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

"You're welcome, Brother Fang." The waiter looked embarrassed, but his hand did not stop accepting the benefit.

Shopkeeper Hu has tasted everything and it all says it’s good, so it must be good.

Take it home and let your family try it.

"Don't worry, if any customers come to the store, I will definitely introduce this cake to them." The waiter whispered when he saw that there was no one around.

This is the introduction to sideline work.

Fang Tong felt relieved, thinking that the gift was not in vain.

He patted the waiter's shoulder and said, "Brother, I'll remember this favor."

The waiter smiled. Although the father and daughter were dressed like ordinary country people, there was something unusual about the way they behaved.

Fang Tong and his daughter left.

With the order from Juxianglou, he felt more confident when he went to the restaurant where his friends worked.

They are all on the same street and you will arrive there in no time.

Taotie Tower.

It only has a small second floor, which is much smaller than Juxianglou.

It's almost noon now, but business is slow.

Fifteen-year-old Cheng Xiaohu, wearing shorts, was busy wiping stools and counters by himself.

He was from the country and it was not easy for him to find a job in the city. His parents said that if he worked diligently for three years, the wages he saved would be enough to marry a wife.

The other two waiters sat aside and watched the fun.

"There are no customers, why are you still pretending? Ha." Among them, Zhou Hou, who looked like a monkey with a pointed chin, sneered.

This guy named Cheng has only been in the store for a few days, but he is so diligent every day that he was caught by the shopkeeper twice and was praised for it.

This guy definitely did it on purpose to confuse them.

"Don't worry about him, just let him work. We can still take a break." The other waiter, a sturdy and round-faced man, didn't care and said in a domineering tone, "By the way, Xiaohu, go to the backyard and chop some firewood later."

Cheng Xiaohu paused, and the boy looked a little unconvinced, but he suppressed it again.

The job of chopping wood has been divided among the staff.

The three of them took turns, but Fatty Song was always lazy, so he was the one to do the work, which was clearly bullying.

Fatty Song has a good uncle who is the chef of Taotie Restaurant.

People in the restaurant always give him some face.

He didn't want to offend anyone, so Cheng Xiaohu clenched his fists, then unclenched them and continued working without saying a word.

Fang Nanzhi, led by her father, came in bounding and skipping. When she saw the acquaintance, she greeted him happily: "Uncle Xiaohu, I came to play with you!"

Dad has many friends in the city, and the little girl has met them.

But she is best friends with Uncle Xiaohu. They were so close that they were chased by dogs for two blocks together!

Daddy said that only those who share adversity can be close friends.

Cheng Xiaohu turned around and saw the father and daughter, and subconsciously smiled: "Brother Fang, Zhizhi, why are you here? Have you eaten? Otherwise, I'll treat you to a meal. I just got paid yesterday."

Although we need to save money, we should spend it on Brother Fang.

Fang Tong waved his hand and said, "I'm just showing off. How much money do you have? You're treating me to a meal. Keep it all for yourself. I'm your brother's wife now. I'll ask your sister-in-law to find you a good girl."

"Yes, Uncle Xiaohu, my mother is very kind and has good taste. She will definitely find a beautiful wife for you." Fang Nanzhi nodded.

The little girl is smart and knows that she has to call her mother in public. As for privately, she is a little embarrassed and will wait until she gets used to it.

But what she said came from the bottom of her heart. The fact that Aunt Qian agreed to let her father come to her house showed how good her vision was.

Hearing that his elder brother was marrying into his family, Cheng Xiaohu was stunned. He then asked, "Brother Fang, why didn't you invite me to your wedding banquet? Don't you treat me as one of your own?"

As he spoke, the boy's eyes were still a little red.

He admired Brother Fang the most in his life, and it took a lot of effort to become his younger brother.

"There's a famine going on. What are we going to use to hold the wedding? We'll have to wait for a while." Fang Tong explained.

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaohu smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands: "Brother Fang, what brings you to the county? How about I take half a day off and help you?"

He has never taken a break since he got this job.

But Brother Fang’s business is serious.

"No need, Uncle Xiaohu, we're here to sell good stuff!" Fang Nanzhi took the bamboo basket from his father, lifted it with both hands, placed it on the table, and directly lifted the cloth: "Uncle Xiaohu, look, this snack is called cake, it's fragrant and sweet, so delicious, my mother made it!"

The little girl put her hands behind her back and said in a boastful tone.

Since she was little, people have been complaining about her being born but not raised by her mother. Every time she heard that, she would fight with them.

After being beaten so many times, the children didn't dare to say anything to her face, but she was not stupid. Humph, they must have said bad things about her behind her back.

With her father marrying into her family, she finally had a mother. And her mother was very kind and could make delicious cakes, which was definitely something a child could brag about.

Unfortunately, there is a famine now, and my family members have to eat cakes secretly, so how can I dare to show off?

But it was different here. First, this was a big restaurant in the county town, with many wealthy people. Who would want to take advantage of her family's things? Second, and more importantly, in her heart, Uncle Xiaohu was her second best friend besides her second uncle!

I have to show off to my friends!

Cheng Xiaohu grinned, he saw it naturally, and just as he was about to praise it, someone else beat him to it.

"Xiao Hu, the customers of our restaurant are all well-known people. Don't bring your peasant relatives into the store!" Zhou Hou said sarcastically.

"That's right, selling snacks in Taotie Restaurant? What a joke! Our restaurant is supplied by Zhaixiang Pavilion!" Fatty Song said even more bluntly: "Get out of here! How dare any cat or dog come in here?"

The reason why he was so confident was that the order for Zhaixiang Pavilion was negotiated by his uncle himself for the restaurant.

Although the restaurant business is not doing well, the orders for dim sum have decreased.

However, his uncle can also benefit from it. As his nephew, Fatty Song can also get a share of the profits.

Cheng Xiaohu frowned. Normally, it was fine to bully him, but why did he talk about Brother Fang? And Zhizhi!

"Give you face——"

He was about to get angry when Fang Tong pulled him back.

Fang Tong raised his chin and looked at them with disdain: "Yo yo yo, no wonder this Taotie Building has no business, it turns out they have two bad-tempered dogs?"

"How dare you scold me?" Fatty Song immediately stood up and slammed the sack on his shoulders heavily on the table.

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Fang Tong, am an honest man and never curse at anyone. But I may not be the same towards dogs. After all, some dogs look down on people. This habit must be corrected." Fang Tong was not afraid at all and imitated their sarcastic tone.

"Yes, you are the cats and dogs. My cakes are sold to Juxianglou! Humph, you don't know the goods!" Fang Nanzhi put his hands on his hips and said with great momentum: "You have such a good eye! You will never be able to eat two dishes in your life!"

The second half of the sentence was learned by the little girl from watching the village aunts fighting.

"Bullshit! You, a peasant, bring a money-losing thing and dare to act wildly in Taotie Tower?!" Fatty Song had never been humiliated like this before and became furious instantly.