Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

As soon as Song Yan came back, she removed the internal organs of the small fish and hung them neatly in the corner.

At this moment, he was standing with his hands on his hips, admiring the fruits of his afternoon's work, when he heard Aunt Niu's loud voice, which was so familiar to him.

Song Yan was so confused. No, how did this rumor spread? It was absolutely outrageous.

"That's a rumor, a rumor!" Song Yan said angrily.

Erlin also came out to help him explain: "This is just a rumor. Auntie, don't worry. There is still food at home."

Aunt Niu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Then why do you go down to the river to catch those small fish and shrimps? It won't fill your stomach, it's a waste of time."

"Don't worry about this, Auntie." Song Yan said, and suddenly thought of something, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile, "Auntie, I remember you have an iron pot at home, right?"

When Aunt Niu saw his expression, which looked like a little fox with bad intentions, she immediately became alert: "What do you want to do?"

Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew how bad his image was in Aunt Niu's mind. He said helplessly, "Don't get me wrong. I just wanted to use the excuse of frying some fish."

Aunt Niu complained, "That thing needs to be fried. It wastes so much oil."

Even though she said that, she walked towards the door: "Wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

Erya was not interested in the small fish and shrimp at first, but when she heard that they were going to be fried in oil, she immediately came out of the house carrying Yaya.

Soon Aunt Niu brought over the big iron pot from her home.

When she saw Yaya, Aunt Niu was suddenly happy.

"Ahh~" Yaya smiled sweetly at Aunt Niu.

Aunt Niu's heart almost melted. She hugged Yaya and said affectionately, "Oh, my little darling, did you miss me?"

Song Yan picked up the iron pot and was shocked.

Hey!

It is indeed a real iron pot, quite heavy.

He waved his hand and said, "Erlin, light a fire!"

Heat some oil in a pan and fry the fish.

Pan-fried fish is the dish that tests your patience the most. It needs to be fried slowly over low heat until both sides are golden brown, so that it can achieve the texture of being crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and delicious.

After Song Yan put the pot on the stove, he went to look for lard in the firewood pile. As a result, he turned the whole pile of firewood over and still couldn't find it. He thought that Erlin must have moved the place where he hid the lard.

No, isn't it obvious that we are guarding against him?

Song Yan was so angry that he couldn't help laughing. He put his arm around Erlin's shoulder and said in a gentle voice, "Little brother, take out the oil quickly. I'll return a can of oil to you in a few days, okay?"

Erlin looked at him silently without saying anything.

Song Yan was confused by what he saw. What did it mean? Was it going to work or not?

Erlin glanced at the earthenware jar next to the stove again, and Song Yan immediately understood. He opened the lid and took out a small earthenware jar the size of a palm from the jar.

There is only half of the lard left in the jar, and there is not much salt left. There are still many things to buy at home. It seems that I really have to go to the county town in a few days.

Thinking of this, Song Yan scooped a large spoonful of lard from the earthenware jar, which made Erlin's heart beat fast.

No wonder his father told him before he left to keep an eye on the valuables at home and never let his eldest brother see them. He was a little confused at the time, but now he finally understood what his father meant.

Big brother is really good at wasting money.

The lard melted instantly when it came into contact with heat, giving off an enticing aroma. Song Yan immediately put in the chopped onion, ginger and garlic, fried them slightly to bring out the garlic flavor, and then started to add the small fish.

Song Yan said, "Turn down the fire a little bit."

Erlin took a piece of firewood from the stove and stuffed it into the ashes to put out the fire.

The small fish fell into the pan and was quickly fried until golden brown and crispy. Song Yan held the spatula, turned the small fish over, and quickly sprinkled some salt on it.

The delicious aroma drifted out of the kitchen, and Aunt Niu took a deep breath: "It smells really good."

She couldn't help but go into the kitchen and take a look. Seeing the oil in the pot, Aunt Niu covered her chest and trembled with heartache.

