Everyone went to bed late last night, so it was not easy to get up early the next morning. Zhao Luochuan stayed at home, and Yang Donghu loved to stay in bed more and more. He had to wait until Zhao Luochuan came to the bed and called him softly before he slowly opened his eyes.

The woman who helped Yun Qiao was called to a banquet by the Yun family early this morning. Zhu Cuilan also wanted to make breakfast for Zhao Fangchu at home. She had washed the rice and was about to put it in the pot.

But he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the Yun family, and after many attempts to refuse, Yun Miao and Yun Qiao's mother half-pushed and half-dragged him over by holding his arms.

Zhu Cuilan was not at home, so Zhao Fangchu went to the next yard to look for Yang Donghu. Before he even entered the door, he was stopped in the yard by Zhao Luochuan.

"Why are you here so early? Donghu hasn't gotten up yet. You can go and disturb him later." The fire in front of the stove was burning brightly. Zhao Luochuan heard the sound of someone walking and looked towards the door and spoke.

Zhao Fangchu leaned forward to look into the kitchen, and indeed saw only Zhao Luochuan. He looked up at the sky, feeling curious. The sun was rising high in the sky, that was for sure, so why didn't he stay in bed when he slept with Dong Ge?

"Brother Dong, are you feeling unwell recently? Why are you up so late?"

Zhao Luochuan added a handful of firewood and said without looking up, "He's weak, it would be good for him to sleep a little longer. Is his aunt not at home?"

It was breakfast time, and there was no smoke rising from Zhu Cuilan's yard. They had the custom of holding a banquet after the birth of a child, so they guessed that Zhu Cuilan was invited by someone.

If Zhao Fangchu didn't come, Zhao Luochuan would call him and Zhao Fangyu to come for dinner later.

"Yeah." Zhao Fangchu stopped walking towards the inner room and turned towards the kitchen.

"That's perfect. Come and add some fuel to the fire. I'll cook. We can eat here later."

To be honest, Zhao Fangchu didn't really trust Zhao Luochuan's cooking skills. At least in terms of appearance, it was far inferior to Yang Donghu's. He really wanted to ask, but then he thought, how could someone who doesn't cook have the right to be picky? It was good enough to have something to eat.

Zhao Fangchu secretly took a look into the pot and found it looked quite good, so he stopped questioning it and continued to light the fire.

The meals in the morning are all similar, but because there are more people today, the portions are a little bigger. Now that their family is not short of eggs, it doesn't seem like a rare thing, and one per person is enough.

Now that Yunqiao has given birth to a child, she will go to visit him when the baby is one month old, bringing eggs. If she saves a few every day, she can save a lot in a month.

The peach blossom cakes have been placed in the town for two days, and it is still unknown how the business is doing. Yang Donghu is thinking about it and always wants to go over and take a look, but the last time we agreed on three days, and the agreed time is tomorrow.

The sheep I brought back last time are still at home. I should sell them tomorrow and then I will go to the restaurant.

He was preoccupied with something and was absent-minded while eating, so he didn't notice that Zhao Fangyu, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he had something to say.

Zhao Luochuan frowned unhappily and knocked on the edge of the bowl: "What are you looking at?"

"I...I...it's just that." Zhao Fangyu stammered and couldn't explain clearly. The other three put down their chopsticks and waited for him to speak.

They didn't communicate much, and the only person they could talk to was Yang Anjin. Yang Donghu saw Zhao Fangyu's shy look and understood it. He smiled and said, "It has something to do with Anjin."

"Yeah," Zhao Fangyu nodded. He was different from Zhao Luochuan. Zhao Luochuan had hope day and night in the mountains, but returning home was like returning to a gentle land.

But it is not easy for Zhao Fangyu to meet Yang Anjin. Even if the two of them are engaged, there are still complicated etiquette between them. If he wants to meet without causing gossip, he really needs to think of a way.

Yang Donghu was a brother and was familiar with Yang Anjin, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he went to his house. He thought it would be nice if he could get some help from Yang Donghu and meet him from afar.

But when the words of begging came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

"Just say whatever you want to say. There's no one else here."

Zhao Luochuan, a well-fed man, doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man. After eating, he still has time to make sarcastic remarks: "You are so laborious to say one thing, and you dare not do it directly at all. If you talk like this every day after you get married, you will drive me crazy."

The other two nodded in agreement with Zhao Luochuan.

Zhao Fangyu speaks slowly, but there are many people who don't speak slowly.

A familiar and clear voice came from outside the house, speaking quickly and clearly: "Is this Brother Dachuan's house? Is anyone home?"

Sitting in the main room, you can see the courtyard gate. The person who comes is dressed as a waiter. Who else could it be but the waiter of the restaurant?

Yang Donghu reacted even faster than Zhao Luochuan. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and stood up suddenly, wishing he could reach the door in one step.

When the second brother saw the familiar face, he walked straight into the courtyard without asking for favors.

"Why is Xiao Erge here at this time? Is it because our cakes are not selling well?"

Zhao Luochuan welcomed the guests into the house. The waiter wiped the sweat off his face as he walked in. He smiled and said, "Of course not. Our shopkeeper has nothing that he can't sell. It's also thanks to your husband's clever mind that he makes things that suit people's appetites, so they can sell quickly and well."

When Yang Donghu heard this, he felt relieved. It seemed that his second brother brought back good news.

Zhao Luochuan said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, little brother. So, what brings you here today?"

"Of course, I'm here to give you two my share of the profits on behalf of my boss." The waiter took out a purse from his pocket and placed it on the table, then placed an abacus on the table. "Here are 840 coins. My boss's price is 80 coins per portion. Your husband is very skillful and makes small pancakes. One portion is three pancakes. The amount he gave me last time can be divided into 20 portions."

The waiter had been in the restaurant for a long time and had won the trust of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper had been cultivating him and had taught him a few things about abacus and reading. He had a high level of comprehension and was quick to learn. He was very agile in calculating with an abacus and had a sharp tongue. He could figure out the accounts clearly in just a few words.

"Only fifteen peach blossom cakes were sold. After all, this is the first time we're selling something new like this, so we have to let others know about it. The shopkeeper confiscated the money for the first five peach blossom cakes and gave one to each table in the second-floor wing. These can't be counted as money, right? The remaining fifteen cakes were divided into 37 portions as agreed. They are yours. You can do the accounting, right?"

Zhao Luochuan often went to the street to sell game. His mind was working quickly as his second brother spoke. Almost the moment the words fell, he had figured out the accounts.

"Your boss and I are old business partners. How can we not trust each other? There is no need to settle accounts." Zhao Luochuan poured a bowl of hot tea for the waiter and said with a smile.