The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Yu Zhizhi began to stir-fry the onions, ginger and garlic until they turned golden brown. Then she added a can of soybean paste and kept stir-frying until a quarter of an hour later, when the paste turned brown-red, and then added the glutinous rice cake chili peppers.

Repeat the previous steps and stir-fry continuously.

"Haci!"

"Haci!"

The kitchen was filled with a strong spicy smell, and not only Yu Zhizhi, but even Aunt He was sneezing constantly.

Then, Yu Zhizhi began to add peppercorns, sugar cubes, and rice wine.

Finally, add the ground spice powder and continue to stir fry.

It took Yu Zhizhi more than an hour to fry the base ingredients.

That's still short.

However, even if she spent a few more hours frying the base, it was estimated that the Sixth Prince, an ancient man who was tasting hot pot for the first time, might not be able to taste the subtle differences.

So she was quite sincere.

The hot pot base had a rich and overbearing flavor. When Yu Zhizhi was frying it, the aroma drifted outside through the crack in the door, attracting Yun Haodong, Fang Lanzhu, and Yun Xiaochen.

But they couldn't stand it after a while and started covering their noses.

Yu Zhizhi had no choice but to drive them away.

After all, there are already two people suffering here, there is no need to add a few more.

The sky is slightly bright.

Yu Zhizhi didn't sleep in this morning. After waking up, she started to simply dress up.

Yesterday, her mother bought her more than a dozen new clothes at once, probably because she knew that she didn't take anything with her when she left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It might also be because he was afraid that she would feel awkward if she continued to wear the clothes left by Yun Yuqing.

Finally, she picked out a lavender pleated skirt and put it on.

When passing the front yard, Yu Zhizhi ran into her father Yun Haodong.

"Girl, are you getting ready to go out?"

"Yeah. I'm planning on going out to buy some ingredients."

Yu Zhizhi had already told them last night that she would host a banquet for the Sixth Prince today to clear up the misunderstanding between them.

Of course they have no objection.

After all, the Sixth Prince is of high status and is not someone that small merchants like them can afford to offend.

"I'll let Ping An stay with you!"

He Ping'an, the son of Uncle He and Aunt He, is usually responsible for driving the carriage and running errands.

Yu Zhizhi thought about it and finally agreed.

The ingredients she will buy later, although the portion is not large, there are many varieties!

She might not be able to get that much by herself.

And she also had to go to Fu Ju Restaurant in advance.

He Pingan watched Yu Zhizhi buy some beef and fat beef at the beef stall, and then some beef tripe, tripe, and beef throat, and couldn't help asking:

"Miss, are you buying these offal to cook?"

"Yup!"

"Absolutely not. The smell of these offal is too strong."

If the Sixth Prince knew that the young lady used these stinky beef offal to treat him, the misunderstanding between them would not be resolved yet and there would be another one.

Not good.

"rest assured!"

Yu Zhizhi has a way to make them not smell bad.

For her, hotpot cannot be without the soul ingredients such as offal.

She also wants to buy some duck intestines and pig blood later!

If the Sixth Prince doesn’t eat it later, she will eat it.

She couldn't just be a foil! And the ingredients she prepared were all for three people.

She can have two appetites every time she eats hot pot.

Half an hour later.

The ingredients had already been bought. Yu Zhizhi instructed He Pingan, "Take these ingredients home, clean them, and ask Aunt He to make a pot of pork bone soup."

"Okay, miss."

Yu Zhizhi also told him in detail how to clean the internal organs.

However, she plans to process the beef and fatty beef ingredients herself, because the cutting method of fatty beef slices and beef slices for hot pot is very particular and cannot be sloppy, otherwise it will affect the taste.

Yu Zhizhi hurried to the iron shop, took the copper stove and pots, and then rushed to the Fu Ju Restaurant without stopping.

Fuju Restaurant is the most prestigious restaurant in the entire Chuyun Kingdom. If it were placed in modern times, it would definitely be a five-star restaurant!

