The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

"The next stall will be set up in front of Chunfeng Tower in Haixi District, Beijing."

After saying that, it carefully observed Yun Zhizhi's reaction.

Yun Zhizhi had never been to this place, but when she heard the name Chunfeng Tower, based on her little knowledge of ancient culture, she guessed that this might be a place where literati and poets gathered.

They are likely to drink tea, recite poetry and paint here.

It seems that the location of the stall this time seems to be normal.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhizhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She couldn't wait to start preparing for her next stall.

So, she excitedly said to Little Winter Melon, "Little Winter Melon, I've already thought about what I'm going to sell next time I set up a stall. Let me tell you now!"

Little Winter Melon paused, stopped pounding his back, blinked, and looked at her: "Host, you are so efficient. Otherwise, think about it again..."

I'm afraid you'll regret it.

Before he could even utter these four words, she interrupted him, "Don't think about it. Next time I set up a stall, I've decided to sell dolls and stuffed animals."

Selling these things that children and girls love will definitely be a good business, and most importantly, the profits are very considerable.

Little Winter Melon recalled the scene when she set up a stall in front of Chunfeng Tower to sell dolls and stuffed animals. She felt a little reluctant and said, "Host, I remind you again, once you confirm it, you cannot regret it."

It still remembers the regretful expression on her face when she confirmed she was going to sell spicy hot pot last time and suddenly learned that the students of Lishan Academy could not go out to find food.

"I know. Whoever regrets is a puppy."

After hearing this, Little Winter Melon smiled cunningly.

It was already waiting for its host to bark in front of her.

"Tomorrow, I'll tell you the extra tasks the system will assign you next time you set up a stall."

After Yun Zhizhi pressed the confirmation button, Xiao Donggua immediately disappeared from her sight.

Seeing it slip away so fast, Yun Zhizhi felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong, so she could only put it aside for the time being.

Feeling sleepy, she decided to take a nap first.

At the beginning of the Si hour, Xiao Tao saw Yun Zhizhi, who looked like she was about to go out, and asked, "Miss, where are we going later?"

"Let's go for a stroll in Chunfeng Tower."

Yun Zhizhi's mouth corners curled up slightly. She planned to go and check out the location of the stall in advance.

After hearing this, Xiao Tao screamed in shock, "Ah? Miss, the Chunfeng Tower you're talking about isn't the one in Haixi District?"

Yun Zhizhi frowned slightly: "Hmm. Is there something wrong?"

"Miss, let's go somewhere else! That place is not suitable for us to stroll around."

Yun Zhizhi looked bewildered and asked, "Why? Although we are not scholars, it is okay to go there to drink tea and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere!"

After hearing this, Xiao Tao realized that the young lady had misunderstood the place and quickly explained, "Chunfenglou is not a good place to drink tea and write poetry. It is actually a brothel."

"What the hell?"

Yun Zhizhi's dark eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly.

She had no idea that Chunfeng Tower was actually a brothel.

Oops!

I was screwed by that broken system again.

How could these ancient people give brothels such an elegant name? It is so easy to be misunderstood.

No wonder Xiaotao had an awkward expression on her face when she heard me say that I wanted to go there to feel the peaceful atmosphere.

There is no peaceful atmosphere in that kind of place, it is very likely to be a hot and spicy atmosphere.

What to do? This time, I have to set up a stall in front of the brothel to sell stuffed animals.

At this moment, Yun Zhizhi felt very regretful.

If she had known that Chunfenglou was a brothel, she would never have considered setting up a stall in front of Chunfenglou to sell dolls and stuffed animals that children and women loved.

After all, brothels are places where gentlemen and young men seek pleasure, which is totally inconsistent with her target customer group!

Moreover, ordinary people would try to avoid places like brothels. Unless the things they sell are particularly unique and eye-catching, it would be difficult to attract children and girls to patronize them.

Ouch, this is terrible!

I'm going to set up a stall in front of the brothel.

Could it be that the main goal this time is to sell the dolls to those playboys who just had a good time in Chunfenglou?

It doesn't seem to be impossible.

She has already thought of a selling point.

However, there is still a big problem to be solved.

The last time he set up a stall to sell lipstick, He Yang was very disgusted with prostitutes and was even unwilling to pass by the door of a brothel on weekdays.

Now how could she convince him to go with her to set up a stall there?

Just when Yun Zhizhi was feeling troubled, Zhao Er came to the Yun residence and reported: "Miss Yun, I would like to ask you to go to the imperial palace."

Yun Zhizhi asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you'd give me four days to think about it?"

Perhaps anticipating her response, Zhao Yi repeated his master's words verbatim: "Counting from the day of the palace banquet, plus today, it's been exactly four days."

Hearing this, Yun Zhizhi was stunned.

This Zhao Yunjin is really cunning.

He had actually calculated the time long ago, making it impossible for me to refute.

She thought for a moment and responded, "Let's go!"

The back garden of Xuanyi Pavilion in the Imperial Palace.

Zhao Yunjin watched Yun Zhizhi take a leisurely sip of hot tea and asked softly, "I heard you've been busy opening a vermicelli workshop these days. Do you need any help?"

Yun Zhizhi's eyes lit up, and she gave him a sly smile: "Of course I need it. Could it be that the Sixth Prince wants to send someone to me?"

Zhao Yunjin nodded softly, "Well, I think you need a capable assistant to help you with some of the daily affairs of the vermicelli workshop."

After saying that, Zhao Yunjin signaled with his eyes to Zhao San who was standing not far away.

Zhao San immediately understood what he meant, stepped forward quickly, and handed a document in his hand to Yun Zhizhi.

Yun Zhizhi took the document with confusion and asked, "What is this?"

"This is Fan Hua's indenture. He is yours from now on. He was previously in charge of managing the manor under my name in Rongzhou City. He is quite useful."

Being able to work for him and reach the level of a butler means that his abilities must be good.

"It's not a good idea to poach people from you." Yun Zhizhi said hesitantly.

Zhao Yunjin grinned: "This prince has already decided that you are the princess. We are all family, so it can't be considered poaching."

Yun Zhizhi glared at him: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Then she expressed her concerns: "Let me tell you the truth! I have a big secret, and I'm afraid that if I tell it or you accidentally discover it, you'll be scared to death."

Zhao Yunjin's eyes were as deep as the abyss, staring intently at Yun Zhizhi, a hint of a smile on his lips, and his voice was a bit playful:

"Scare me to death? Not really. However, to prevent me from being startled and to allow me to live longer, you can choose not to tell me this secret."