In the middle of the 7 PM to 9 PM, the moon was already high in the sky, and the night was getting deeper.
It was finally time to close up shop.
Tonight wasn't a complete waste of time. Besides Zhang Lei and his two friends, the two good-for-nothing brothers, Da Sha and Er Sha, as well as the headmaster Fan Rongzhou, also secretly came to buy mala tang.
This time, I sold a total of six servings of spicy hot pot at my night stall. The profit wasn't great, but it was still better than nothing.
Looking at the remaining ingredients, Yun Zhizhi pondered how to deal with them.
She smiled at Zhao Yunjin and said, "Sixth Prince, would you do me the honor of coming to the Yun residence to enjoy a late-night snack together?"
Zhao Yunjin nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Okay!"
Then, Yun Zhizhi added, "Everyone who listens will benefit."
He Yang cheered happily: "Woohoo!"
He thought that with the handsome Sixth Prince by his side, the boss would forget his friends for the sake of beauty.
Zhao Yi and Zhao Er were secretly delighted when they heard this.
Although they didn't get paid like Zhao San and Zhao Wu, at least they could get a late-night snack for helping out at the night stall, which was much better than what Zhao Si and Zhao Liu got.
So, everyone packed up their stall and headed to the Yun residence with the remaining ingredients.
The next day.
Zhao Yunjin sent two more guards over to help with the work.
Compared to yesterday, Yun Zhizhi prepared more ingredients this time, and also brought more tables and chairs.
Her assessment was indeed correct.
Before noon, a long queue had already formed at the entrance of Lishan Academy. People in the queue were looking left and right, eagerly hoping that Yun Zhizhi would arrive soon.
The 12-year-old Eighth Princess Zhao Yunxin was leading the 8-year-old Tenth Prince Zhao Yunlan in the middle of the line.
Zhao Yunxin never expected that in just one day, this novel and unique spicy hot pot would become so popular in Beijing. She thought she had arrived early enough, but she had underestimated the people.
The tenth prince rarely went out of the palace to play. It wasn't that he didn't want to go out, but his mother wouldn't allow it.
If he hadn't accidentally discovered that his eighth sister was planning to sneak out of the palace to find food, he wouldn't be here.
He blinked his bright black eyes and asked anxiously, "Eighth Princess, how much longer do we have to wait?"
Zhao Yunxin lowered her head and glanced at the Tenth Prince: "It should be soon."
This little tagalong, although not born of the same mother, is very well treated by her mother, Consort Rong, which makes him especially attached to her.
If he hadn't discovered it, she wouldn't have wanted to take him out of the palace. After all, she had run away, and if she were discovered, kneeling down would be a minor matter, but being confined would be a much bigger problem.
Just then, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "She's here! Yun Zhizhi has finally come to set up her stall!"
Several horse-drawn carriages and oxcarts came to a steady stop under the big tree. Yun Zhizhi, like a cheerful little bird, quickly jumped off the carriages and began to direct everyone to move ingredients, stoves, tables and chairs in a very professional manner.
Zhao Yunxin followed the gaze and initially thought she was seeing things, so she quickly rubbed her eyes and glanced at Yun Zhizhi again. "Tenth Prince, look over there quickly. Aren't those guards the Sixth Prince's personal bodyguards?"
"Yes, it's Zhao San and the other three."
At this moment, Zhao Yunxin looked puzzled.
Why are the Sixth Prince's personal guards here?
Judging from their posture, they are obviously here to help Miss Yun with her work.
Even though Yun Zhizhi was the Sixth Prince's friend, she knew him too well. He wouldn't send these personal guards out to help unless it was someone or something important.
Could it be Yun Zhizhi and the Sixth Prince...?
Zhao Yunxin suddenly felt as if she had discovered a big secret.
"Tenth Prince, we need to be careful later. Make sure those guards don't spot us, understand?"
Zhao Yunlan nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice: "I understand."
The person he feared most was the Sixth Prince, and he didn't want to be discovered by those guards.
Fifteen minutes later.
Finally, it was Lin Hao's turn. He was near the front of the queue today. After selecting the ingredients he needed, he calmly walked to Yun Zhizhi's side and said, "Ms. Yun... I... I want..."
"No...no numbness...no...no spiciness...no..."
Before Lin Hao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the young master behind him, who sneered, "Lin the stutterer, are you done yet? Don't delay my meal of spicy hot pot."
Seeing how much effort he had to put into speaking, Yun Zhizhi knew that he had a stutter.
She smiled slightly and asked, "Not spicy or numbing, right?"
"Um."
Lin Hao was about to say: It's not hot.
Actually, he wanted a spicy hot pot that wasn't too numbing, spicy, or hot.
Yesterday, although he enjoyed the meal, he was also burned, numbed, and had his tongue burned by the scalding hot mala tang.
Seeing the people behind him urging him on, he gave up the idea.
If Yun Zhizhi knew that his tastes were so unique, she probably wouldn't be able to satisfy him!
After all, if the hot pot isn't hot enough, its flavor will definitely be greatly diminished.
The siblings Zhao Yunxin and Zhao Yunlan thoroughly enjoyed the process of selecting ingredients.
Zhao Yunlan, in particular, would pester He Ping'an to explain and introduce any unfamiliar ingredients he encountered.
At this moment, He Ping'an patiently explained: "This is bullfrog meat, the kind of frog that croaks in the fields and has four legs; don't be fooled by its somewhat scary appearance, its meat is actually very tender and firm."
"And these fern root noodles, don't be fooled by their dark color, they are extremely smooth and chewy."
Zhao Yunlan listened very attentively and quickly asked, "Can you tell me what these fern root noodles are made of?"
"It was made by our master using the root of a certain plant. You wouldn't believe it, would you!"
After He Ping'an finished speaking, he pointed to Yun Zhizhi not far away.
Zhao Yunlan nodded repeatedly, exclaiming, "Sister Yun is so amazing!"
On his way to Lishan Academy, he had already learned from his Eighth Sister that the cool and refreshing ice cream, the stinky tofu that smelled both good and bad, and the lipsticks and essential oils that drove the women of the capital crazy were all invented by Sister Yun.
Moreover, she even helped the Sixth Prince heal the scar on his face. Not only did the Eighth Prince admire her, but he also began to admire her.
Yun Zhizhi never expected that she would have gained another little fanboy without her knowledge.
Finally, it was Zhao Yunxin and Zhao Yunlan's turn to pay the bill.
Zhao Yunxin was worried that Zhao San and the others would see her eating spicy hot pot here, so she had to whine to He Yang:
"Big brother, my brother and I are afraid to sit at the same table with strangers. Could you please cook our food and take it directly to the carriage to eat? We can return the bowls and chopsticks to you later."
He Yang agreed without hesitation.
"My brother and I both want it to be slightly spicy and slightly numbing."
After Zhao Yunxin finished speaking, she immediately arranged for the guards behind her to stay and wait, while she pulled her tenth brother and ran towards the carriage.
Zhao San, who was clearing away the dishes, glanced unintentionally at the checkout counter.
He didn't realize it until he looked, and what he saw startled him; he thought he saw two familiar figures, and couldn't help but mutter:
"Am I seeing things? These two look so much like the Eighth Princess and the Tenth Prince!"
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