The son-in-law of a prosperous family

"Master, we can't just let this go. Our Sun family is a big family in town after all. If we hold back today, won't everyone be able to step on us in the future?"

Madam Sun's eyes widened with anger.

She didn't care whether a servant was beaten or not, but she cared about her own face. If she didn't save her face today, she would definitely be laughed at to death by the ladies of other families.

Those ladies may not be good at other things, but they are the best at being mean to others.

She couldn't stand this frustration.

Mr. Sun's expression was not very good either: "Then what do you say we should do? Laiyue Tower is Duan Qiuming's property, and the Duan family is related to the Lizheng family."

Mrs. Sun felt a little depressed.

The Duan family's business is much bigger than that of the Sun family. They are well-known in the county, not to mention the village head. It would be harmful rather than beneficial to offend the government officials.

"Then are we going to suffer this loss in silence?"

She really couldn't eat. She felt like there was a breath stuck in her heart, which she couldn't breathe out or down. She felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Master, we are right in this matter. I believe Laiyuelou will not go against us just because of a clerk."

Peace is the most important thing among the rich people. No fool would offend others just because of a little boy. Isn't that stupid?

Mr. Sun thought so too.

He looked at Madam Sun and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple. Let someone pass the message to the shopkeeper of Laiyue Tower. If he is sensible, he will naturally show his attitude."

At worst, they will kick people out.

Now that they are no longer from Yue Lou, can't we deal with a few peasants?

Mr. Sun nodded and said only one sentence: "Don't make too much trouble."

What it means is not to cause any loss of life.

Madam Sun immediately smiled like a flower, her voice even clearer: "Don't worry, Master. I understand everything and will definitely not cause any trouble for you."

Mr. Sun just hummed lightly.

At this moment, a little maid ran in. She bowed respectfully to the two people sitting above her: "Master, how are you? Madam, how are you? Our aunt said that she has a pain in her heart and hopes that Master can go and accompany her."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun immediately stood up, his face full of anxiety: "Does your chest hurt? Have you asked a doctor to take a look? Go and get a doctor, Doctor Sun!"

He left quickly without paying any attention to Madam Sun who was present.

The little maid also hurriedly chased after him.

Mrs. Sun was so angry that she slapped the table hard, and her face became hideous and distorted.

"Bitch! She only knows how to act weak and seduce the master every day. Why doesn't she just die?"

Aunt Zheng was also a woman they bought. She was naturally charming, with a pair of fox eyes that seemed to seduce and captivate people. Such a top-notch woman was originally intended to win over some officials, but who knew that Aunt Zheng was restless and she climbed into Mr. Sun's bed in a blink of an eye.

The adopted daughter becomes the aunt.

Mrs. Sun felt uncomfortable for many days.

Aunt Zheng is not only beautiful, but also quite capable. Ever since she was promoted to concubine, she has been doted on and has not fallen out of favor for three whole years. Her popularity is almost catching up with that of his wife.

The key is that this little bitch doesn't know how to restrain herself and comes to provoke her from time to time. Madam Sun hates her so much that she wants to eat her flesh and drink her blood.

The head maid Hong Guo hurried forward to comfort her, "Madam, don't be angry. Even if Aunt Zheng is favored, she can't have her own children. She will never be able to surpass you in this life. In a few years, if her beauty is gone, it will be nothing but a matter of a word from you."

Having said that, Mrs. Sun was still angry.

She said quietly, "Hongguo, do you think the master has fallen in love with that bitch?"

Master Sun was not a pure-hearted man. He had several concubines in the backyard, but none of them was as favored as Aunt Zheng.

"No, the master still loves you, Madam, the most."

"Really?" Madam Sun smiled bitterly. She seemed to be asking Hong Guo, but also seemed to be talking to herself: "How long has it been since the master came into my room? Almost half a year. He really loves me."

Hongguo was puzzled.

Mr. Sun is fat, with big ears and a big belly, just like Zhu Bajie. Why would he want to sleep with such a person? Isn't it disgusting?

Of course, she only dared to think about it in her heart and didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Forget it, go and call the butler in for me."

"Yes!"

The ice sold very well. Several buckets of ice were sold out before noon. Fang Huai always felt that the purse around his waist was heavy. When he looked down, he saw that it was bulging. There were only a few copper coins in it, most of which were silver ingots.

It’s developed, it’s developed.

I didn’t expect that selling ice could make so much money. The money I earned that day was almost as much as what my family earned in a month from selling soap.

Wang Hu walked up to Fang Huai and said, "Sister-in-law, Brother Chuan asked you to go to the kitchen to find him after you finish your work here."

Fang Huai nodded and thanked him: "I'll go find him after I collect the things."

Wang Hu helped to pack up the things.

Both of them worked efficiently and put away all the things in no time.

Without Tongfu Restaurant competing for business, Lai Yue Lou's business is more popular than ever. There's nothing they can do about it, since their restaurant has ice.

"Hey bro, do you have any ice left?"

Fang Huai apologized, "I'm sorry, we're out of ice today."

The man was a little frustrated after hearing this, but he quickly recovered and asked again: "Can I order some ice for tomorrow? I can pay a 50% deposit."

Nowadays, most people only pay 30% as a deposit, and paying 50% as a deposit is considered very sincere.

"Sorry, please come earlier tomorrow."

The man walked away sighing.

The kitchen is very busy now. Zhao Yunchuan is swinging the spatula with all his strength. The only consolation is that there is an ice basin inside, which makes it cooler than before.

Seeing Zhao Yunchuan so busy, Fang Huai felt distressed.

I wanted to go up and wipe the sweat off his forehead, but I was afraid of disturbing him while he was working, so I gave up.

Finally, after a dish of red, shiny, and trembling braised pork came out of the pot, Zhao Yunchuan had a moment to catch his breath.

"Brother Huai, how long have you been waiting? Are you hungry?"

Fang Huai shook his head: "Not hungry."

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry. It's already noon."

He called Anzi over: "Anzi, take my Huai brother to the small kitchen. The food is simmering in the pot."

Then he turned to look at Fang Huai and said, "Brother Huai, go home after you finish eating and ride your bike back."

"Ah."

Zhao Yunchuan wanted to say a few more words to Fang Huai, but the dishes were being served outside, so he had no choice but to pick up the spatula and shovel.

He is an emotionless cooking machine.

Fang Huai obediently followed An Zi to the small kitchen. The small kitchen was very clean, but there was no sign of cooking inside. There was no rice, flour or oil. There was only water, firewood, and a wooden barrel.

An Zi took the initiative to explain: "The small kitchen is where Brother Chuan makes Coke."