The unlucky fake daughter was screwed by the rotten system

The next morning.

The sunlight shines through the clouds, illuminating the entire Yun Mansion.

Yun Zhizhi woke up from her sleep. She stretched slowly, rubbed her eyes, and rolled around in bed for a while before she was reluctant to get up.

After she finished washing up, the first thing she did was to go to the back garden to feed the talking mynah bird.

"strangeness."

Yun Zhizhi looked at the mynah bird in front of her and frowned slightly.

Yesterday, Lazy Yangyang clearly told her that this mynah bird particularly likes to eat vegetables, but today it seems that it has no appetite.

Could it be that because it just arrived at Yun Mansion, this mynah bird has not yet fully adapted to the new environment?

After breakfast, Yun Zhizhi called He Pingan and said, "Brother Pingan, please go to the market and buy me 20 kilograms of tender beans."

After He Ping'an left, Xiao Tao, who was standing nearby, came up to him curiously and asked, "Miss, why did you ask Brother Ping'an to buy so many beans at once?"

Yun Zhizhi's lips curled up slightly: "I plan to make sour beans. Haven't you eaten them before?"

Xiao Tao shook her head. "No. Usually we just fry or stew the beans, or dry them into dried beans."

Yun Zhizhi patiently explained, "Actually, pickled beans can be used not only with porridge, but can also be stir-fried with chicken giblets, making it a delicious accompaniment to rice. Furthermore, they can be used as a side dish, so they have many uses."

The spicy hot pot sold at the stall this time requires sour beans as an indispensable ingredient.

In addition to sour beans, you also need to prepare some sesame paste, chili oil, minced garlic, and crushed peanuts in advance...

There are quite a few ingredients required.

In the middle of the Chenshi hour, Yun Zhizhi took Xiaotao and Aunt He to the open space outside the kitchen to cut the two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes they brought back into slices.

When He Yang happily came to find Yun Zhizhi, he was startled by the large plates of sweet potato chips in front of him. "Boss, what are you doing?"

Yun Zhizhi took the time to glance at him and said, "You've come just in time. Take these plates of sweet potato chips over there and grind them into a fine paste using a stone mill."

He Yang walked up to her, scratched his head, and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Boss, what are you planning to do?"

"Also, did you steal last night?"

Yun Zhizhi blinked, paused in her sweet potato chopping, looked up, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

He Yang pointed at her eyes and said, "You have dark circles under your eyes."

Yun Zhizhi sighed, "Ah! I guess it's because I just moved in here and it's not quite adapted to me yet, so I didn't sleep well."

In addition to this, another very important point is that she kept thinking about setting up a stall last night and couldn't sleep because of thinking about it.

"I plan to make some sweet potato vermicelli. I'm going to use this ingredient when I set up a stall next time."

After hearing this, He Yang's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't speak clearly and stammered, "Boss... Boss, are you saying that these sweet potatoes can be made into vermicelli?"

This simply refreshed his understanding.

In his opinion, sweet potatoes can be eaten by either steaming or baking them.

Yun Zhizhi's mouth corners slightly raised, "Yes."

Then he asked, "Boss, have you figured out what you're going to sell next time you set up your stall?"

It was probably related to food, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Well, next time we set up a stall we're going to sell spicy hot pot."

He Yang frowned slightly.

Come on.

It was something he had never heard of or eaten before.

However, the boss’s products must be of high quality, so it seems he is in for a treat again.

He Yang looked at her with a grin, his eyes narrowed into slits, "Boss, could you tell me in advance where we're going to set up our stall? That way I can be mentally prepared."

Yun Zhizhi couldn't help laughing out loud. It seemed that it wasn't just her stall that had cast a shadow. Lazy Yangyang was also scared enough by the stall she had set up several times.

"Okay, this time we'll go to Lishan Academy to set up a stall."

When He Yang heard this, the smile on his face instantly disappeared. He said with a sad face, "Can we set up the stall somewhere else? Boss, have you forgotten? I used to go to Lishan Academy, and there were people there that I really hated."

Yun Zhizhi slapped her forehead. How could she have forgotten about this?

When He Yang was studying at Lishan Academy, he was bullied by several students because of his weak character and obesity.

Yun Zhizhi quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, the students of Lishan Academy will still be studying inside during the four days we set up the stall. They can't come out."

He Yang frowned and asked in surprise, "Then the question is, Boss, why are you so desperate? You know that the students of the academy can't get out, but you still want to set up a stall there."

"Besides, there's only the Lishan Academy in that place, and it's pretty empty. It's not much different from where I set up my stall last time."

Yun Zhizhi smiled awkwardly: "Haha! Just think of me as someone with a problem in my head who likes challenging difficult tasks!"

She is a normal person.

If the crappy system hadn't chosen such a crappy place, she wouldn't have set up a stall there.

"Lazy Sheep, how do the meals in the cafeteria at Lishan Academy taste?"

"Use two words to describe it."

"Which two words?"

"It tastes bad!"

Yun Zhizhi curled up the corners of her mouth into a smile, and gently scratched her chin with her index finger. A hint of cunning appeared in her eyes, and she whispered softly, "Lazy Yangyang, do you want to make those students who bullied you cry?"

He Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this. He nodded hurriedly and said excitedly, "Yes! Zhang Lei and the others are also studying at Lishan Academy. I'm going to make them cry with envy!"

"But...but they can't come out and can't see our stall. How can we make them cry with envy?"

Yun Zhizhi smiled slyly: "The spicy hot pot we sold this time has a fragrance that can be smelled ten miles away. Even though they can't see it, they can smell it."

A picture immediately emerged in He Yang's mind: Zhang Lei and others smelled the aroma of spicy hot pot, but couldn't eat it, and were drooling with greed.

He began to look forward to that day.

Yun Zhizhi and the others worked together and spent a full two hours grinding all the sweet potatoes into a fine paste.

Next, they spent another half an hour filtering out the sweet potato residue with gauze, leaving only pure sweet potato starch.

The sweet potato starch paste only needs to be left aside to settle overnight. It can be dried into sweet potato starch tomorrow morning.

He Ping'an had already bought the beans.

Yun Zhizhi instructed Xiao Tao, "Now clean the beans in the basket and put them outside in the yard to dry."

"Okay, miss." Xiao Tao responded, picked up the basket, walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

At this time, Aunt He came over with a large plate of milky white liquid. She smiled and said to Yun Zhizhi, "Miss, I'll save this rice water for you."

"Okay. Pour the rice water into a clean, oil-free large pot, then add salt and peppercorns. Bring it to a boil, then let it cool."

Yun Zhizhi plans to use rice washing water to pickle sour beans.

The effect of pickling in this way will be better than using water directly.