“Do I have a death wish?” Yu Zhizhi exclaimed in shock.
And besides, she wasn’t exactly friendly toward him right now. He had agreed, yet stood her up.
Was it fun for him to toy with her?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
“Tell me—did you wake me up to issue a mission?”
Little Winter Melon immediately got excited. “Host, you’re so smart! That’s right, I’m here to assign you a mission.”
“This time, your stall location will be right at the entrance of the Sixth Prince’s residence, and the duration is three days.”
She thought she misheard.
What kind of nonsense was this?
Setting up a stall at the entrance of the Sixth Prince’s residence—there would barely be any people there. Who was she supposed to sell to?
The Sixth Prince himself?
Yu Zhizhi could already imagine people calling her an idiot.
This useless system—calling it useless was absolutely justified!
Looking drained, Yu Zhizhi asked weakly, “Are you sure I can set up a stall in front of someone’s residence? Won’t the authorities arrest me?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve already checked. In Chu Yun, commoners are allowed to freely set up stalls. There’s no rule forbidding it in front of someone’s residence, so you won’t get arrested.”
Even so, Yu Zhizhi still felt something was off.
But without proof, she could only sigh helplessly.
Fine.
If the system wanted to mess with her, then she would mess with the Sixth Prince in return.
Let him have a taste of it.
A sly smile crept onto her lips.
She already knew what she would sell.
Seeing her mischievous grin, Little Winter Melon suddenly felt uneasy. “Host… have you already decided what to sell?”
Yu Zhizhi nodded proudly. “Of course.”
“Then tell me!”
Her smile turned wicked. “Hehe… I’m going to sell stinky tofu.”
Little Winter Melon froze in shock.
“You’re really going to sell that? You don’t want to consider something else?”
Yu Zhizhi shook her head firmly. “Absolutely certain.”
“If he dares to stand me up, I’ll make him suffer. I’ll sell stinky tofu right at his gate and let him smell it for three whole days. Let’s see if he dares to mess with me again!”
If he was unjust, she would be ruthless.
Prince or not.
Little Winter Melon burst out laughing. “Hahaha, Host, you’re really vicious! But be careful not to anger him too much.”
Yu Zhizhi snorted. “What’s there to be afraid of? I’m just selling tofu. It’s not illegal. Besides, he broke his promise first—I’m just returning the favor.”
“Host, press confirm. Once you do, you can’t change it.”
A green virtual panel appeared before her eyes.
Yu Zhizhi pressed confirm without hesitation.
“Based on the preparation time for stinky tofu, the system grants you seven days to prepare.”
“Fine. Is every stall duration the same?”
“No. This time it’s three days. Next time could be four. The shortest is one day, the longest is seven.”
“Got it.”
With that, Little Winter Melon disappeared.
Truly a useless system.
It only gave the location and nothing else—no tools, no help. She had to figure everything out herself.
If not for obtaining the Anywhere Door to return to the modern world and see her loved ones, she wouldn’t bother with this system at all.
Sighing, Yu Zhizhi learned it was already near dinner time.
She hadn’t eaten lunch while waiting for the Sixth Prince and was now starving enough to eat a whole cow.
The stall could wait—eating came first.
But eating hotpot alone was boring. She decided to find someone to join her.
So she found a waiter at Fuju Restaurant, gave him three coins as a tip, and asked him to deliver a message to He Yang.
She was too hungry to move herself.
Besides, she needed to light the charcoal so they could eat as soon as he arrived.
Meanwhile, at the Sixth Prince’s residence—
After finishing official matters, Zhao Yunjin received another report.
“Master, Yu Zhizhi has woken up, but she hasn’t left the restaurant.”
Zhao Yunjin set down the file, put on his mask, and stood up to leave.
Qi Yize quickly asked, “Where are you going?”
Without turning back, Zhao Yunjin replied coolly, “Suddenly craving drunken chicken.”
“Then I’m coming too!”
Since drunken chicken could only be found at Fuju Restaurant, it was obvious he was heading there.
Clearly, his interest wasn’t in the food.
How could Qi Yize miss such entertainment?
Back at the restaurant—
The hotpot broth began to boil, bubbling vigorously.
Yu Zhizhi tossed some meatballs into the pot.
At that moment, He Yang entered, humming a tune. When he saw the table full of ingredients, his face lit up with excitement.
“Wow! Boss, is all this for me?”
He rushed over, inspecting the copper pot, touching it here and there.
“You really are the best boss! No wonder you haven’t come to see me these past few days—you knew my birthday was coming and invited me here to celebrate early!”
His voice trembled with emotion, his eyes slightly red.
He was deeply touched.
“Hehe…”
What a beautiful misunderstanding.
Yu Zhizhi didn’t know how to respond.
So his birthday was near.
Seeing how happy he was, she couldn’t bear to ruin it.
Let him enjoy it.
“That’s right! Sit down, let’s eat and talk.”
She warmly invited him to sit, then picked up her chopsticks and dipped a slice of tender beef into the boiling pot.
Steam rose, and the rich aroma filled the air.
He Yang sat across from her, staring at the red and white broths with curiosity.
“What dish is this? I’ve never seen it before—but it smells amazing!”
He sniffed eagerly, trying to catch more of the scent.