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

I saw a small stall in front of me with a stove burning brightly and a whole leg of lamb placed high on it.

I don't know how long it's been roasted, but it's already cooked through, with a golden brown exterior. The stall owner is slicing the meat with a knife.

The sliced meat is wrapped in paper and the customer is given a wooden skewer to eat.

"Gulp gulp!" This is the sound of Fang Yin swallowing his saliva.

Fang Nanzhi also felt greedy, as she had never eaten mutton before.

"Well, let's wait until we find an inn and then come out for dinner." Fang Tong coaxed the two of them.

The two, one big and one small, nodded in unison, but even after the ox cart had gone far away, they still couldn't stop looking at the stall.

Although East Street is not the main street, it is more lively than the county town.

Along the way, there were many delicious and fun things, and Fang Nanzhi felt overwhelmed.

Fortunately, they arrived at the door of the inn in a short while. Fang Tong looked forward and found that this area was full of inns.

He went in and asked the price one by one.

As expected, Qingping Inn is the cheapest.

A superior room costs two hundred wen per room, a medium room costs one hundred wen per room, and a inferior room costs thirty wen per room. The dormitory room is cheaper, costing five wen per person.

But Fang Tong brought his wife and children with him, and it was too inconvenient to sleep in a large dormitory.

I gritted my teeth and booked a lower-class room. It's only for two nights, so I decided to squeeze in.

Money should be saved and spent where it is needed.

As for the oxcart, it was stored in the backyard of the inn, but the fodder and water for the oxen cost money. One penny per meal.

The money had to be spent, so Fang Tong asked the family to go into the room first, and he and the waiter went to park the ox cart.

The lower-class room is not very big, with a small kang that can accommodate four people.

In other words, someone has to sleep on the floor.

However, Fang Nanzhi didn't worry about these things. She helped put the luggage away and said excitedly: "Aunt, let's go shopping."

Qian Fengping: ...

After riding in the ox cart for a whole day, the child doesn't seem tired at all.

"Don't worry, take a rest first." Qian Fengping comforted her and asked the waiter for a pot of hot water.

First, everyone drank some to warm up their bodies, and then asked their son to change Fang Yin's medicine.

Fang Yin's injuries have mostly healed, but he still needs to apply medicine every day.

After they finished their work, Fang Tong also came up.

He picked up the teapot and poured it directly into his mouth. After drinking it, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve without any care.

"Are you settled? Let's go? Go out?" Fang Tong was tired from driving the carriage, but it was also his first time in the provincial capital, so he decided to seize the time to see the world.

Well, the main thing is to sell the cakes and chestnuts as soon as possible, at least I can earn back the travel expenses and rent.

When the family arrived at the front hall, the waiter greeted them warmly: "Brother Fang, do you want to go out for a walk? There's an East Market just down the road, it's the busiest place there."

"Thank you, little brother."

Fang Tong responded.

While tying up the cow just now, Fang Tong made a friend.

When I went out, I happened to see shops on a street starting to light lanterns.

One light after another came on, as if the whole street had come alive. Qin Yan's mood inexplicably brightened as he watched.

Fang Nanzhi grabbed the wheelchair handles with both hands, pushed it from behind, and trotted, "Go!"

Fang Tong quickly chased after him: "What are you rushing for? Your brother will throw you away again!"

In just two steps, he grabbed the girl and deprived her of the right to push the wheelchair.

Qian Fengping pushed her son, Fang Tong held her daughter in one hand and her second brother in the other.

Although it is a bit awkward to hold hands with his second brother at such an old age, but with his second brother's intelligence, what if he runs away without being watched?

Several people went towards the East Market that the waiter mentioned.

The further you go, the more lively it becomes.

Fang Yin had sharp eyes and stared at a stall and refused to leave.

That stall sells roasted persimmons, and there are a lot of people queuing up.

"Third brother, buy one. Zhizhi is hungry."

Fang Yin is very good at the art of speaking.

Fang Tong's face was full of black lines. If his second brother hadn't drooled at the corners of his mouth, he would have believed it. He really did it for Zhizhi.

Fang Nanzhi nodded repeatedly: "I haven't eaten it, Dad, buy it."

Fine.

The family is not in a hurry, so they just queue up here.

After waiting in line for a quarter of an hour, it was their turn. Fang Tong only bought two, saying there were still plenty of delicious food ahead, so he left some for later.

Uncle Fang Yin and his nephew had no objection.

Qian Fengping and Fang Tong shared one, and Fang Nanzhi and his sister and Fang Yin shared one.

After eating, continue shopping.

The East Market is indeed bustling because there is a teahouse there. Today they set up a stage outside and invited storytellers to perform.

There were a lot of people crowded around the stage watching the fun.

The family found a stall not far away and ordered two servings of fried noodles.

They don't have this thing in their county.

Fang Tong was not in a hurry to eat. He set his eyes on the vendor selling fruits and vegetables in front of the teahouse.

As soon as the customers inside called, the vendors would go in to deliver fruits and vegetables, and the waiters in the teahouse would not stop them.

His eyes were bright, and he grabbed his daughter who was eating happily and said, "Zhizhi, are you full? Come with daddy and do something big!"

Fang Nanzhi had a mouth full of fried noodles and didn't have time to swallow it, so she couldn't refute.

Fang Tong didn't care. He picked up the bamboo basket and said before leaving: "Mother Qian, you wait here and don't wander off. Second brother, listen to your sister-in-law."

Qian Fengping nodded: "Don't worry."

The father and daughter first ran to a house on the street.

Fang Tong knocked on the door, said something to the person with a smile on his face, then took out three cents and gave it to the person. The person then welcomed the father and daughter in.

Fang Tong came to borrow the stove. He had to put the sugar-roasted chestnuts back into the wok and fry them until they were hot and fragrant so that they could attract people.

Alas, I left in too much of a hurry. I should have settled it at the inn first. Borrowing the stove from the inn could have saved me these three cents.

When the father and son came out again, they carried the bamboo basket and moved among the crowd listening to storytelling.

"Crack." Fang Nanzhi broke open a shell, hot steam came out, and a sweet smell spread.

The people around couldn't help but look over. Fang Nanzhi said with a smile, "Uncles and aunts, would you like some sugar-roasted chestnuts? They're very cheap, only sixty coins a pound!"

That’s right, the price has gone up! After all, it’s a provincial capital, so there are definitely more wealthy people than in a county town.

Most people turned their heads away when they heard the price, ignored it, and continued listening to the book.

It’s too expensive, sixty cents per pound.

But there were no people around Fang Nanzhi who were wearing long robes and holding folding fans, obviously dressed like scholars.

Most people who can afford to read are not short of money.

But one person was puzzled: "What is this chestnut? Why have I never heard of it?"

Fang Nanzhi immediately put the one in his hand into his mouth, took a few more from the basket and distributed them to them, one for each of them.

"Brothers, try this! Wild animals from the mountains, fried with sugar, are delicious."

Several scholars met her clear eyes without much hesitation.

Learn to eat it the same way she did before.

Someone's eyes lit up: "Not bad, very sweet and sticky, with a very solid texture."

"I think this is a good thing to go with tea in winter."

They thought it was okay, so they paid for it and bought one pound each. They thought that ordinary scholars would give some face to the child who was only as tall as their waist, so they also asked for some.

Fang Tongle was delighted and wrapped it neatly and gave it to them.

He also reminded: "Gentlemen, eat it while it's hot. It will affect the taste if it gets cold."

After saying that, he pulled his daughter to the other side.

This thing is too expensive and ordinary people can't afford it, so he targets people who are dressed in fancy clothes.