Especially the main store located in Haidong District, the guests who come here to dine are either rich or noble.

Therefore, the prices of the dishes here are definitely not cheap.

In the past, the original owner and He Yang came here often and were considered old customers.

However, Yu Zhizhi's purpose of coming here today was not to have a meal.

She carefully carried the copper stove and pots into the Fuju Restaurant, but was stopped by two waiters at the door.

What does it mean?

Is he worried that she doesn't have enough money to pay the bill?

She was not allowed to enter.

Yu Zhizhi couldn't stand it anymore and yelled at the waiters, "I want to see your boss, or I'll go around telling everyone that you, the Fuju Restaurant, are so condescending and look down on ordinary people like us!"

"you……"

One of the waiters was so angry when he heard this that he was about to reach out and pull Yu Zhizhi. At this time, Manager Luo behind him hurried over to stop him.

Shopkeeper Luo walked slowly to Yu Zhizhi's side with his big belly and looked at her with a smile:

"Miss Yu, oh no, I should call you Miss Yun now. I wonder what you want from me?"

This smiling Buddha in front of him had cheated the original owner many times before, and every time he recommended the most expensive dishes and the most expensive wine to the original owner.

"Shopkeeper Luo, can we talk for a moment?"

The two moved to one of the private rooms on the second floor.

Yu Zhizhi didn't want to waste time talking to him, so she got straight to the point: "I'm here to rent an ordinary private room in your restaurant."

After hearing this, Shopkeeper Luo's pupils widened and his face looked incredulous.

"Are you only renting a private room and not planning on dining here?"

Yu Zhizhi nodded.

In fact, what Manager Luo said was half right. She was not not eating here, she just was not ordering food here.

She brought her own hot pot utensils and ingredients.

Shopkeeper Luo refused loudly, "No!"

What kind of guests would come to a restaurant not to dine, but just rent a private room and not order anything? How would the restaurant make any money then?

"I'm only renting it for one day."

Yu Zhizhi looked at Shopkeeper Luo, a sly look in her eyes. "If you refuse, I'll tell everyone about you selling me fake wine!"

It was He Yang who told the original owner about this, but the original owner didn't care much about it before.

But things are different now. She has the evidence and she will definitely use it. The flash in Shopkeeper Luo's eyes just now proved that He Yang was not lying.

The guilty shopkeeper Luo was afraid that she would make things worse, so he had to agree.

Yu Zhizhi nodded with satisfaction, then asked, "How is the rent calculated?"

Shopkeeper Luo held up five fingers and said, "It's 500 wen to rent a private room for a day."

Yo!

He actually asked for too much.

Yu Zhizhi didn't want to be taken advantage of. "Why don't you just go and rob it! 100 Wen."

No one could bargain as hard as she did. Shopkeeper Luo was unhappy: "No, renting it to you for one day will cost us at least three taels of silver. 500 coins is a bargain."

Yu Zhizhi sneered, "The Yuluochun peach blossom wine I ordered from you earlier was worth one or two taels of silver per small bottle. Are you sure the peach blossom wine you sold me was from Yuluochun?"

"If I report it to the authorities, I'll pay three times the amount of the fake goods. You can calculate how much you'll have to pay me. Think carefully about it!"

Shopkeeper Luo glared at her with gritted teeth: "Okay, 100 wen is 100 wen!"

The goal was achieved. Yu Zhizhi glanced at the private room they were in. It was neither too big nor too small, just right.

"Just rent this one."

Seeing that Manager Luo was unhappy again, Yu Zhizhi glanced at him coldly, and he immediately backed down.

"Do you have any charcoal for sale?"

What did she buy the charcoal for?

Could it be that he was so depressed that he wanted to commit suicide?

So come here and rent a private room, close the door...

The more Shopkeeper Luo thought about it, the more frightened he became, and cold sweat broke out on his body.