“Boss, if we’re not selling stinky tofu, then what are we selling?”
Yu Zhizhi took a bite of stinky tofu, then slowly drank a small sip of rice wine before replying unhurriedly, “I don’t know yet.”
She would have to wait for the next random stall location issued by the rotten system before deciding.
“Are we really not going to sell stinky tofu anymore?”
He hadn’t even gotten tired of it yet.
Yu Zhizhi nodded.
Zhao Yang suddenly understood. No wonder the boss had been so generous earlier, letting them eat as much as they wanted—it turned out it might be the last chance to taste such a unique snack.
“Don’t worry. I guarantee that whatever we sell in the future will not make you lose money.”
“For the next few days, we won’t be setting up a stall. As for the next time, place, and what we’ll sell, I’ll notify you when the time comes.”
If it were anyone else, suddenly stopping a booming stall business would definitely cause dissatisfaction. But who was Zhao Yang?
He had once been a notorious playboy.
And he was Yu Zhizhi’s little follower.
“Boss, this kind of ‘three days fishing, two days drying nets’ lazy lifestyle really suits my taste. Please keep it up.”
Perfect!
Tomorrow he could finally sleep in properly. These past three days of early mornings and standing around had been torture for a chubby guy like him.
Even though he was exhausted, he had endured.
When Zhao Yang returned home, he even took several portions of stinky tofu with him for his family.
He could already imagine those customers tomorrow arriving only to find nothing, and how they would curse the boss.
He thought, maybe the boss was doing this on purpose—because recently not enough people were scolding her, so she wanted to stir up more attention.
Just thinking about it felt exciting.
That night.
Lying in bed, Yu Zhizhi called out to the rotten system.
“Little Winter Melon, come out!”
“Host, are you looking for me?”
“Yes. I’m here to claim my reward. Tell me—what score did I get this time?”
She was quite satisfied with her performance.
Even if it wasn’t level five, it should at least be level four.
However, reality was harsh.
“Host, based on your performance over these three days, the system gives you 65 points.”
Yu Zhizhi shot up like a carp.
“What the hell?”
“Did the system score it wrong? Why is it so low?!”
She remembered the system had said before: 60–70 points equals level two.
And higher levels meant better rewards.
Little Winter Melon continued, “The system detected that your intention for selling stinky tofu was not pure—you had signs of pranking the Sixth Prince. Also, you did not treat customers equally. Even though Zhang Ping and the others were wrong, you should not have refused to do business with them out of revenge.”
“So overall, your score is not high—just barely passing. You are level two.”
Yu Zhizhi deflated completely.
So that’s why.
If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have deliberately chosen stinky tofu just to smoke out the Sixth Prince.
To get a higher score, she could even have warmly greeted Zhang Ping and the others.
Even feeding them stinky tofu personally and calling them “grandfather” wouldn’t have been impossible.
She could bend or stretch.
“So, what’s the level-two reward?”
The Little Winter Melon projected a green virtual screen in front of her.
“Choose it yourself.”
The moment Yu Zhizhi saw it, she exploded.
“A 500-yuan shopping voucher? That’s it?!”
In front of her was a shopping mall interface, filled with all kinds of strange and diverse items—more varied than even modern online shopping apps.
But what was the point of variety when she only had 500 credits? It wasn’t enough at all!
Little Winter Melon reminded her, “Your reward level is only Level 2. This is already pretty good. If you knew what Level 1 rewards were, your face would look much worse.”
“Oh.”
“Host, aren’t you curious about Level 1 rewards?”
“Not at all. I don’t want to know.”
Better if she had nothing to do with Level 1.
She hoped all her future rewards would be Level 5. Her dream reward was a portal door.
To her surprise, most items in the shop were modern goods. Several caught her attention.
“What’s the validity period of this voucher?”
“One year.”
That made her feel slightly better.
She could spend it slowly over time.
This time, she bought daily necessities like sanitary pads, toothbrushes, shampoo, and body wash.
Especially sanitary pads—they were a lifesaver. The ancient “monthly cloth” filled with ash was extremely unhygienic.
She spent nearly 200 credits instantly and felt heartache.
Finally, she spent another 50 on instant coffee.
Back in modern times, she drank coffee every day. Now she hadn’t had any for half a month—she was going through withdrawal.
She saved the remaining 250 credits.
After confirming, the items appeared in her room as if by magic.
She excitedly touched everything, completely unable to let go, then carefully hid them away.
After that, she brewed herself a latte and sat by the window enjoying it.
Drinking coffee in ancient times—this was her first time doing something so absurd.
But she had already prepared herself for insomnia tonight.
Time passed.
The sun rose.
By the time it was late morning, Yu Zhizhi and Zhao Yang were still asleep.
They were completely unaware that many people had already gathered in front of the Sixth Prince’s residence, waiting anxiously for their stall.
And they had already been calling for Yu Zhizhi for nearly half an hour.