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

Of course, the food at Landlord Lu's house was much better than that at Fang's. When Fang Nanzhi carried the food box to the dining hall, the servants of Landlord Lu's family were delivering today's food to their young master.

Fang Nanzhi usually eats in the cafeteria. This is the first time that Lu Wencai has seen her bring a lunch box, and he is very curious.

"Nanzhi, what food did you bring? Can we eat it together?"

Fang Nanzhi cutely sat down opposite him, next to her brother: "Okay."

Although the food at Landlord Lu's house was good, Lu Wencai was tired of eating the food cooked by their family, so he quickly pushed the food box in front of Fang Nanzhi.

"Look, this is the old duck soup I made at home. I'll give it to you. Have as much as you want!"

He caught a cold a while ago, and the doctor told him to take good care of himself. Since then until today, his family has been making different kinds of soup for him, and he is drinking so much that he is almost dizzy.

The servants who came to deliver the meal thought that this had been cooked for the whole morning, but since the young master had spoken, they didn't dare to say anything.

Fang Nanzhi looked curious and said, "Old duck soup? I've never had it. My mother made braised pork today."

She opened the lunch box and took out two bowls, one for her and one for her brother.

Lu Wencai's eyes widened as he looked at the braised pork.

His mother likes to eat light food, but he is like his father, with a strong taste. However, his mother always restricts him.

This bowl of braised pork looks so appetizing that his mouth is watering.

The two little friends shared the food in a friendly manner. After eating and drinking their fill, Fang Nanzhi put down his bowl and touched his stomach in satisfaction.

The braised pork is fat but not greasy, and the old duck soup is fragrant and delicious!

The little girl shook her head, feeling that this was the kind of food even gods could eat.

Thinking of something, Fang Nanzhi picked up the food box from under the table and said hurriedly, "Oh, there's also cake. I almost forgot."

She took out a cream cake about four inches in size, which was Qian Fengping's teaching work today.

There was a simple smiley face painted on the cake. Lu Wencai was a little stunned. "Wow! Your mother bought you a cake? This pastry is really expensive. It's only sold in major teahouses and restaurants. I bought one for my grandmother's birthday last time. It cost nearly five taels of silver."

A little five taels?

Fang Nanzhi was stunned. He and his brother looked at each other and they both said in their hearts: What a profiteer!

The price of this restaurant has doubled! How much money has it made?

No wonder the owner of Juxianglou wanted to cooperate with them to expand their business. It turns out the profits here are really high.

Fang Nanzhi scratched his head: "This shouldn't be bought, my mother made it."

"Ah? Your mother can bake cakes?" Little Fatty Lu Wencai was surprised, and his originally narrowed eyes widened a little: "No, the cakes sold outside are actually made by your family?"

As expected of a landlord's child, he reacted immediately.

Fang Nanzhi nodded slightly. There was nothing to hide.

"That's amazing! If I want to eat it next time, can I just order it from you? Juxianglou always has a limited supply, and I have to queue up several days in advance to buy it."

Lu Wencai smiled foolishly, looking embarrassed.

This is no big deal, Fang Nanzhi agreed directly.

Several people shared the cake, each having a small piece, as dessert after the meal.

The people at their table didn't take it seriously, but the classmates who were listening nearby didn't think so. They thought that Qin Yan and his sister were just farmers and were lucky to be able to enter the academy.

I didn't expect that there was someone capable in their family.

After school today, Fang Tong and Qian Fengping came together to pick up the children. In addition to the ox cart, there was also a horse carriage with Liu Cui and Chen sitting in it.

Wu Dongjia was a very considerate person. He reminded the people in Juxianglou that they had to send the two masters home safely. The stove in the carriage was burning very warmly.

When we drove back to the village, it was already dark.

The carriage sent Chen and her husband to their doorstep before returning.

The village chief's family and the Wang family are waiting.

The woman in the family went to the county town and there was no news from her all day. The family members were not worried, but they were definitely concerned. After all, it was not like being in their own village, where if they wanted to see her and say something, they would have to run from one end of the village to the other.

The village chief's wife heated up some food for Chen, and while eating, Chen talked about what she had seen and heard in Juxianglou today.

"You don't know, that Juxianglou restaurant is something you really need to see in your lifetime, otherwise you'll have lived in vain. It has three floors, each one a different arrangement. The higher you go, the more luxurious it becomes."

"The host was dressed in silk and satin clothes and a fox fur hat. When he stood there, he had an indescribable aura."

"This guy must be quite capable. In the past, even if I passed by the entrance of Juxianglou on my way to the county town, I would only look up and take a quick look. I would never dare to walk in like that."

"But when I went to their place with my skills, the twenty pretty girls they hired called me Master Chen all the time and didn't dare to speak loudly to me, for fear that I would be displeased and lose my patience in teaching them."

When she said this, she couldn't help but sound a bit proud and boastful. The whole family listened with great interest, and even felt a little proud of it. This showed that their daughter-in-law was capable.

There are so many old people in this village, young and old, men and women. In the past, if we had to say who was promising, everyone would probably be like that.

But now, all the promising people are working for Fang Tong and Qian Fengping, except for their daughter-in-law, who has now gone to work in the county town. According to her, she will have to work as a manager for the cake shop owned by a big restaurant in the future.

My own son doesn't have such courage, but my daughter-in-law has done it. This is so rare no matter how you look at it.

The village chief sat on the side listening to their chat, but he was thinking further in his mind.

Even his daughter-in-law works there and gets so much benefit from it. How is the business of this copper going now?

He will definitely have a great future. It's impossible for him to stop here. Not to mention him, no one in the whole village would have thought that the third son of the Fang family would be so capable today.

I was wrong, I was wrong!

He thought so, but his face was full of joy.

It has nothing to do with him making a mistake, and it doesn't prevent his daughter-in-law from making money. Some people make a mistake and regret it in their lifetime.

No matter how busy they were with studies and business, Fang Tong's family would make time in the evening of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to go to the county town to visit the lantern festival.

However, if you visit the lanterns, you won’t be able to catch up with the county town before the gates close in the evening, so you will have to stay here overnight.

Fang Nanzhi and Fang Yin were both very excited. One was a child and the other was a child who would never grow up.

It was clearly a street with people coming and going on weekdays, a street I had seen many times, but it looked completely different compared to when I was rushing to buy New Year's goods before the New Year.

"Look, there are so many lanterns!"

The little girl likes bright and beautiful things and looks at them without blinking.

"Dad, look! That lantern is so big!"

"Mom! Look! That lantern looks like a flower!"

"Brother! Why is that uncle fanning himself in the winter?"