The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Zhao Yi quickly responded, "No. Once the master gets busy, she doesn't take care of herself and often misses mealtimes. Furthermore, the master is quite picky about food and only loves the delicacies cooked by Miss Yun."

Yun Zhizhi quickly picked out some meatballs, beef slices, egg dumplings, lotus root slices, fresh mushrooms, fern root vermicelli and other ingredients and put them into the lunch box.

Then he took out a can of chili oil and handed it to Zhao Yi, instructing him, "When you take it back, have the chef in the palace throw all these ingredients into the bone soup and cook them. If your master likes spicy food, add some chili oil."

She didn't plan to bring him the spicy hot pot soup base. After all, Zhao Yi had to ride back on horseback, and it would be inconvenient to carry it with him. Moreover, even if the boiling hot soup base was put in a can, she was afraid that it would burn the horse.

(Ma: Oh my god, you are so kind, you still think of me.)

Yun Zhizhi paused for a moment, then continued, "Tell your master a message: If you're not active at meals, there's something wrong with your thinking."

Zhao Yi was happy: "Okay!"

Before leaving, he reminded Zhao Wu and Zhao Liu, who stayed behind to help Yun Zhizhi set up a night stall, "You two must keep a close eye on Miss Yun. If anything happens to her here, the master will definitely not forgive you."

Zhao Wu and Zhao Liu responded in unison: "Got it!"

After Zhao Yi brought the ingredients back to the imperial palace, he did not dare to stop for a moment and ran straight to the kitchen.

At the same time, Zhao Yunjin was discussing official business with Qi Yize and Qin Zihao in the study.

Qi Yize was so hungry that he ate two pears in a row. When he was about to take the third one, he suddenly smelled an enticing fragrance and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What smell? It smells so good!"

At this time, Zhao Yi bravely walked into the study room carrying a bowl of not-so-authentic spicy hot pot and said cautiously, "Master, I have already delivered the pear to Miss Yun."

Then he added, "Miss Yun also asked me to bring a message to you, Master."

Zhao Yunjin stopped what he was doing, put down the file, looked up at him, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "What did you say?"

Zhao Yi took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "If you're not active during meals, there's something wrong with your thinking."

After hearing this, Zhao Yunjin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled, "Hand it over!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yi felt relieved and quickly placed the big bowl of spicy hot pot in front of Zhao Yunjin.

It seems that Miss Yun is still very powerful and has her master under her control.

Zhao Yunjin looked down at the food in the bowl and found that it contained meatballs, fresh mushrooms, lotus root slices, fern root vermicelli and other ingredients. He immediately understood everything.

Zhao Yi patiently explained, "When Miss Yun learned that the master had not yet had dinner, she specially prepared some ingredients for her subordinates to bring back, and then asked the chef to simply cook them in bone broth."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yize immediately ran over excitedly and said anxiously, "Zhao Yi, I haven't had dinner yet! I'm starving now. Please ask the kitchen to send some for me and Zihao!"

If he hadn't been busy with official duties, he would have already queued up in front of the gate of Lishan Academy to buy the mouth-watering spicy hot pot.

I heard that some people had to wait in line for two hours to taste this irresistible delicacy.

I really don’t know what Yun Zhizhi is thinking. What’s the benefit of setting up a stall in such a remote place?

It would be better to set up a stall in front of his Qi Mansion.

With his extraordinary looks, he could at least help her attract some young girls to patronize her.

Zhao Yunjin raised his eyes slightly and gave Zhao Yi a suggestive look.

Although Zhao Yi was unwilling, he still walked towards the kitchen reluctantly.

Oh, how could he forget that Prince Qi and Prince Qin were still here.

Miss Yun had prepared a rich meal, enough for two or three people to feast on. She had just said that if the master couldn't finish it, the rest would be his alone.

As a result, unfortunately, I met these two Cheng Yaojins.

Oh, how unlucky he is.

Tonight, Zhang Lei and the other two were unwell, and more than a dozen students could not hold back. Like little mice, they sneaked out of their sight and climbed over the wall to buy spicy hot pot.

Yun Zhizhi watched these students climb over the wall and come to her stall in a sneaky manner. She cooperated very well and spoke softly.

The last day of setting up a stall in front of Lishan Academy.

That's 16 short of the goal.

To be honest, Yun Zhizhi was really unsure.

If she didn't sell spicy hot pot to 16 students today, she would be punished by that broken system.

Just as she was seasoning the spicy hot pot and thinking about how to complete the task, she suddenly heard a loud shout in her ears.

Chen Fugui fanned himself, his eyes fixed on Yun Zhizhi, a smile on his face as he said, "Malatang girl, I'm Chen Fugui. Do you want to go back to Rongzhou with me and become my eighth concubine?"

"I promise to make you rich and prosperous. You won't have to work hard setting up a stall here anymore. You only need to make spicy hot pot for me."

Chen Fugui is one of the richest businessmen in Rongzhou City. He has not yet married a wife, but he has seven concubines.

Moreover, these seven concubines are all top-notch beauties.

This time he came to the capital to discuss business and brought these seven beautiful concubines with him.

Yun Zhizhi looked up at him and the seven beautiful concubines around him, and was so shocked that she froze in place.

wow!

This Chen Fugui is so lucky!

He looks ordinary, but his vision is quite sharp. The seven concubines he took with him were all the best in terms of appearance and figure.

Each of them was dressed in gorgeous clothes, had exquisite makeup on, and had a graceful and charming figure.

Some are delicate and charming, some are gentle and graceful, some are charming and attractive, and some are fresh and refined... There are seven different styles, each of which has the capital to make people's heart beat.

These beautiful concubines, they all smile so happily, they don't look like they are forced. Their intention is obvious, they are attracted by Chen Fugui's money.

Before Yun Zhizhi could respond, He Yang rejected her offer: "Brother Fugui, why don't you take a look at yourself in the bronze mirror? With your ordinary looks, are you worthy enough for my boss to be your concubine? Pah!"

"My boss is so amazing, he's one of the best in the capital, so he must be wife material."

This rich guy must be blind. He could have picked anyone else but dared to set his sights on his boss in front of him.

Don’t even think about it!

Chen Fugui was so embarrassed that his face turned pale.

"Hey fat guy, why are you making personal attacks? I was just asking the spicy hot pot girl for her opinion, I didn't rob her."

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Yun Zhizhi felt helpless and just wanted to send him away quickly, so she said, "Mr. Chen, I am not destined to be a concubine, nor do I want to be one."

This Chen Fugui is not only careless, but also a scumbag.

He already has so many concubines. Isn't he afraid of domestic conflicts among them?

If I really became his eighth concubine, I would probably not even know how I died.

Seeing Yun Zhizhi so determined, Chen Fugui stopped forcing her and changed the subject, saying, "Malatang girl, although we don't have a romantic connection, we must have a business connection!"

Yun Zhizhi looked puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Chen Fugui smiled and said, "I want to do business with you in fern root vermicelli and sweet potato vermicelli. Could I have a moment to talk?"