After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"Brother Fang, I know what's going on."

Cheng Xiaohu scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

But Fang Tong's gaze on the boy was even stranger.

Did he have an idea? Or was he holding back some big move? Fang Tong sighed inwardly, worried that this young brother would do something wrong in a fit of impulse.

"Xiao Hu, if you expose the Gongchun Pot incident, it will only make them hate you even more."

When Chef Song was leaving, he looked as if he wanted to cut both Cheng Xiaohu and him into pieces. He didn't believe that such a person could keep to himself, but he didn't believe it.

"I know it's not easy for you to get this job, but you have to give it up when you have to. Don't worry. Right now, your brother's cake business is booming, and we just need help. Otherwise, you can just follow me."

That's true. We just received such a large order, so we have to hire someone.

"Brother Fang, don't worry." Cheng Xiaohu didn't take it to heart. He just thought it was Brother Fang's kindness. After all, he was still looking for sales channels a few days ago. How could it become popular so quickly?

However, he also knew that if he didn't reveal the truth today, Brother Fang would not be able to trust him. After looking around to see if there was anyone around, he lowered his voice and spoke.

"I won't use force against them. Even though I've been bullied by them these days, I've been investigating things behind the scenes. After a while, when I get solid evidence, who knows who will be the unlucky one."

Fang Tong looked at him for a long time. Okay, the little brother has grown up and has his own ideas.

In the end, he didn't say anything to dissuade him, but patted Cheng Xiaohu on the shoulder.

"When you have trouble, come to me."

"Got it, Brother Fang."

Fang Tong didn't stay long and turned to leave.

Inside the Taotie Building, a pair of shifty eyes stared at Fang Tong's departing figure, then secretly withdrew their gaze and entered the kitchen.

"That bastard left?"

"I'm gone. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Fatty Song's face was sinister, and his hands, which had just been pinched, were swollen.

"Uncle, we can't just let this go. Cheng Xiaohu knows about the Gongchun Pot, and with that peasant in tow, it's going to be hard for us to deal with him!"

"He's just a peasant, what skills can he have? Go find a few people to follow him, and when the opportunity arises, teach him a lesson!"

Chef Song said viciously and stuck the kitchen knife in his hand directly into the chopping board.

"But, that person doesn't look easy to mess with."

Fatty Song was still trembling, the pain in his hand constantly reminding him of Fang Tong's terrifying power.

"What's going on in your head every day? No matter how strong that bastard is, he can't stand up to numbers. As long as his face is not seen, you can escape unscathed."

Chef Song looked at him with disapproval.

"Also, Cheng Xiaohu can't be kept!"

Now that we know that he brought in a clay pot to replace the Gongchun pot, staying in the Taotie Tower would be a time bomb.

If the shopkeeper knew about this, not only would he have to return the money he embezzled, but he would also probably lose his current position.

The kitchen knife reflected his sinister face, and Chef Song's eyes became increasingly vicious.

"Got it, nephew will do it right away. First, find someone to teach that bastard a lesson."

Fatty Song agreed and turned to leave.

At noon, Manager Zhao came to the restaurant.

"Boss, you're back."

Zhou Hou came forward to show his courtesy, but was frightened by the stern face of Shopkeeper Zhao.

What happened? It was fine when I went out.

Shopkeeper Zhao sat aside, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in anger.

"Bam—"

The sound of the cup being smashed scared Zhou Hou so much that he stood aside with his head huddled.

"Manager Zhao, it's the middle of the day, don't get angry."

Chef Song came out and looked at the broken cup with his smile still on his face.

"Old Song, have you ever heard of cake?"

"Cake?" Chef Song looked puzzled. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere before.

"I don't know where this snack comes from, but it's been extremely popular in the county town these past few days. The cake from Juxianglou costs eighty cents a piece, but they're still in short supply."

"We have to send someone to find out where that thing came from!"

Taotielou's business has always been inferior to Juxianglou's. If it falls behind even further, I'm afraid it will have no customers at all.

cake?

Cheng Xiaohu, who was working nearby, narrowed his eyes. Isn't this Brother Fang's business?

"Shopkeeper Zhao, why are the cakes selling so well?"

Cheng Xiaohu asked tentatively.

"That's right. The county lieutenant's family sent people to inquire about the purchase, and finally let Juxianglou take the order, which can be considered as a relationship established." Shopkeeper Zhao sighed.

After saying that, he finally realized something: "Xiaohu, you also know about cake?"

He understood Cheng's family situation, but he couldn't afford such expensive food.

Cheng Xiaohu scratched his head, pretended to be honest and looked at Chef Song not far away, pretended to hesitate for a moment, and then spoke.

"This cake is my brother's business. He came to our store to sell it a few days ago. Unfortunately, before we could say a few words, he..."

He stopped talking mid-sentence.

But when his eyes fell on Chef Song, the meaning was obvious.

Shopkeeper Zhao looked over and frowned in confusion: "Old Song, this matter has something to do with you, you confiscated it?"

Chef Song's heart sank to the bottom. He never expected that the peasant had such ability.

He forced a smile and said, "Haven't we always been collaborating with the dim sum shop? Plus, there was a misunderstanding, so I decided not to take it."

The voice became lower and lower.

But Cheng Xiaohu raised an eyebrow and added, "Uncle Song said that we are a restaurant that entertains nobles and would not look down on the things of ordinary people."

"What?! Lao Song, you're a cook. When have you ever been able to make decisions for me? Besides, do you look down on peasants? Lao Song, don't your parents farm to support you?"

As soon as Shopkeeper Zhao heard this, he understood that Chef Song must be bullying others by taking advantage of his power. He immediately became furious and stood up suddenly.

This cake is very popular in the county, making him jealous.

Only now did he realize that Qingfeng Tower had the opportunity to earn this money, but it was pushed away by others?

"no!"

When Chef Song heard this, he became anxious and tried to make excuses.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, please don't misunderstand me. That peasant is definitely not a good person. I think the cake will only be popular for a while. I don't know how it will be in the future. Don't listen to Xiaohu's nonsense!"

"I dare not deceive the shopkeeper." Cheng Xiaohu smiled, without any sign of cowardice on his face.

"If Shopkeeper Zhao doesn't believe it, he can just ask someone to investigate. My brother came here today, but he was chased away again."

The more Cheng Xiaohu spoke, the uglier Manager Zhao's expression became.

You know, he wandered around the county town for half a day today and still couldn't find out where the cake came from.

But when he came back, he heard that Fatty Song had offended that man.

"Xiao Hu, you're usually so cunning, how dare you throw dirty water on me? What happened today? Zhou Hou saw it all!" Chef Song didn't realize the seriousness of the matter and continued to argue, "Shopkeeper Zhao, you better open your eyes and don't be fooled by this kid!"

Shopkeeper Zhao had a cold expression on his face as he glanced at Zhou Hou, who was timid and didn't dare to say a word.