Zhao Yi gritted his teeth and said, “My lord, the way Yu Zhizhi is laughing so smugly… I seriously suspect she is doing this on purpose.”
After hearing their conversation and Yu Zhizhi’s clear, loud laughter, Zhao Yunjin already understood everything.
Zhao Yi’s suspicion was not wrong—he was certain Yu Zhizhi was doing it deliberately, and it was aimed at him.
She was clearly the type who repays every grievance!
She had specifically chosen to set up a stall right outside his mansion and used that foul smell to assault him. What was more, she even picked the exact time when he returned from morning court—was she afraid he wouldn’t smell it?
It seemed she was still childish at heart, just causing trouble.
He had originally thought she genuinely wanted to run a business. Now that he thought about it, for some reason, he felt a faint trace of disappointment.
Zhao Yunjin gently shook his head.
“It’s fine. Let her set up the stall here.”
She would probably leave soon anyway. After all, her goal of “fumigating” him had already been achieved, and the smell alone made it hard to swallow—who would even buy it?
As if anyone would.
With that, he ordered the carriage to enter the mansion.
Yu Zhizhi stood there, watching the carriage slowly drive inside, slightly stunned.
So… he was allowing her to set up a stall here?
Her mood instantly lightened, and she began to take her business seriously.
She needed a way to let more people know how delicious stinky tofu was to attract customers.
After frying the stinky tofu, Yu Zhizhi quickly poured over a spoonful of sauce, added a bit of garlic chili paste, and topped it with coriander—her favorite.
“Are you really not going to try some?”
As she spoke, she quickly used a bamboo skewer to pick up a piece coated in thick sauce and chili, then took a big bite.
“Mmm~ still that same taste.”
Very authentic.
Yu Yang stared at her without blinking. She ate bite after bite, eyes closed, a blissful expression on her face.
From the way she enjoyed it, it didn’t look like she was pretending at all.
Could it be that stinky tofu really was like what his boss said—smelly but delicious?
As a seasoned foodie, Yu Yang finally couldn’t resist. He picked up a skewer, carefully took a small bite, and prepared himself to spit it out immediately if it tasted bad.
But the moment it entered his mouth, his eyes lit up.
How could it be so fragrant!
He widened his mouth in surprise, then immediately stuffed the rest in without hesitation.
Yu Zhizhi looked at him and asked proudly, “Good?”
Yu Yang nodded repeatedly, mouth full, “Too good.”
“I didn’t lie to you, did I?”
Yu Yang looked at her in admiration. “No… Boss, you’re amazing.”
“This stinky tofu is unforgettable. The rich sauce and spicy aroma blend perfectly with the tofu’s fragrance—crispy outside, tender inside, absolutely perfect.”
Compared to this, the bland tofu he usually ate was nothing.
So tofu could be eaten like this too.
He had been blind before!
Seeing the two eating so happily, Xiao Tao couldn’t resist either and joined in.
Meanwhile, not far away, the guards at the mansion gate could only watch, full of curiosity.
What should they do?
They really wanted to try some.
But they only thought about it.
They didn’t have the courage to act freely and could only stand obediently at the gate, enduring the smell.
It was truly tormenting.
They just hoped Yu Zhizhi would behave and leave quickly.
“Boss, how are we pricing this stinky tofu?” Yu Yang asked eagerly.
Yu Zhizhi thought for a moment. “Twenty wen per serving. Ten pieces total, about two wen each.”
Xiao Tao hesitated. “Isn’t that a bit expensive? This portion is equivalent to a large piece of ordinary tofu outside that costs five wen.”
Yu Yang disagreed. “I think it’s too cheap. Honestly, in the entire Chu Yun Kingdom, only our stall sells stinky tofu. Whoever gets to buy it is lucky.”
“I’m going to bring people here to support us.”
Just as he was about to leave, Yu Zhizhi stopped him.
“Who are you going to call? Zhang Lei and those people?”
“If you bring those useless playboys here, don’t call me your boss.”
Yu Yang immediately patted his chest. “Don’t worry, I’m not calling them.”
Yu Zhizhi teased, “Sounds like you’re not one of them.”
“I’m already turning over a new leaf.”
With that, Yu Yang ran off.
Yu Zhizhi shouted after him, “It’s almost lunchtime—eat outside before coming back! We don’t provide meals!”
Honestly, this guy was like a husky—unreliable.
“I know!” Yu Yang called back.
After a while, Yu Zhizhi handed two freshly fried pieces of stinky tofu to Xiao Tao.
“Take these to the main street and let passersby try them for free.”
“One bite each. If they want more, tell them where the stall is. Also tell them supplies are limited—first come, first served.”
Xiao Tao nodded. “Understood.”
She left.
Soon, only Yu Zhizhi was left at the stall. No customers came, and she began to feel sleepy out of boredom.
At that moment, Zhu Yuanting rode past the Sixth Prince’s mansion on horseback.
He casually glanced toward the osmanthus tree.
Huh? Was he seeing things?
That woman looked familiar.
He took a closer look.
Indeed, it was her.
The woman dozing beside the wooden cart—it was Yu Zhizhi.
Curiosity sparked instantly in Zhu Yuanting. He jumped off his horse and walked toward the guards at the mansion gate.
After asking them, he quickly learned the situation.
Interesting.
Last time she had punched him, and he had been thinking of revenge ever since.
He hadn’t expected heaven to give him an opportunity so soon.