Farmer’s Stepmother’s Skillful Farming

Chapter 100 Boredom

 Even though he wanted to show filial piety to Wu Tianfu, he was unable to do so.

Especially after Wu Tianfu's son and daughter-in-law, that is, his cousin and cousin-in-law, died in an accident, the Wei family became more and more wary of him, especially the Wei family, who even warned him next to him and did not allow him to talk to Wu Tianfu too much. The purpose of the exchange was to prevent him from taking the opportunity to support his second uncle's family.

Wu Zhuoyuan had quarreled with the Wei family and even the Wei family several times over this, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs. When he was desperate, he had received great favor from the Wei family, and as his son-in-law, he really couldn't do anything too outrageous. We can only compromise on matters, and try not to interact too much on the surface.

Even though Wu Tianfu often sold tofu in the market and was very tired, he did not dare to take Wu Tianfu to sit in the shop and have a meal or something. He could only secretly buy some wontons and stuff Wu Tianfu with snacks.

As time went by, Wu Tianfu also noticed Wu Zhuoyuan's difficulties, so he asked him to have less contact with him. Seeing that Wu Zhuoyuan didn't listen, he simply made sarcastic remarks from time to time to make him retreat.

Wu Zhuoyuan knew this and understood Wu Tianfu's painstaking efforts, but he nodded more and more bitterly, with a forced smile on his face, "I just listened to my second uncle."

"Just listen to me. From now on, take good care of your shop and pay more attention to your business. Doing good business is the serious business." Wu Tianfu said.

"That's what I said..." Wu Zhuoyuan scratched his head subconsciously when Wu Tianfu mentioned business matters.

“What’s wrong, business hasn’t been very good recently?” Wu Tianfu asked upon seeing this.

"I can't say it's not good, but I can't say it's great either. That's it. I can only say it's okay." Wu Zhuoyuan sighed, "This shop was opened by my father-in-law before, and the pastries in it were also made when my father-in-law was young. The craftsmanship I learned in Fucheng is good in terms of taste, and all the pastries I have tasted are good, but these pastries have always been the same since I entered the Wei family, and they have never changed. "

“I heard from Mrs. Wei that since she could remember when she was a child, she has always had these things, such as crispy twists, peach cakes, mung bean cakes, osmanthus cakes, etc. It has been more than 20 years now, and it has not changed at all.”

"Second Uncle, you also know that there are so many Manchurian Communists in our town. It can be said that there is no one who has never come to the shop to buy pastries. But if you buy them once or twice, it is a new taste. You can't stand eating them for the past twenty years. There are always these things to eat, so maybe someone is visiting relatives, or the elderly or children at home are craving for something sweet, so they come to the shop to buy some. "

"So this business is... bad. I can only say that I will starve to death even if I don't have enough to eat."

Wu Zhuoyuan had a headache when he mentioned this, and his words were full of melancholy. Wu Tianfu frowned, "Then you don't want to think of something? Make some new styles of pastries or something?"

 “Of course I have thought about it.”

Wu Zhuoyuan's mood became more and more depressed, "It's just that my father-in-law refused. He only said that these pastries were learned from Fucheng. They are all signatures of hundreds of years old. The goods cannot be bad. No one will buy them. I can only say that those people I don’t know the goods.”

"Furthermore, my father-in-law was on guard against me and left all the pastries to the Wei family. I wanted to improve the method or make some new pastries, but I didn't know how to make pastries at all, let alone make novel pastries. Out."

 (End of this chapter)