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

It was only after Fang Tong married into the Qin family that his daughter started to eat well and grew taller.

The little girl lay on her father's back, smiling.

"Then when I grow up and get taller, we can go shopping together. When I get tired, I'll carry Dad on my back!"

His daughter's mouth was as sweet as honey. Fang Tong's mouth stretched from ear to ear when he heard this.

I definitely don't want my daughter to carry this on her back, no matter how old she is. But as a father, I am so happy to hear that!

At this time, the atmosphere in the Fang family was not as warm as that between the father and daughter.

The family sat at the table. There were five or six bowls on the table, all filled with fried chestnuts. The table was piled with scattered fried chestnuts and chestnut skins, scattered everywhere.

He spat out a piece of chestnut skin with a "Pooh" sound, and then spit the chestnut in her mouth into the palm of her hand and threw it on the table.

"I'm telling you, we've fried five or six pots today, and they're either burnt or undercooked. How many chestnuts are there for her to waste? Is that where the sugar comes from?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Mr. Fang's expression.

She was speaking in a sarcastic way, and Fang Qingya, who was walking towards this side, heard it clearly. Her face and body were covered with stove ash. She brought over some chestnuts that had just been taken out of the pot and put them on the table.

"Try it."

He said something unpleasant behind her back, but now she couldn't bring herself to say it: "I'm not going to eat anymore. I'm full after trying it."

Fang Jin glanced at her, reached out to pick up a chestnut, broke it open, and tasted one. His tense expression relaxed a lot, and the expression he looked at Fang Qingya also changed.

"Well, it's cooked quite well this time, but not as sweet as the ones in the county town," he smacked his lips. "Maybe there's not enough sugar, but everything else is fine."

When He heard that this time they were edible, she reached out and grabbed a few.

It’s not raw or hard anymore.

The other members of the Fang family also nodded as they ate. These chestnuts, fried with sugar, actually have a sweet taste!

After hearing what Fang Jin said and watching the other members of the Fang family grabbing chestnuts and eating them, Fang Qingya couldn't help but feel a little proud.

It's normal that the first few pots are not cooked well. She doesn't know how to cook and used to order takeout. The heat here is difficult to control, so isn't it normal to have some waste?

Mr. Fang threw away the chestnut shells in his hand and patted off the residue on his hands: "Since we are only short of sugar, we have figured it out. Let's think about it, how should we sell it?"

Fang Jin shook her clothes.

"Dad, don't worry about this. The third brother has already opened up this way for us. Everyone in the county knows what this is. As long as we can do it, we will definitely be able to sell it."

Mr. Fang thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case, so he didn't think about it any further.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Fang brought his two grandsons and went into the city carrying sugar-roasted chestnuts.

"Master, the Qingfeng Teahouse that Dad mentioned is in front."

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren hadn't traveled such a long distance for a long time, and they were carrying things on their backs. The two brothers Fang Qingtian were so tired that they complained all the way, but Grandpa Fang was reluctant to spend the money on the bus fare.

When Shopkeeper Wan heard that someone came to sell something, he asked the waiter to let them in. Unexpectedly, when the bag was opened, it turned out to be sugar-roasted chestnuts.

"Boss, try this! Our chestnuts are also fried with sugar!"

Shopkeeper Wan smiled and calmly peeled one and put it in his mouth.

Mr. Fang couldn't figure out what he meant, so he went with the plan he had agreed with his son at home: "If you want them, we can give you chestnuts at a discount. The price is negotiable!"

Shopkeeper Wan understood what was happening. He must have known that their family was now selling sugar-roasted chestnuts, which was why he said that.

He clutched the chestnut shell in his palm, still smiling: "Old man, it's not that I don't want to buy your sugar-roasted chestnuts, but our store is already full of them. It really is... Or, why don't you go ask someone else?"

This was said in a tactful way, but Mr. Fang could also hear that people didn't want the bargain he offered, so how could he accept that?

"Shopkeeper, our chestnuts are all picked and roasted by our own family. They are all high-quality chestnuts, and the sugar we buy is expensive. How about you compare again?"

They are all chestnuts from the same mountain, so naturally the Fang family has not been picky. It's just a nice way of saying it. The main advantage is that they are cheap.

Manager Wan heard this but didn't take it to heart. No matter what, he couldn't agree to the deal today.

It’s not that Fang Tong has much face. As the owner of Qingfeng Tower, this is not the first day he has been negotiating business with others. He just signed the document with others, so how can he go back and deny it?

More importantly, he, Fang Tong and his cake business had no need to offend anyone just for a few cents’ difference in profit per pound.

No matter what Mr. Fang said, he just wouldn't give in.

The brothers Fang Qingtian and Fang Zetian were also stupid. They stood at the back and didn't know how to help. Ever since they heard that Shopkeeper Wan didn't want to do anything, they stood at the back with sullen faces.

Mr. Fang could only leave unwillingly.

As they walked out of the teahouse, Fang Qingtian was still muttering behind them: "Master, are we leaving now? Didn't Bai Da carry it all the way here?"

His brother also curled his lips and said, "I should have let Dad come along earlier. He's a scholar, and these businessmen should give Dad some face."

Old Master Fang had a sullen face and walked ahead without saying a word.

What they didn't expect was that they were seen by two people when they went out.

Erwa had sharp eyes and spotted the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren at a glance. He reached out and grabbed the person next to him.

"Hey, Tiezhu, look, that's the old man from the Fang family, right?"

He saw the large bags they were carrying and felt something was wrong. "Something's wrong. Why are they here in Qingfeng Tower?"

Except for people like the eldest son of the Fang family, no one in their village would go to the teahouse for no reason. Seeing them carrying things, I'm afraid there is something to say.

Tiezhu scratched the back of his head: "How about I go with you and take a look?"

Erwa shook his head and patted him on the back: "Never mind, we are here to deliver goods today, we can't delay the important things. Remember to tell the third brother when he comes back."

Tiezhu nodded and followed him forward: "I don't know when he will come back..."

After delivering the goods to the teahouse, the two men returned to the village together. Unexpectedly, they received a message from someone in the city a little later.

As soon as the person who brought the letter left, Erwa stood in the yard with his hands on his hips.

"Okay, I still want to discuss it with him. This guy will be a few days late."

He licked his back teeth and glanced in the direction of the Fang family. "Just hope nothing goes wrong."

Tiezhu was chopping wood nearby, sweating profusely. "How about sending someone to the capital to ask about it?"

Erwa waved his hands and said, "Come on, it's not certain how long it will take to get back and forth. By now everyone is back. Let's get back to work!"

"Three hundred kilograms of roasted chestnuts, plus cakes. This is such a big deal. The Third Brother must be busy in the capital. Let's do the work quickly and not let the Third Brother down. Someone from the capital will have to come pick it up!"