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

The county town was indeed bustling, at least Fang Nanzhi was a little overwhelmed.

"Delicious donkey meat pancakes!"

"Wontons, wontons with thin skin and big fillings!"

"Big and sweet candied haws!"

A street in the downtown area is full of vendors setting up stalls.

Turning around, you will find the only main street in the county town, which is full of shops.

Fang Tong took his daughter directly to the largest restaurant in the county, Juxianglou.

The restaurant is three stories high and is the tallest among the shops in this area.

Fang Nanzhi tilted her little head and looked inside, her eyes full of curiosity and no trace of timidity.

Fang Tong was also standing straight, carrying a worthless bamboo basket.

The father and daughter were wearing patched clothes, but they looked so imposing that the waiter at the door hesitated.

"My two guests, are you here for dinner?"

This question was asked hesitantly. It doesn't look like he can afford it.

"No, we're here to talk business." Fang Tong took two steps forward, opened the bamboo basket, and took out a wrapped cake: "Young man, I wonder if your restaurant orders cakes every day?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, he continued: "Well, please run an errand and find the shopkeeper and let him taste it. Whether the shopkeeper agrees or not, I will give you a piece of this cake for free."

The guy who was about to refuse hesitated after hearing the second half of the sentence.

This cake looks weird, but the fragrance keeps coming into your nose, and you can tell that sugar is added without even eating it.

Getting one for free is such a bargain.

"Okay." The waiter agreed without much hesitation and took the cake in.

Watching him leave, even though Fang Tong was always confident, he felt a little nervous now.

It would be fine if the business succeeds, but if it fails, I will have to give up two pieces of cake, which hurts just thinking about it.

After a while, the waiter came out with a middle-aged man in a robe.

The man had a square face with a mustache at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were sharp and fixed directly on the father and daughter.

Fang Tongyan stepped forward with a smile and bowed, "This is the shopkeeper, right?"

The man withdrew the scrutiny in his eyes and smiled kindly, "Excuse me, my surname is Hu. Please come in, sir."

The father and daughter were personally led into the private room by Manager Hu. After a few greetings, they both had a general idea of what was going on.

"Brother Fang, this snack is indeed different from others. It's fluffy and soft, and even people with bad teeth can eat it." Shopkeeper Hu hinted at something.

"That's right." Fang Tong had no intention of being modest. He was just like Wang Po, who was selling melons and boasting about them: "To be honest, this was made by my wife."

"My wife's cooking skills have always been the best in the area, and I have a daughter who loves food, so I thought about it and made this novel snack."

Fang Nanzhi heard this and smiled in agreement.

"You spent a lot of money on the ingredients. Glutinous rice flour, milk, and the best white sugar—all precious things. Your restaurant has guests from all over the world, and they are all people of status. Only these nobles like to eat these precious things."

Fang Tong continued, of course he just made up the glutinous rice flour thing, he couldn't just chat and tell the recipe away, right?

But Shopkeeper Hu understood from his tone that the price was not cheap.

"I wonder how Brother Fang sells this cake?"

He had tried it, and as a shopkeeper, he felt that it was worth a try.

Originally, their restaurant was going to cooperate with some dim sum shops.

However, I've been using the same old tricks for so many years, so it's not a bad idea to try something new occasionally.

"For this size, one piece costs fifty cents." Fang Tong quoted the price without hesitation, but he was unsure.

This price doubled his cost and tripled it according to the current food price increase.

It can be said that he is an absolute profiteer.

But, how can one do business without being unscrupulous?

Shopkeeper Hu frowned and said, "This price is a bit high. This piece of dessert is less than half a pound."

You have to know that you have to add a price markup when selling a restaurant to the outside world. You can't just make a loss to attract attention.

"Ahem, Shopkeeper Hu, that's not how we calculate the bill." Fang Tong cleared his throat and leaned closer to him before saying, "Our dim sum is different from others. We originally sold it to the wealthy. Besides improving the taste, if you come up with a few more twists, wouldn't it please the wealthy even more?"

Seeing that Manager Hu didn't understand, he continued.

"For example, this square cake, you cut it into a circle and put a circle of fruit on it?"

"How about cutting it in half and putting something in it?"

He saw these two ideas on the example picture of dairy products. Although he didn't understand what they were, they looked better than just a bare cake.

It also involves cream and other things. It’s not too late to study it after the cake business is established.

As the owner of a large restaurant, Manager Hu is of course very familiar with the art of plating.

Why do the prominent people in the county always go to Juxianglou for dinner? On the one hand, it is the largest and has the best chefs, and on the other hand, it is very particular.

When serving the dish, they carve some flowers or something like that. In the eyes of rich people, this is how they eat.

Otherwise, why are the customers in restaurants different from those in roadside stalls?

So he understood, but from a business perspective: "That's a new product, and whether anyone will like it is still uncertain."

"Brother Fang is a very honest man, why don't you give me the lowest price?" Shopkeeper Hu said with a smile.

Fang Tong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shopkeeper Hu, it's not that I'm picky. In the past, our pastries wouldn't have cost this much, but what's the situation now? So many people can't afford to eat, and the prices of rice, flour, grain, and oil have all gone up. If we don't price our cakes higher, we'll be losing money just to gain publicity."

As he said this, he winked at his daughter.

Fang Nanzhi blinked her big eyes and said, "Uncle Hu, my mother works so hard to make cakes. It takes her two or three hours to make one pot."

At this age, Shopkeeper Hu naturally has both a son and a daughter, and his son is even about to get married.

But I had never seen such a smart and cute little girl, and I felt a little soft-hearted for a moment.

Fang Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Well, Manager Hu, you are my first customer after all. I will give you forty-five coins a piece. I really can't give you any less."

Forty-five articles?

It’s not cheap either, the price of meat outside is about the same.

Shopkeeper Hu hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "Okay, I'll order three days first, and you'll give me twenty yuan every day!"

"As for three days from now, let's wait and see how the trial sales go over the next few days."

Fang Tong had no objection at all. When it comes to business, you have to take it slow and steady, there's no need to rush.

"Row!"

Once the two parties agreed, no written agreement was signed because the supply was for a short period of three days.

Fang Tong left ten pieces of cake for Juxianglou before taking his daughter out.

Of course, I didn't forget what I promised the waiter. It is said that it is easy to meet the King of Hell but difficult to deal with the little ghosts. If I don't keep my promise and the waiter makes trouble and affects the future business, it will be a loss.

"Thank you, brother." Fang Tong not only had to bear the pain of giving the cake away for free, but also had to thank him.