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

Fang Tong had been looking at the entrance of the teahouse. This time the old man didn't come out for a long time, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

After a while, the old man came out, his steps were a little faster than before. When he saw him looking around, he raised his hand towards him.

Become!

Fang Tong took a few steps forward, but before he could ask, the old man spoke first: "A distinguished person wants to know about your food. Go quickly!"

He didn't have time to exchange pleasantries and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you, uncle!"

The old man waved his hand and watched him go in with the basket on his back.

As soon as Fang Tong stepped into the teahouse, the waiter came up to him and looked at him calmly. Before he could explain, a table of guests raised their hands.

"Hey, is this the old man's?"

"Yes, yes!" Fang Tong responded and bowed to the waiter again. Seeing that the guest had called him himself, the waiter didn't want to stop him and let him go.

"My dear young masters, these sugar-roasted chestnuts are homemade. They are perfect to eat while listening to a story or watching a play. They are so sweet and fragrant!"

There were three young men at this table, one wearing a long gown, holding a folding fan, and wearing a jade pendant. Fang Tong took a quick glance and knew that these were wealthy people.

He held the sugar-roasted chestnuts in both hands. The young master holding the fan pointed at the half-empty plate on their table with the end of the fan, and he quickly put the plate in.

On the other side, the young master wearing the jade pendant was already taking out money: "How much is it?"

"Master, sixty cents a pound!"

Unexpectedly, the young master took out the purse and gave it to him without blinking, his attention entirely on the storyteller.

Someone from another table nearby, probably familiar with the young masters at this table, suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, Mingtang, what did you buy?"

The young master of Mingtang, who was wearing a jade pendant, took out another forty coins and said, "Go and give him these."

Fang Tong just took out a pound of copper and hurriedly put the silver away. He turned around and weighed out forty coins for the young master. The young master was in a good mood and said, "That's very kind, Mingtang!"

As soon as the sugar-roasted chestnuts on the two tables were peeled, their sweet and fragrant smell attracted the attention of people around in the teahouse. Several more tables were sold at once. People didn't know what these sugar-roasted chestnuts were, but they just followed the trend and bought them to join in the fun.

I didn’t expect that it would be so soft and glutinous, and taste really good. It is indeed suitable for pairing with tea!

Especially since it is sweet but not greasy, women and children will definitely like it. Some of them just chewed two and then called Fang Tong back to buy a bag to take home.

Fang Tong was considered to have made a profit this time, and he felt so happy. When he went downstairs, he met the shopkeeper's gaze.

The two of them were separated by several tables of guests, and the shopkeeper pointed in the direction inside.

He knew that business had come to him, and just as he nodded, he saw a little head appear on the window of the teahouse.

She didn't know when her daughter came in, and was clinging to the window with great interest, listening to the storyteller tell the story!

He quickly walked to the window, grabbed his daughter's collar, and lifted her down from the window: "Don't be naughty, Daddy is busy with work."

The little girl smiled and said, "Dad, do you know what the Prince's Mansion is? Is it a high-ranking official?"

Fang Tong was speechless and was about to leave with her in his arms: "Dad has something important to discuss with the shopkeeper, you follow me."

Fang Nanzhi's butt sank and her father almost couldn't lift her.

"No, Dad, go and talk about business. I'll stay here and listen to my story. I won't keep you away. I believe you!"

As she spoke, she patted her father's arm, which made Fang Tong laugh. He loosened his grip and with his other hand took out a few sugar-roasted chestnuts from the basket and stuffed them into his daughter's hand.

"Okay, then you wait here for me and don't run around."

There were still quite a few people outside listening to the story. One of them, who had just bought chestnuts, interrupted with a smile, "Don't worry, the little girl is here, we'll watch over her and make sure no one can steal her!"

Fang Tong thanked him repeatedly before going to find the shopkeeper.

Of course, he mainly saw Qian Niang and others not far away also staring at this place, so they could come over immediately if anything happened.

The owner of the teahouse was named Gou. After the two sides exchanged greetings, they walked to the backyard. Gou went straight to the point and asked about the sugar-roasted chestnuts.

Fang Tong was thinking about his daughter, so he didn't beat around the bush and gave him some chestnuts to taste.

As soon as Shopkeeper Gou tasted it, he immediately understood why Fang Tong sold the old one when he came in just now.

They don't have many varieties of melon seed snacks in their teahouse. They are all the common ones in recent years. They are sweet and greasy, and use a lot of sugar. They are also not cheap. Even as snacks, people often find them too sweet.

This sweet but not greasy little thing becomes more delicious the more you chew it. If you eat a pound of it on a table, you may not be able to finish it even after listening to a book.

With a plan in mind, Shopkeeper Gou looked at him with a sharp gaze and asked, "Little brother, how much do you have?"

"How much does the shopkeeper want?"

Shopkeeper Gou held up three fingers and said, "Three hundred jin, payable in full at thirty wen per jin. How about that?"

Three hundred kilograms is really not a small amount, but even with this price, Fang Tong is not very satisfied.

Why is it that everyone haggles the price in half?

He quickly put on an embarrassed look and said, "Shopkeeper Gou, now is a disaster year, and we ordinary people are having the hardest time. These sugar-roasted chestnuts are a waste of sugar and labor, so you should raise the price a bit, fifty-five!"

Shopkeeper Gou thought to himself, this is not even a slight increase: "Forty."

After some back and forth, it was finally settled at fifty cents per catty, and all three hundred catties were to be paid in one lump sum.

Fang Tong had a plan in mind; he couldn't sell it cheaper than at the county level anyway.

In addition, the 300 kilograms in the provincial capital may be a one-time transaction, unlike the long-term cooperation with the county teahouse.

"But Shopkeeper Gou, my family is from Mushan Village. There's really no way I could send all these things over here, and I'm also worried about the bumpy roads. Look..."

This is nothing.

Shopkeeper Gou raised his hand and said, "It's a small matter. I'll have someone drive a carriage to get it."

The two sides set a time and chose a location in Mushan Village, and Manager Gou went to get writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.

Fang Tong took this opportunity to peek at his daughter.

I saw that the little girl was carried to the windowsill by someone. There were people listening to the story on both sides. A woman was next to her, holding her in her arms.

This girl!

Shopkeeper Gou came back with a large cloth bag in his hand and put it on the table with a clang.

"This is the deposit, five taels."

Five taels!

Fang Tong pretended to be calm and nodded. In fact, he also realized that since the opening price was 300 kilograms, this teahouse was much more powerful than the ones in the county!

As Shopkeeper Gou was drafting the contract, he said, "Shopkeeper, by the way, my family has a kind of snack that sells very well in the county town. I didn't bring it with me this time. Would you like to try it?"

He put the cake in the inn for fear that it would get damaged while carrying it along the way.

Shopkeeper Gou paused his pen and hesitated for a moment. He didn't take the words "the county town sells well" seriously, but he wouldn't miss it either.

"Okay, but it would be best if it were within the next few days. If it's too late, I'm afraid I..."

Fang Tong immediately said: "Don't worry, I can deliver it tomorrow!"

The two sides formed a pair and finally decided to meet again tomorrow night.