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

After laughing for a while, Fang Tong finally calmed down.

That’s not right. Cakes alone cost 120 yuan a day, plus ten kilograms of chestnuts. How can we make them at home?

He was already busy with the previous orders, and the whole family stayed up late to make cakes. If this continues, wouldn't he really become the Awang at the entrance of the village?

Thinking of the two big black patterns on Awang's head, Fang Tong broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

No, this won’t do.

Fang Tong pushed the cart, thinking as he walked.

Passing by a grocery store, I saw the white sugar on display. It looked white and even sparkled like stars under the light.

No matter what, we have to buy the things first. These 120 pieces of cake and 10 kilograms of chestnuts require a lot of sugar!

"How much is this sugar?"

"Fifty cents a pound."

"Can I buy more and get a cheaper price?"

The waiter frowned when he heard this, looked at Fang Tong and asked, "How much do you want?"

"Five pounds, how much can you give?"

Fang Tong originally wanted to buy ten kilograms, but grain and flour were expensive at the moment, and buying so much at once would attract attention.

"Wu Jin, wait a minute, I'll call the shopkeeper over."

The waiter couldn't make up his mind, so he turned around and ran to find the shopkeeper.

A man about the same age as Fang Tong came out. He looked well-dressed and probably had no worries about food and clothing.

"Little brother, if you want five pounds of sugar, I'll charge you forty-five cents per pound. How about that?"

"Forty cents, please." Fang Tong said with a smile, "Look at the world these days. Not many people can afford candy. I'll come back to buy some in the future. Let's do business together for a long time."

He didn't do a good job bargaining with Manager Wan, so this time Fang Tong had to make money from somewhere else!

The shopkeeper was really unhappy when he heard this, but when he heard Fang Tong talk about long-term business, he became a little hesitant.

Seeing him thinking, Fang Tong struck while the iron was hot.

"If you're worried, I'll leave a pound of coins here. If you don't come tomorrow, you can keep it yourself. I'm not afraid that you'll close down your shop tomorrow, as it's such a big place."

"That works."

As soon as these words were spoken, the man agreed immediately.

Even if Fang Tong doesn't come in the future, he won't lose anything.

Fang Tong took the sugar and rushed to the carpenter's shop and immediately ordered ten combs.

Since you want to make more cakes, you have to prepare more grates. Ten grates mean ten pots of cake.

"Once the comb is finished, just send it directly to the city gate!"

"Oh, OK!"

After receiving the response, Fang Tong left with peace of mind.

After strolling for a while, passing by Taotie Tower, he subconsciously looked up and looked at the plaque.

I couldn't help but frown, wondering what happened to Cheng Xiaohu after I left last time.

This kid usually keeps quiet, so don't let him cause any more trouble.

Fang Tong put down the cart and looked inside.

In the restaurant, Zhou Hou stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, looking smug, and yelled at Cheng Xiaohu.

"You can't even carry a pot of water properly, what a loser!"

He spoke so loudly that he was afraid that no one could hear him.

Steaming tea and teapot fragments were scattered on the ground.

"It's obvious that you deliberately let go of your hand early, which caused the water to spill."

Cheng Xiaohu was also annoyed and argued.

His left hand was shaking uncontrollably, and the large red patch on the back of his hand was shocking, obviously burned.

When Zhou Hou handed him the teapot, he deliberately loosened his hand, causing the boiling water inside to burst out. Although he dodged in time, his hand was still severely burned.

"Bah! I told you to catch it, but you didn't!"

"I think you did it on purpose. How could you not catch such a big pot? I think you must have held a grudge against me for what happened last time and are deliberately taking revenge on me!"

Zhou Hou's face was full of provocation.

Ever since last time, Cheng Xiaohu completely offended Chef Song and his nephew, he no longer had any scruples when it came to bullying people.

I just hope that I can get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

Cheng Xiaohu was so angry that his whole body was shaking and he clenched his fist.

"You're talking nonsense! This is something from Taotie Tower. How could I have dropped it on purpose?"

It was not easy for his family to send him here.

He couldn't let his job be ruined because of the matter between Zhou Hou and Fatty Song.

"Stop quibbling. I think you're just a country bumpkin who's used to being clumsy. Brother Song saw what happened just now, so he wouldn't wrongly accuse you!"

That’s right, Fatty Song sat on a chair and watched the whole process. He even had the leisure to drink a sip of tea before he stood up slowly.

He stood between the two of them, pointing at the teapot that was broken into pieces on the ground, without getting angry.

"Xiao Hu, you've been in Taotie Tower for a while now, and you know the rules here. You're usually very careful, so why are you so clumsy this time?"

"I don't!"

Cheng Xiaohu gritted his teeth, but his words sounded weak and feeble.

The relationship between Fatty Song and Zhou Hou is well known to everyone in Taotie Tower.

Cheng Xiaohu had already had a grudge with the two of them, and he was unable to prove that his actions were not intentional.

"This is a top-quality Gongchun teapot, and the shopkeeper really wants it."

Fatty Song shook his head repeatedly, and Zhou Hou also joined in.

"Chef Song has done a lot to help me get this Gongpichun pot, but now you've ruined it. You're not going to get away with it!"

"Xiao Hu," Fatty Song snorted coldly, grinning at Cheng Xiao Hu who lowered his head. "You broke this Gongchun pot, so of course you have to pay for it. One pot costs at least two taels, which is not even enough for your monthly salary."

"I didn't drop it."

Cheng Xiaohu raised his head, frowned, but looked unyielding.

"Don't go too far."

"Haha, I, Fatty Song, am the most righteous person. Who are you to be bullied by me?"

Fatty Song sneered and pointed his finger directly at Cheng Xiaohu's face.

A fierce look flashed across Cheng Xiaohu's eyes, and he was about to take action.

"What the hell is going on?"

A familiar voice was heard, and Fang Tong rushed in, standing in front of Cheng Xiaohu. At the same time, he stretched out one hand and tightly pinched Fatty Song's fingers.

Break it with force!

"It hurts!"

Fatty Song wailed in pain, grimacing.

"You are not the one who came last time..."

"Brother Fang, why are you here?"

"I came here to buy some things. I saw you being bullied by these people. Why didn't you fight back?"

Fang Tong glanced at Cheng Xiaohu, his eyes fixed on his red and swollen arm, and his face immediately turned cold.

"My brother is a good person, but I'm not. I'm a bad guy! If you hurt my brother's hand today, I'll break your arm!"

As he spoke, Fang Tong moved swiftly, grabbing Fatty Song's wrist and twisting it hard behind his back.

Fatty Song's entire arm was twisted, and his face was distorted with pain.

"Ah! Let go! It was Cheng Xiaohu who broke the shopkeeper's Gongchun pot first. I just asked him to pay the price for it."

"It was Zhou Hou who dropped it!"

Cheng Xiaohu's eyes were slightly dim as he glanced at Zhou Hou, who had taken a few steps back at some point, trying to reduce his presence.

It can be seen that he is a coward, and he was just relying on the power of others before.