What a prodigal son!

Song Yan said excitedly: "Aunt, come and try my cooking skills."

Aunt Niu gasped and said, "How can it not taste good if you put so much oil in it?"

As he spoke, a fried fish was stuffed into his mouth.

The first feeling is hotness. Gradually, a garlic aroma fills the tongue. After the tongue adapts to the garlic aroma, the crispy aroma of the fried fish spreads to the entire mouth.

Aunt Niu's eyebrows twitched, and then she began to chew slowly. The skin on the outside was fried crispy, but the meat inside was soft and tender, with the unique freshness of fish, which was very memorable.

Seeing that Aunt Niu didn't say anything, Song Yan couldn't wait to say, "How is it, Auntie? It's delicious, right?"

Aunt Niu nodded slowly, without even hearing what Song Yan was asking.

He chewed the fish until it was soft and even swallowed the fish bones without spitting them out.

For a long time, the delicious taste of fish lingered in her mouth. Aunt Niu smacked her lips, savoring the taste over and over again.

How come it is so delicious?

Erya's eyes rolled, and then she raised her little face and said pitifully, "Brother, I want to eat too."

Song Yan quickly picked up a small fish and gave it to her: "Here, this is for you."

Erya opened her mouth and took a bite. After a moment, her pretty little face was full of disbelief. It was actually really delicious.

It tastes better than the egg drop soup I had this morning.

Song Yan picked up another small fish for Erlin: "Erlin, open your mouth."

Erlin opened his mouth subconsciously, and after a moment, surprise appeared on his face.

Seeing everyone enjoying the food so much, Song Yan couldn't help showing off, and the villain in her heart proudly put his hands on his hips.

Song Yan put the fried fish into a bowl and said, "Erlin, go cook. Add more rice so that everyone can have a full meal tonight."

Song Yan turned to Aunt Niu and said, "Aunt, you can stay and eat too."

Aunt Niu quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I'll go home and eat."

Aunt Niu wanted to ask him to save some food, but she swallowed the words back.

Forget it, the kid from the Song family is still quite capable. With him around, the little ones below will never go hungry.

"Mom! Mom!" A young man's voice came from the Niu family across the street.

"Hey, I'll be back soon." Aunt Niu picked up the iron pot and left.

"The pot hasn't been washed yet." Song Yan said quickly.

"Why are you washing it?" Aunt Niu glared at him and looked at the thin layer of oil in the pot. She felt so distressed as if she was cutting her flesh. "There is still so much oil. I will take it back to cook some vegetables."

Song Yan hissed. He had never thought that it could be recycled and reused.

Aunt Niu couldn't stop laughing when she saw how he was frustrated. "You little bastard, is it so easy for you to take advantage of me?"

She looked as if she had found a great bargain and walked away happily holding the iron pot.

Song Yan, who had always been strong, would never give in. He shouted at Aunt Niu's back, "Aunt, lend me two more cabbages."

Aunt Niu's voice came from afar: "Get lost."

Alas, Aunt Niu is not easy to fool.

"Hey~"

Song Yan turned around and saw the cute smiling face of the little cub. He curled up the corners of his mouth unconsciously and showed a smile.

Looking at the little guy's soft white face, I couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face: "Little rascal."

Yaya waved her hands excitedly: "Yeah yeah."

Erya rolled her eyes secretly and said, "Everyone called you a little fool, and you really responded."

Song Yan laughed out loud and hooked Yaya's soft little hand: "Come on, call me brother."

Yaya opened her eyes wide: "Yeah."

Song Yan repeated patiently: "Call me brother."

Yaya: “Yeah!”

Song Yan then gave up and said, forget it, I won’t bother with you, a worthless villain.

He shouted to the kitchen: "Erlin, is the rice ready?"

After a while, Erlin came out with a dusty face: "It's done."

Song Yan quickly picked up the bowl and said, "It's time to eat."