The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

With enough help, the group began to follow the crowd around them and set out on the road up the mountain.

Zhao Yunjin's eyes inadvertently swept over Yu Zhizhi beside him. His cold voice rang out with a hint of doubt: "Are you not selling stinky tofu this time?"

Obviously, he didn't smell the familiar stench of stinky tofu and didn't see her carrying items like the stove, so he guessed it.

"Well, I plan to sell something different."

Then, Yu Zhizhi half-jokingly said, "I'm tired of hearing the title 'Stinky Tofu Xishi'."

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Yu Zhizhi felt her legs gradually becoming sore and weak. She keenly noticed that she and He Yang seemed to be the only ones who seemed to be the weakest in the room.

The two of them had no choice but to cheer each other up.

He Yang said to Yu Zhizhi with a wry smile, "Boss, you chose the place to set up your stall. Even if you have to cry, you have to climb to the top of the mountain!"

Yu Zhizhi secretly complained in her heart, but she couldn't explain to He Yang.

This was clearly not the location she chose for her stall, but was designated by that damn rotten system.

"Lazy Yangyang, this is a great opportunity to lose weight. If you can't climb to the top of the mountain, all the money you earn from setting up the stall will belong to me!"

He Yang muttered to himself: These are not encouraging words at all, they are clearly harsh words.

At this moment, a clear and gentle voice suddenly came from the front: "Miss Yu, are you also here to pray at Putuo Mountain?"

Yu Zhizhi raised her eyes and looked from afar, a look of surprise on her face, "Master Xu, why are you here so early?"

They had just gone up the mountain, but they didn't expect that he had already come down the mountain.

Xu Junshen did not ignore the important figure beside Yu Zhizhi. He quickly saluted and greeted Zhao Yunjin before responding:

"I came here last night and stayed in the temple on the top of the mountain for one night. I just finished praying, so I hurried down the mountain."

Watching the interaction between the two of them, He Yang couldn't help but move to Yu Zhizhi's side and asked curiously, "Do you two know each other?"

Yu Zhizhi was about to explain, but Xu Junshen beat her to the punch: "Yes, Miss Yu and I are more than just acquaintances. We are friends."

Zhao Yunjin glared at Yu Zhizhi and said coldly, "Didn't you tell me before that you only have two friends, me and Master He?"

Not to be outdone, He Yang tugged at Yu Zhizhi's sleeve, pouted, and asked aggrievedly, "Didn't you say I'm your only friend?"

He felt that he was about to fall from grace.

He was already surprised to learn that the boss had made friends with someone like the Sixth Prince, but he didn't expect that a new friend would suddenly appear.

How many friends did the boss secretly make without telling him?

At this moment, Yu Zhizhi was like the filling in a sandwich, tightly sandwiched between Zhao Yunjin and He Yang.

She was completely confused.

She originally just wanted to say that they had only met once and were just partners at most, but she didn't expect that Mr. Xu would actually classify her as a friend.

Can anyone who has worked with him become his friend?

Since he said that, Yu Zhizhi couldn't slap him in the face, so she smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "Master Xu, you are too sincere!"

He actually went up the mountain overnight. He is definitely a master of time management. It seems that there is a reason why his business is so big.

Xu Junshen chuckled softly, "Not really! Time is limited, so I left the mountain a night earlier. Actually, this is thanks to you."

Yu Zhizhi was very surprised when she heard this and pointed her index finger at herself, "Me?"

"Ah."

"Hot pot has been on sale for a few days now and is very popular, so I plan to go to other prefectures to promote this delicacy myself. It just so happens that it coincides with the annual Blessing Festival, so I have to avoid the peak period and go up the mountain overnight. I have to hurry to Yuzhou Prefecture later."

Yu Zhizhi laughed, "Blame me!"

Seeing the two of them chatting there, Zhao Yunjin felt a little depressed for some reason and thought this scene was quite annoying.

Just ignore it and continue climbing.

Seeing the Sixth Prince and his six personal guards leaving, Yu Zhizhi had to hurriedly end her conversation with Xu Junshen.

When they reached halfway up the mountain, the large group stopped again to rest.

At this time, He Yang was too tired to speak and his face was covered in sweat.

The same went for Yu Zhizhi. While wiping her sweat, she glanced at Zhao Yunjin not far away and found that not only was there no sweat on his face, but his condition was exactly the same as before he climbed the mountain. He was still as handsome as ever.

Sure enough, people who know martial arts are different.

If she hadn't seen the six guards drink up the entire bamboo cup of water, she would have really thought they were made of iron and wouldn't get tired or afraid of the heat.

He Yang said weakly, "Boss, look at how pitiful I look, give me an ice cream!"

In fact, Yu Zhizhi also desperately needed an ice cream to cool down. "Okay. Everyone who listens gets a share!"

"yeah!"

He Yang ran towards the wooden box excitedly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation, "I want an apricot slushie."

After Yu Zhizhi instructed He Ping'an to open the wooden box, she smiled and said to everyone, "Please choose whatever flavor you want."

However, the six personal guards did not move because their master had not yet nodded.

Although they were very curious about what kind of magical thing this ice cream was, it actually turned the salted fish of the He family's young master into a living fish.

Yu Zhizhi walked up to Zhao Yunjin and whispered to him the names of the nine flavors of ice cream.

"These ice creams have the effect of cooling down the summer heat. Whatever flavor you want, I'll get it for you myself."

Zhao Yunjin didn't think too much and said, "Matcha flavor."

"okay!"

She quickly ran to the wooden box, picked out two matcha snow slushies, then returned to Zhao Yunjin and handed him one.

After receiving the ice cream, Zhao Yunjin finally nodded and allowed Zhao Yi and the other six guards to choose the flavor they wanted.

Zhao Wu moved the fastest. He rushed to the wooden box and picked out a mango popsicle without hesitation.

When he tore open the oil paper bag, he was deeply attracted by the tempting yellow ice cream in front of him.

The ice cream in my hand looks so good.

How to do!

I can't bear to bite it and ruin its shape.

He observed Master He beside him, and saw that Master He was holding an orange ice cream, licking it up and down with skillful movements, and it was obvious that this was not his first time tasting it.

He Yang noticed someone was looking at him. He glanced at Zhao Wu, his lips curled up in a confident smile, "Guard Zhao Wu, I know I'm handsome, but don't just focus on admiring my looks. If you don't eat it, the ice cream will melt."

Zhao Wu muttered softly after hearing this, "How shameless! He doesn't even know how to look in the mirror."