I married a playboy at the beginning, and I changed my fate by eating delicious food

I think that no one will come to eat cold noodles or cold dishes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the whole family should get together and eat something delicious.

Xu Si and others decided not to open the shop tomorrow and have a good rest for a day. Besides, they were really exhausted from being busy selling mooncakes these days.

"Ah Shui Xiao Yu, you guys can come directly to our place for dinner tomorrow night."

Ah Shui was the man who fell into the water and was rescued. It has been so long and no one has come to look for him. He has become a little silent.

Come to think of it, without knowing the past and predicting the future, anyone would be confused.

Everyone needs a name, we can't always use "Wei" as a nickname. Anyway, he was rescued from the water and has a connection with water, so we might as well call him Ah Shui. The man didn't object, so we just called him that for the time being.

Considering that he and An Yu had no relatives around them, Lou Yuexin and the others discussed and decided to let them celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with their families.

"That's too much of a disturbance. I can be alone." An Yu hastily refused.

Ah Shui didn't say anything. He had no money on him, so he had to listen to Xu Si's arrangements, otherwise he would starve.

"Don't be polite. Since you call me Master Xu, just treat us as family." Xu Si patted his shoulder and advised.

Perhaps because he was alone, An Yu didn’t like to talk much, was a little introverted, and was afraid of bothering others. Sometimes she felt that he seemed to have a “people-pleasing personality.”

Asking about the apprenticeship and offering to help with the work was probably the boldest thing he had ever done in his life.

"Okay." An Yu was a little moved. Ever since his parents passed away, he was alone during the Mid-Autumn Festival every year. He would just say goodbye and go to bed early. He didn't want to listen to the noisy voices in other people's homes, which would only make him feel lost.

At night, when Xu Si was about to close the store, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Wait!"

The sound was getting closer and closer to them, and everyone looked over there. Shen Anyi and Shen Jingchuan stood in front of them with some vigilance, and Da Huang and Xiao Bai also barked a few times.

A middle-aged man hurried towards them, stopped at the door of the store, bent down and supported his knees with his hands.

He took a few quick breaths, feeling somewhat relieved, "Luckily I made it in time."

Xu Si asked hesitantly, "What are you doing?"

The man calmed down for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm the steward of the Sun Mansion, and I want to order a cake for tomorrow."

Sun Mansion? This is the first time I've heard of it.

Basically all the wealthy families in the county have come to the store to order something, either cakes or moon cakes.

The only thing I have no impression of is the Sun Mansion.

Xu Si thought about it and replied, "We probably can't do this. Since you come to buy from us, you should know that we need to make reservations in advance."

The middle-aged man was also somewhat helpless. The master had a feud with Master Wang, and he had tried to trip up the chef before but failed, so he was already unhappy. Moreover, this cake was introduced by Master Wang, so he subconsciously rejected it.

However, cakes are popular among rich families, and now everyone has to order a birthday cake for their birthday.

The old lady ate it at a banquet and appreciated it very much, so she asked her son to give one to her on her birthday.

Mr. Sun felt that it was a bit embarrassing to come and buy it, but he had to listen to his mother, so he asked the cook at home to imitate it.

He tried to do this for half a month but still couldn't figure it out. Tomorrow was his mother's birthday. After struggling for a day and with the persuasion of people around him, he finally gave in and asked the housekeeper to buy one.

So there is no time to make reservations in advance. I can’t elaborate on the reasons, but you can’t say that you wanted to imitate it but failed to do so, otherwise you will be criticized.

The man frowned and said, "If I order it now, can I get it tomorrow?"

Xu Si avoided the topic. They had predetermined rules, and if he just said that he could do it, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

No one else spoke, just listened quietly to the negotiation between the two.

"Look at the notice on the door. We won't be open tomorrow."

The man could vaguely make out through the moonlight, and it was indeed the case.

"Can't it be done quickly?" He was a little anxious himself. If he couldn't accomplish this, the master would be finished, and so would he.

Xu Si hesitated for a moment, suppressed his inner joy, and said with a serious face, "Okay, but..."

"But anything, as long as it can be done, just tell me what you need." The man spoke with hope.

"But it costs extra." She looked up at the man carefully, observing his reaction.

The man heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. This is easy to do. "Okay, no problem. As long as you make it, you can get it tomorrow evening."

Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem, their masters have plenty of money.

Although it was something he should be happy about, Xu Si wanted to turn into a sour grape and look at the other person, asking for more money just because he was asked to.

Money can solve 99% of the problems in the world. If she had this ability, I can’t imagine what a cheerful little girl she would be.

Money makes the devil work; without money, you become the devil who pushes the mill. She is that devil who pushes the mill now.

Xu Si smiled widely, "Then please come in and see what style you need."

She pushed the door open again and welcomed the man into the shop. Shen Jingchuan took the lamp and relit it.

Ah Shui was about to go back to his room to sleep, but when he heard a noise in the shop, he was worried that it was thieves, so he picked up his carrying pole and approached quietly. He found that it was Xu Si and others returning, and then he felt relieved.

The man flipped through the cake brochure and felt a little emotional. He didn't expect there were so many varieties.

They had never eaten it or seen it before, and it was really difficult for them to ask the chef to make it based on the master's description.

What I made eventually became meals for the servants. Even though it was expensive, I felt a bit nauseous after eating it for half a month. Now I am finally relieved.

"Let's take this one, the largest size." The man looked through it for a long time and finally decided.

It looks like the most luxurious one here. The master and the mistress will definitely like it.

"Okay," Xu Si wrote down the style of cake and the time to pick it up tomorrow on a piece of paper, and handed one of the copies to the man as a receipt for picking it up tomorrow.

The man kept it close to his body. Although he did not recognize the words on it, could it be a secret code they had developed themselves to prevent others from claiming it?

As a housekeeper, assisting the master with daily work, it is naturally impossible to be illiterate.

He once studied to be a scholar, but later failed the provincial examination twice.

After spending six years without any results, his family elders were getting old, and he had a wife and children to support, so he felt defeated by life and gave up the idea of ​​taking the imperial examination.

It is said that one would not bow down for five pecks of rice. In fact, five pecks of rice is 75 jin, and one jin of rice costs 10 wen, which is 750 wen.

His monthly salary was 5 taels. It was said that the master found out that the monthly salary of the steward in the palace was 4 taels, so he set a salary of 5 taels for him.

He is bound to be taller than Master Wang, which is naturally a good thing for him.

Although my heart is with my own master, sometimes I am quite grateful to Master Wang.

After all, it is equivalent to more than 6 five dou of rice, so just bow your head.

Who can resist money? If you don’t make money, you’re a bastard.

If using money is an insult to him, then please go ahead and insult him as much as you can.

Because the cake the man chose was not cheap to begin with, and now it was rushed, it was finally sold for a whopping 12 taels of silver.