The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

Pei Yongle listened quietly to the stories about Yun Zhizhi's stall and said with emotion, "It seems that she has brought a lot of joy to the people of the capital in the past six months."

My eldest cousin Pei Shanle couldn't wait to take over the conversation and began to talk non-stop: "It's not just joy, she also brought everyone a lot of delicious food and rare items."

"Although the locations she chooses for her stalls are quite unusual, the products she sells are different each time, and each stall lasts for a relatively short time."

"However, I have to say that everything she sells is incredibly rare. Many gluttons, women, and children in the capital are very fond of her."

At this point, Pei Shanle sighed softly and continued, "It's a pity that the specific time she sets up her stall is always erratic and unpredictable; and the location she chooses is often unexpected."

"Therefore, rumors are spreading that if you want to successfully buy something from her stall, besides having good luck, you must also have well-informed sources and be quick."

Pei Zile, who had been listening silently, suddenly said, "Actually, besides her stall business, everyone is also talking about her love life. Many people praise our extremely noble Sixth Prince for his good taste in picking up such a great treasure like Yun Zhizhi."

Pei Yongle frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Pei Zile slapped his head and said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Yun Zhizhi and the Sixth Prince are already engaged. They will be getting married soon."

Pei Yongle's jaw dropped in shock. "Isn't she afraid of the scary scar on the Sixth Prince's face? Also, hasn't the Sixth Prince always been averse to women? How did they get married so soon?"

He and the Sixth Prince Zhao Yunjin have been friends for many years, and he always felt that the Sixth Prince was forced to marry Yun Zhizhi.

Pei Zile became excited when talking about love gossip: "The scar on the Sixth Prince's face has long since healed. If they stand together now, they are truly a match made in heaven."

"Brother, please don't say that. The Sixth Prince is not interested in women. He just hasn't met anyone he likes before, so he has remained chaste."

"Last time, when I went to the Haibei District dock to buy lunch boxes, I happened to see the Sixth Prince. His affectionate eyes never left Yun Zhizhi."

Pei Yongle was shocked again.

He just hasn't been back to the capital for more than half a year, how come there are so many melons to eat!

And they are all about Yun Zhizhi's career and love life.

He couldn't help but envy the people in the capital on behalf of the people in the border areas. With so many melons to eat, it was really lively.

The stall was almost finished, and the news that Yun Zhizhi was selling snacks in front of Chen Jitangbanban's shop had spread completely.

Any ordinary person who has some spare money comes here to queue up.

Just to try this rare snack that will leave you with an unforgettable taste.

At this moment, if Yun Zhizhi had a mobile phone or a camera in her hand, she would definitely take a picture without hesitation of the interesting scene of the large crowd of people standing next to the coffin and queuing up to buy snacks as a souvenir.

Compared with yesterday, there are a lot more people coming today.

The line almost stretched from the end of the street to the beginning.

An elderly man in the group glanced around and exclaimed in amazement, "I never imagined I'd see Yunhe Street, a funeral street, so bustling and bustling in my lifetime. It's truly unbelievable!"

Another young man echoed, "Only Yun Zhizhi has the ability to make such a big fuss. I've seen brothels crowded with women and dolls buying dolls before, but seeing this scene now, I'm no longer surprised."

This time, in addition to Yun Zhizhi, the stall owner, there was another person who made a lot of money.

This person is Chen Dazhi, the owner of Chenji Tangbanban Shop.

A large group of people gathered in front of Chen Ji Tangbanban's shop to buy snacks. In addition, there were not only young people and children in the crowd, but also many greedy old men who were attracted.

When these elderly men saw these exquisite coffins and saw Master Xuanzhen and Doctor Zhou casually crawling into the coffins to rest.

Some people began to have an idea: since they only have a few years to live anyway and have come here, they might as well buy a good coffin for themselves in advance!

As for how to define the quality and comfort of a coffin.

All thanks to Master Xuanzhen and Doctor Zhou.

They bought all the coffins in which they had lain.

The sales of coffins suddenly increased more than ten times, and Chen Dazhi would wake up laughing in his dreams these past two days.

Fortunately, he was generous enough not to stop the two old men from using the coffin as a bed to rest.

To express his gratitude, Chen Dazhi smiled like a Buddha, walked up to them and said, "Old monk, old man with white beard, when you close your stall later, please take the two coffins back with you!"

"It's free for you."

Doctor Zhou instantly became like an annoyed cat, with all his fur standing on end.

He glared at the man with wide eyes and glared fiercely, shouting, "Don't talk nonsense and curse people here! Look at my body, which is as strong as an ox. Look at my energetic and radiant appearance. I can live for at least another twenty years!"

"I have no use for this coffin."

Chen Dazhi panicked when he saw Dr. Zhou's attitude. He quickly waved his hands and explained, "Oh, please don't misunderstand me. How dare I curse you two!"

"The reason we were able to successfully sell more than a dozen coffins today was all thanks to your two bizarre actions over the past few days."

Chen Dazhi scratched his head and continued, "I originally thought I'd use materials nearby, as you two will need this coffin someday, but I didn't expect it wouldn't suit your tastes."

At this time, Master Xuanzhen, who had been standing silently by the side, finally couldn't help it.

He put his hands together, muttered "Amitabha", and then said unhappily:

"Humph! If it were you, and someone suddenly came up to you out of the blue and told you they wanted to give you a coffin, would you be happy? Would you accept it with joy?"

Yun Zhizhi, He Yang and others who were not far from them were originally listening to the noise over here. After hearing these words, they could no longer hold back and covered their mouths with their hands and laughed secretly.

Seeing this, Chen Dazhi showed an awkward smile on his face, chuckled twice and said, "Hey! What you said seems to make quite a bit of sense."

"Actually, I saw you two lying in the coffin, looking quite comfortable, so I..."