow. At the same time, a muffled sound was heard, as if it had hit something.

Shu Changyu raised his eyelids and said, "Go pick it up."

Song Yan quickly walked forward, parted the grass, and saw a gray rabbit lying there quietly, motionless.

It is true that you can tell whether there is any result as soon as the heroine makes a move. No wonder the author always says "Follow the heroine to get meat."

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Song Yan lifted the rabbit's ears and looked at it: "Is it dead?"

Shu Changyu said: "He is not dead, he just fainted."

"That's good."

Song Yan picked up some straw ropes, tied up the rabbit's legs, and put it in the backpack to prevent it from running away after waking up.

Then Shu Changyu shot two pheasants in the same way.

They returned to the place where they had seen the goats, but unfortunately, the herd of goats had already left.

Song Yan looked around, and suddenly, a medium-sized wild boar came into view. It was digging the soil with its nose.

He excitedly tugged at Shu Changyu's sleeve and said anxiously, "Look, there's a wild boar!

Shu Changyu's forehead jumped: "Let go."

Song Yan quickly let go of her hand, her expression numb.

Perhaps it was because Shu Changyu made him feel too safe, so that he would forget that she was a girl every time and would always move closer to her unconsciously.

Fortunately, Shu Changyu didn't bother with him, otherwise he would have been beaten to death as a lecher.

Shu Changyu leaned sideways, raised his eyebrows, and spoke slowly: "Do you want to live or die?"

It’s not easy to bring him down the mountain alive. If he wakes up halfway, we won’t be able to hold him down.

It was also his fault for lack of experience that he forgot to bring the rope when going up the mountain.

Song Yan simply said, "Then let him die."

Shu Changyu drew out his short knife, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Stand aside."