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

"I saw it all." Fang Tong didn't let go, but increased his strength. He also looked at Zhou Hou: "The teapot fell to the ground before it even reached Xiaohu's hand. I saw that you ran quite fast, and not a drop of water splashed on you."

"You're talking nonsense! Do you have any evidence?" Zhou Hou stuttered.

"Evidence? Since you say I'm talking nonsense, let's go to court and let the county magistrate see who is talking nonsense!"

When he heard that he was going to court, Zhou Hou, who had been stubborn at first, instantly lost his temper and became frightened.

It's obvious that Fang Tong is someone who is not easy to mess with. It's an exaggeration to take such a small matter to court.

What's more, he really wanted to frame Cheng Xiaohu for the Gongchun pot incident.

Fang Tong sneered before he could speak.

"You really think I'm easy to bully, don't you? Isn't this spring pot worth two taels of silver? If you throw these two taels of silver into the court, will your shopkeeper know about it? Will he forgive you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Hou completely wilted.

"Brother Song, Brother Song, you have to take charge of this for me. This guy is clearly here to cause trouble. He must have been called by Cheng Xiaohu!"

Zhou Hou was yelling, completely forgetting that Fatty Song's hand was still being pinched by Fang Tong.

How could he care about Zhou Hou? Fatty Song screamed in agony, like a pig being slaughtered.

The noise here was so loud that it alarmed the people in the backyard.

"What are you doing?" Chef Song came out with a wok in hand. He frowned as soon as he saw what was happening. "You again? You dare to cause trouble in Taotie Tower?"

He pointed the wok with vegetable leaves still on it at Fang Tong.

"Let go of my nephew!"

Fang Tong didn't let go. He glanced at Fatty Song and exerted more force with his hands.

"what!"

Fatty Song howled and tried hard to pull his wrist free, but he couldn't move it at all because it was too painful.

This bone-breaking move was acquired by Fang Tong after years of practice in the countryside. It is no worse than that of a real martial artist!

Chef Song was furious. The other party was too disrespectful to him! He immediately called for help.

"Chef Song, you should worry about yourself first."

Cheng Xiaohu spoke first.

He ignored the burns on his hands and bent down to pick up a piece of the teapot fragment.

"This is the Gongchun pot you purchased, and now it has become like this."

The broken hole is clearly visible and the bottom of the pot is completely unusable.

Chef Song glanced at Gongchunhu and said nothing.

I don't understand what he means. The broken pot is the responsibility of Cheng Xiaohu and Zhou Hou. What does it have to do with him?

Even if it is related to him, he has worked in Taotie Tower for more than ten years. This is just a pot. What is there to say?

Cheng Xiaohu turned the bottom of the Gongchun pot and continued, "This fragment is made of ordinary clay, while the Gongchun pot is made of purple sand. This is obviously not it. Shopkeeper, do you know that the deal that you, Chef Song, personally brokered is actually selling inferior goods?"

Chef Song's expression changed from surprise to panic, and then to anger, his face as black as ink.

He didn't understand how Cheng Xiaohu, a boy from a farm family, knew how to distinguish these things?

He did this Gongchun pot secretly. The restaurant has been using it for several years and has never discovered it. We can't let this kid ruin things.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, with only Fatty Song's howling echoing.

"This clay pot is not worth two taels of silver."

"I don't know who pocketed the price difference between these two teapots," Cheng Xiaohu said calmly.

Of course, he didn't discover this on the spur of the moment.

Ever since he offended Chef Song, he has been enduring the insult on the surface, but secretly he has been looking for evidence against the other party.

It's a pity that he hasn't got any evidence yet, otherwise, Chef Song would have been doomed.

Even so, Chef Song was already sweating coldly.

The money he had embezzled was a considerable sum, and he absolutely could not reveal it.

"Xiaohu, this is just a misunderstanding."

Chef Song forced a smile, took two steps forward, and ignored his nephew who was crying and screaming.

"I'll take care of this matter for you, Zhou Hou. You've always bullied newcomers, so why are you getting even worse?"

After scolding Zhou Hou, who didn't dare to speak nonsense, he turned his head and continued to smile.

"My nephew is also at fault in this matter. He has a straightforward personality and didn't investigate the whole matter, causing Brother Xiaohu to suffer. So, I promise that they will never trouble you again in the future."

"Uncle Song..."

Zhou Hou whispered.

"Why don't you come over and apologize to Xiaohu!"

Chef Song turned around, and the flattery on his face instantly turned into anger.

Zhou Hou was startled. He didn't dare to offend Chef Song, so he could only walk over reluctantly.

"sorry."

Fang Tong was not happy with the casual apology, as he was the best at pushing things further.

"Is this how you apologize?"

"I'm sorry, I slandered you. This is my fault!"

Zhou Hou didn't dare to say more, so he could only raise his voice and bow.

"Xiao Hu, and this brother, just let this matter go."

Chef Song smiled and spoke in a flattering tone.

Fang Tong finally saw clearly that Chef Song was a black-hearted man.

In order to obtain the money and status he has embezzled, he can still bend and stretch.

"Then give Chef Song some face." Fang Tong finally let go of his hand.

When Fatty Song was freed, he immediately covered his arm and grimaced in pain, but he knew it was not the time to cry out.

Fang Tong raised his head and said calmly, "But, shouldn't your nephew also show some appreciation?"

"What this brother said is that an apology is due, an apology is due."

Chef Song pulled his nephew and pressed his head without caring about his opinion.

"Uncle, how could you do this?"

Fatty Song felt wronged. He had suffered such a great crime and had to apologize to Cheng Xiaohu in public. Would he still be able to survive in the future?

"Stop talking nonsense and apologize!"

Chef Song slapped Fatty Song on the head without mercy. With a loud "pop", the blow was not light.

"sorry!"

Fatty Song didn't dare to disobey his uncle, and he still said it even though he didn't want to.

"I was wrong. I won't dare to do that again. I will never bully you again!"

"Do you think this is okay?" Chef Song smiled and looked at Cheng Xiaohu and the others. "Since you've apologized, you two should just put aside your past grudges and get along well from now on."

Cheng Xiaohu was silent. He naturally knew what Chef Song meant.

As long as he doesn't tell anyone about the Gongchun pot, they will keep to themselves in the future.

"Of course I have to give face to Uncle Song."

Cheng Xiaohu consciously changed his name, but only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

This matter is settled.

But both sides knew that they had already fallen out because of the fake Gongchun pot.

The struggles in the future will not be small fights.

Fang Tong is not stupid either. Even though the uncle and nephew of the Song family apologized, there was hatred in their eyes.

After leaving the Taotie Tower, he pulled Cheng Xiaohu aside and sighed.

"Xiao Hu, please stop working here."

"That cook is no pushover. You've made a feud this time. If you continue to stay here, you never know what might happen!"