The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Dasha hurriedly asked, "Why don't you sell it anymore? Please try to persuade your daughter. This spicy hot pot is definitely profitable and can be sold continuously. My brother and I will definitely come here every day."

The young man standing next to Dasha couldn't help but sigh, "This Miss Yun must be crazy. I really want to open her head and see what she's thinking."

"The places she chooses to set up her stall are always weird, and the things she sells are always different. That's fine, but every time she's selling her products at their peak, she suddenly disappears and stops selling altogether. It drives us crazy."

Meng Yuxin, who was standing at the back, quickly accepted this fact. He strode up to Uncle He and asked, "Old man, how about we make a deal?"

"When will your young lady open a stall, what will she sell, and where will she set up the stall? If you tell me the information, I will give you one ounce of silver."

Buying information directly from this servant of the Yun Mansion is definitely more reliable than buying it from Sun Kun.

And it's cheaper.

Although he was not short of money, he did not want to be a sucker and let Sun Kun earn the money so easily.

Uncle He never expected that someone would actually want to buy information from him, "This..."

In fact, he also wanted to make some money.

But he didn't dare!

Meng Yuxin smiled and said, "If you don't dare, you can tell your mistress about this and let her make the decision. If she agrees, you can come to the Meng Mansion in Haixi District and tell me the news."

"Ok."

Seeing how generous he was, the people around him also wanted to buy information from the old man, but their financial situation did not allow it!

In the end, they could only leave disappointed.

Before leaving, Dasha once again said to Uncle He sincerely, "I still say the same thing. Please help persuade your daughter. This spicy hot pot is definitely a good business and can be sold for a long time."

"Uncle, my brother and I will come here again tomorrow. I hope to hear good news from you."

After Dasha finished speaking, he looked at Ersha, and then they both used their Qinggong skills at the same time and disappeared from He Bo's sight in an instant.

Uncle He looked at the direction they left and shook his head helplessly.

I'm afraid I'll disappoint them tomorrow.

Since the young lady opened her stall, every item she sells has been extremely popular, and none of them has been a failure.

Even he himself likes to eat spicy hot pot, stinky tofu and ice cream, but he likes the lady to constantly bring them new surprises.

The third day of tanking.

At the end of the Chen hour, He Yang hurriedly walked out of the back door of the He Mansion and headed towards the main gate of the Yun Mansion next to it.

When he arrived at the door of Yun Zhizhi's room, he knocked hard.

"Clap!"

Soon, the door was opened. Yun Zhizhi stuck her head out and saw that it was He Yang standing outside the door. A hint of surprise appeared on her face.

When she saw He Yang's face which was swollen like a pig's head, she couldn't help but exclaim and took a deep breath.

He Yang looked at Yun Zhizhi pitifully and cried, "Wow~ Boss, I'm so miserable!"

"Yesterday, at the back door of the He Mansion, some thugs wrapped a sack around my head and beat me up. You see, I can barely open my eyes."

Yun Zhizhi looked at the bruises on He Yang's face and asked with concern, "Have you seen a doctor? Also, do you know which bastard hit you?"

He Yang touched his chubby face and said with a grin, "I found Dr. Zhou, and he gave me some ointment to apply."

After saying this, he suppressed his pain and said angrily, "It must have been done by those three bastards Zhang Lei, Zhu Yuanting, and Yu Shujin."

Yun Zhizhi frowned and asked doubtfully, "Why are you so sure?"

He Yang gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Yesterday, when they covered my head with a sack and beat me up, I happened to hit someone's vitals while struggling desperately."

"That pig-slaughtering scream sounds like that guy Zhu Yuanting."

Yun Zhizhi couldn't help but laugh, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "You are awesome!"

At this time, He Yang tried to open his slightly swollen eyelids, stared at Yun Zhizhi and said, "Wow! Boss, how come your face has become much whiter after a day of fasting? Last time you fasted, it was obviously much darker, but this time it's actually much whiter. It's really strange."

Yun Zhizhi touched her cheek and chuckled, "Haha! Is it obvious that it's white?"

He Yang nodded: "Well, you can ask Xiao Tao."

Xiao Tao echoed from the side: "Miss, you have indeed become much whiter this time."

After hearing this, Yun Zhizhi forced a smile at the corners of her mouth, but this smile was uglier than crying.

Her current situation is actually not much better than Lazy Yangyang's.

The last time she became much darker was because the portal unfortunately sent her to Africa, where she experienced a day trip to Africa.

This time her hair became much whiter because the portal unfortunately sent her to Bangladesh in the 21st century, allowing her to experience the special face-washing service in a local barber shop in the capital Dhaka.

That Tony guy was not polite at all. He rubbed her face hard, over and over again, almost rubbing off the skin on her face.

Her face was a little swollen because of this.

Fortunately, her face is completely natural, otherwise, not only will her face become white, but her nose and lips will most likely become crooked.

What's worse is that Tony used a thread to shave her face, which caused her to scream in pain from beginning to end, as if she were on the execution ground.

Finally, he even used water from the lower reaches of the Ganges to wash her face!

The washbasin filled with water looks very much like a footbath.

When she saw the yellow water and smelled the pungent smell, she felt that her face was no longer clean.

After having a very unforgettable experience of a special massage, Yun Zhizhi started a day-long budget trip.

The rotten system only gave her 1700 taka (about 100 yuan).

In this unfamiliar place, unable to speak the language, she ended up accidentally ending up in the train station.

In order to avoid buying a ticket, she was dragged onto the roof of the train shed and experienced the craziest activity in the world: hijacking the train.

Yun Zhizhi looked at the train roof filled with people hanging from all sides, and felt the train's astonishing speed. She was so scared that her legs were shaking.

On the contrary, the person next to him was sitting there leisurely playing with his phone, not afraid at all.

Compared with them, she is just a weakling.

I originally thought that since this was my first time in Bangladesh, I had to try the local food.

What a great result!

She was vomiting and having diarrhea.

She had diarrhea several times in a row and her face turned pale, which was also related to this matter.

Why is she so unlucky!

Yun Zhizhi was once again severely screwed by the rotten system.

"GuluGulu~"

Oops!

Again.

Yun Zhizhi's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly. She clutched her stomach and said, "I'm not going to chat with you anymore. My stomach hurts so much. I need to go to the toilet right away."

He Yang watched her leave and muttered to himself, "Boss was fasting all day yesterday and didn't eat anything at all, so why is he still having a stomachache?"