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

The old village chief was full of doubts. After all, Fang Tong's appearance didn't seem like he was coming to announce good news.

Seeing the village chief's distrust, Fang Tong was not in a hurry and continued, "Don't worry, when the time comes, if you want to sell something, send it to me and I'll calculate the money on the spot!"

"Everyone has been eating chestnuts for so many days that the children's faces have turned yellow. I finally have a chance to exchange them for some rice or flour to supplement the nutrition of the children at home."

Fang Tong struck while the iron was hot and whispered something in the village chief's ear.

The old village chief frowned, and the scrutiny in his eyes remained the same.

"Old Third, this will indeed benefit the villagers, but you have to think carefully. Five cents a pound is not a small amount."

"If that news gets out and the price doesn't come out, you'll be in trouble."

Nowadays, every household in the village picks chestnuts every day, so they must have saved some.

If the news of five cents per pound is released and Fang Tong changes his mind again, it will be difficult to deal with.

"I won't hide it from you. I'm collaborating with a big teahouse in the county on this chestnut business. I've suffered a lot trying to find this business, and I even got beaten up on the way!"

Fang Tong pretended to be pitiful, pointed at the bruises on his face, and rolled up his sleeves to show his arms to the village chief.

All the scars, big and small, on it showed that what Fang Tong said was true.

"I've suffered so much for the sake of our villagers, to give them another chance to survive."

Fang Tong could tell lies without blushing or getting nervous.

Getting hurt becomes the price to pay for the benefit of the whole village.

"Grandpa Village Chief, everything my father said is true!"

Although Fang Nanzhi didn't understand his father's thoughts, it was always right to support him.

The old village chief looked at the father and daughter, thoughtfully.

Although eight out of ten of Fang Tong's words are bullshit, Zhizhi is different. The village chief finds this little girl so rare just by looking at her.

But... the village chief is not stupid. He is afraid that Fang Tong really has some connections, and he collects the chestnuts for some use, not for the sake of the villagers.

No matter what, it's a good thing for everyone that someone is collecting chestnuts.

The old village chief's brow gradually relaxed: "Okay, since we agreed to pay you in cash, I'll run an errand for you."

The matter is settled.

When the father and daughter returned home, Fang Tong was not idle either. He immediately began to lecture Tiezhu and the other two.

"Before you start working, wash your hands first, and trim your fingernails if they are long! We are in the food business, so we have to be clean."

The three of them agreed and immediately took care of their personal hygiene.

Fang Tong put his hands behind his back and checked very strictly.

We were all gangsters, so who knew who? On weekdays, we didn't wash our hands for two or three days.

That's really shameful.

After a while, Fang Tong was satisfied when the three brothers felt that their skin was completely washed.

"I'll teach Erwa and Goudan how to beat eggs first, and then I'll teach Tiezhu how to fry chestnuts."

Fang Tong rolled up his sleeves, took the eggs and bowl and started to stir.

"Crack the eggs into a bowl, remember to separate the egg whites and yolks, then add sugar to the egg whites and start beating until small bubbles appear."

Fang Tong spoke as he worked, muttering to himself.

However, he was injured, and after fighting for a while, his arms felt sore and began to tremble.

"Okay, I understand."

Erwa was the first to notice it. He snatched the bowl from Fang Tong's hand and started to stand there in a daze.

He was quick and soon tiny bubbles appeared inside.

"and then?"

"Add more sugar and continue beating. When the foam becomes dense, add more sugar."

Fang Tong gave the instructions, and Goudan followed suit, beating two eggs and working together.

After beating two bowls of eggs, their wrists became noticeably sore and swollen.

"Take a rest if you're tired. It's enough as long as these eggs can produce that many in a day."

Qian Fengping brought out two bowls of sugar water and handed them to the two of them.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Erwa and Goudan were flattered and took it quickly.

Fifteen cents a day was already a good wage, but I didn’t expect to get sugar water to drink.

"Third brother, what about me? What should I do?"

Tiezhu is ready to make a move, both to make money and for Xiao Tianshui.

Fang Tong understood what he was thinking, so he patted his butt and stood up.

"You have a lot to do. Roasting chestnuts is a technical job."

He muttered to himself and took Tiezhu to the kitchen.

Qian Fengping had already processed the chestnuts and placed them neatly aside.

Demonstrate how to boil sugar in hot water using a square copper tube.

"First, boil the sugar water, then add the boiled chestnuts. When the sugar water is almost done, stir-fry the chestnuts and cook over high heat until the juice is reduced."

Tiezhu nodded vigorously and tried it as well.

"what!"

After a while, screams like those of a pig being slaughtered came from the kitchen, and Qian Fengping and Fang Nanzhi came over.

"What's going on?"

"Hot, hot!"

Tiezhu's red hands were directly soaked in cold water, and he grimaced in pain.

There was a chestnut lying on the ground, emitting white smoke and dripping with sugar water.

"Uncle Tiezhu, be careful." Fang Nanzhi noticed something was wrong and warned, "Hot sugar water is hotter than red-hot firewood! When you stir-fry, take your time."

"I told you to go slow." Fang Tong knew Tie Zhu best and sighed, "There's no rush. Just learn it this afternoon."

The Qin family's yard was particularly lively today, and people passing by outside couldn't help but take a look inside.

Qin Yan watched for a while and saw Fang Nanzhi running around in the yard like a little bee.

I was busy adding sugar to the pot for Uncle Erwa and bringing firewood to Uncle Tiezhu.

He coughed lightly.

"Zhizhi, have you finished writing today?"

Fang Nanzhi's whole body trembled, and the smile on his face froze.

She slowly turned around and put on a flattering smile.

"Not yet, but I..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Nanzhi felt a chill on the back of his neck.

She was caught by Qin Yan and began to struggle, begging for mercy pitifully.

"Brother, I promise I'll write it later. I'll play for a while, just a little while!"

The house is finally so lively, and Fang Nanzhi doesn't want to be trapped in the room to write.

"If you say one more sentence, I'll write ten more words."

Fang Nanzhi felt aggrieved and kept whimpering while covering her mouth.

Qin Yan carried the little girl into the west room, isolating himself from the noise outside.

Fang Yin saw the two people come in and laughed.

"Zhizhi, let's study together."

He couldn't get off the kang, so his nephew forced him to read books early on.

Of course he was happy to see his niece coming to accompany him.

Human joy is not something we can all share. Fang Nanzhi was placed on a stool, looking like a rabbit that had suffered great grievances.

"Brother, I've already learned the Three Character Classic, why do I need to write more?"

Fang Nanzhi pursed her lips, and her round eyes followed Qin Yan's movements.

Qin Yan took out a test paper and handed it to the little girl.

"Today is different from before. Here is everything you've learned, and we'll take a test."

Fang Nanzhi suddenly became nervous.

She hasn't taken the exam yet.

"If you get an A in the exam, I'll give you a gift."