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

Fang Nanzhi hummed twice and left with his father.

But she didn’t understand: “Dad, Aunt Lu doesn’t seem to like Auntie.”

This was a bit confusing, but Fang Tong understood what it meant.

His eyes were blinded.

He had heard before that when Qin Yan's leg was still intact, he was a hunter and not only looked good, but also made a lot of money.

Many girls in the village have that idea.

Even though Qin Yan has an arranged marriage, it can't stop people from thinking about him.

Mrs. Lu had a little daughter. She gave birth to two sons before she had a daughter, so she loved her very much.

This girl was two years older than Qin Yan, but she fell in love with him and made a lot of noise. She ruined all the relationships that the matchmaker introduced to her.

Mrs. Lu had no other choice but to go find Qian Fengping and hinted that she should call off the engagement with the Fang family. Wasn't her daughter better than Fang Qingya? Her dowry would definitely be larger than the Fang family's.

At that time, Fang Qingya was not welcome at home. She looked pale and thin, and was not pretty at all.

Qian Fengping didn't want to break her promise, so she refused.

Then the little girl from the Lu family started crying, making a fuss, and even threatening to hang herself. Mrs. Lu was so anxious that she hated Qian Fengping.

However, when the news spread that Qin Yan's broken leg could not be cured, the daughter of the Lu family got married without hesitation.

Looking down at his daughter who was not even as tall as his legs, Fang Tong thought that there was no need to tell the child about this mess.

Dirty ears.

"Some people are born that way, just like your uncle, they can't stand seeing others do better than them."

Fang Nanzhi nodded thoughtfully.

She has to stay away from such people in the future. Her brother said, stay away from villains and stay close to gentlemen.

She thinks she is a gentleman, so everyone likes her.

The father and daughter hurried home and did meet some people, but they just said hello and that was it. No one was as impatient as Mrs. Lu and wanted to touch the basket.

Qian Fengping was shelling chestnuts in the yard, glancing towards the door from time to time.

It’s almost dark, why haven’t you come back yet?

It's not safe to travel at night.

Qin Yan was beside her, helping to cut the wound. Seeing his mother's frequent distractions, he suddenly said, "Mom, what do you think of Uncle Fang?"

what?

Qian Fengping was stunned at first, then her face turned slightly red when she reacted.

Isn't this something parents usually ask their children? How did it happen the other way around?

But in recent years, the son has been the one making the decisions on all major matters between the mother and son.

Qian Fengping coughed uncomfortably: "It's fine, mother knows what's going on with adults."

Qin Yan didn't ask any further questions.

Today, it was a bit excessive for him to ask this question.

In fact, as long as his mother is satisfied, he has never thought that his mother has to stay with him for the rest of her life.

It was not easy for his mother to raise him, and he hopes that his mother will have something to look forward to in the second half of her life.

The strange atmosphere didn't last long. The courtyard gate opened and Fang Tong and his daughter came back.

Qian Fengping hurriedly stood up to greet him, muttering, "Why are you so late? The food is cold. I'll go heat it up again."

"Don't be busy yet." Fang Tong's face was full of joy. He had made two big deals today, and he had been holding it in for the whole time.

"Let's go back to the house and talk."

He urged, and several people went directly to the west room.

Fang Yin was still lying on the kang, not daring to move. He had forced himself to get out of bed yesterday, and his wound had split open. He had even found Doctor Gu to reapply medicine during the day.

As soon as they entered the house, the father and daughter began to take things from their bodies.

When so much white sugar, fine flour and eggs were laid out, Fang Yin started to salivate.

Qian Fengping and Qin Yan understood. The cake business was successful. Otherwise, why would they be willing to buy these?

Fang Tong smiled complacently and recounted how he had negotiated the contracts with Juxianglou and Qingfenglou, but he portrayed himself in a much more assertive manner.

Fang Nanzhi also added, highlighting her own wit.

The father and daughter used gestures while talking, which made everyone stunned.

Fang Yin took it seriously: "Zhizhi, you're really amazing, just like your third brother! They say younger brothers are like their older brothers, so will I be amazing too?"

Fang Tong was choked by this sentence.

What the hell, the younger brother looks like his older brother? At the very least, he should look like his father, right?

But his father is not very smart either. Maybe he has such a smart brain because of the smoke coming out of the Fang family's ancestral tomb.

"Yes, yes! Second uncle is also very powerful and very strong!" Fang Nanzhi is not like her father. She thinks that second uncle is just a little slow in reaction, but he is her most powerful fighting partner!

"Hehe, then I will go to the county town next time too!" Fang Yin was happy. It seemed that he had never been to the county town before?

I don’t remember, I’ve forgotten even if I’ve been there.

"Second brother, your injury hasn't healed yet, so just stay here quietly." Fang Tong said with a frown on his face.

"Ahem," Qin Yan coughed twice. Seeing everyone looking at him, he said, "So Juxianglou's order is 20 yuan, Qingfenglou's is 30 yuan, a total of 50 yuan? We have to start delivering tomorrow, right?"

"Yes. We have to do it tonight." Fang Tong patted his head and almost forgot about the important matter.

"Okay, I..."

Qian Fengping was the most practical person and was about to go to the kitchen, but was pulled back by Fang Tong.

"Wait, no rush, let's do it after dinner. Now, there's the most important thing!"

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and started taking out copper coins from his clothes!

Put handfuls on the table.

In fact, he had divided the money into two parts: one part went into the soles of his shoes, one part went into his underwear, and the rest was in his pocket.

But hadn't his daughter reminded him to be mindful of his appearance? At the village entrance, when no one was around, he put all the money in his pocket.

It is still very shocking to see a small pile of copper coins displayed.

At least Fang Nanzhi opened his mouth wide: "Wow! I'm rich, Daddy!"

"We've only just started. Let's look back." Fang Tong raised his chin proudly.

Qian Fengping couldn't help laughing when she saw this.

Then the family began to count the money.

Fang Nanzhi had already counted to 100, and it was pretty fast. Of course, Qin Yan was the fastest.

As for Fang Yin, he could only count to ten and always made mistakes, and had to be corrected by Fang Nanzhi several times.

In the end, the total amount came out to be three hundred and ten coins.

Actually, today, I brought fifteen pieces of cake, one piece was given to everyone for tasting, and fourteen pieces were sold for six hundred and thirty coins.

I spent one hundred coins on sugar and eighty coins on fine noodles. Eggs were originally five coins each, but after bargaining with Fang Tong, I ended up buying thirty for one hundred and forty coins.

The total cost was three hundred and twenty coins.

"It's actually quite a bit. To make a pot of cake, you only need three ounces of flour and two ounces of sugar. Milk is free, but eggs are required. In the end, the cost of one pot is about seventy cents, but the cake from one pot can be cut into eight pieces."

Qian Fengping calculated the amount needed to make the cake several times and calculated the cost.

In other words, the net profit from one pot of cakes is 290 cents.

Fang Tong has already ordered fifty pieces. If he makes seven pots of cakes every day and has some left over, he can earn about eighteen hundred coins a day?

That’s two taels of silver!

After this calculation, everyone was excited.

"This business is doable. As for the extra pots every day, it's okay. Just keep them. They won't go bad in a day or two, and you can still sell them. If you're really worried that they won't go bad, you can eat them yourself." Qin Yan smiled faintly.

I have two greedy kids at home, one big and one small.

"It's no big deal. When I deliver the goods, I'll see if I can find a wealthy family to sell it to." Fang Tong shook his head.

What kind of family is this? They eat cake every day.

The business of making money has just begun, it’s not time to enjoy it yet.