While enjoying breakfast, Master Xuanzhen looked at Yun Zhizhi, whose face was deathly pale, and He Yang, whose head was swollen like a pig's, and couldn't help but tease her:
"You two should hurry up and set up your stall! Lying around like a salted fish isn't for you. Look at you two, you've been away from your stall for the past two days, one of you got beaten up and the other has an upset stomach."
While eating his ice cream, Doctor Zhou nodded in agreement: "The old monk is right, Zhizhi, I haven't had enough of spicy hot pot yet. Are you really not selling it anymore?"
"Okay, I'll teach Aunt He how to make it later. You can ask Aunt He to make it whenever you want to eat it in the future."
At this moment, Yun Zhizhi admired nothing but Doctor Zhou.
She glanced at the white porridge in her hand, then at the ice cream in Doctor Zhou's hand.
Oh my god!
That strange old man is really awesome.
Who eats ice cream for breakfast first thing in the morning? Doesn't he worry about getting an upset stomach like she did?
Doctor Zhou took a bite of the grape slush ice cream and asked curiously, "Have you decided what you want to sell next time you set up your stall?"
No wonder this old monk has been staying at the Yun residence for so long. These days, ice cream that can't be bought even with silver can be eaten to one's heart's content here, and the Yun family isn't angry at all.
Moreover, I heard that Yun Zhizhi would occasionally make some stinky tofu to satisfy everyone's cravings.
For this gourmand, this place was simply paradise!
To achieve true freedom in enjoying ice cream, spicy hot pot, and stinky tofu, it seems he'll need to find a way to live in the Yun Mansion long-term.
He had originally planned to leave the capital after treating the Crown Princess, but now he has changed his mind.
Seeing that Doctor Zhou and the others were all staring at her expectantly, Yun Zhizhi took a sip of porridge and replied unhurriedly, "I haven't decided yet."
Actually, she already had a plan in mind and decided what to sell next.
Although Little Winter Melon hasn't told her where the next stall will be.
As for why she made up her mind so quickly, the reason is simple: she needs money. Recently, she not only bought a large house, but also plans to open a vermicelli workshop, which will cost a considerable amount of money.
So she wanted to recover some health as quickly as possible.
Next time she sets up a stall, she must sell some items with very high profit margins so that her wallet can quickly bulge.
Thinking of this, Yun Zhizhi couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, Uncle He walked into the dining hall and told Yun Zhizhi in detail what had happened at the gate yesterday.
After listening, Yun Zhizhi agreed without hesitation, "Uncle He, you can keep the money you earn from selling the information to that Young Master Meng. You don't need to give it to me or my parents."
It seems that the parents had excellent judgment; the He family is very loyal.
In fact, Mr. Ho could have easily sold the information to others quietly, but he didn't.
Uncle He smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Miss."
After having breakfast, Yun Zhizhi asked He Yang, "Has the location for the workshop been decided?"
"We've tentatively selected a location. There's an empty house near the dock in Haibei District that would be perfect for opening a vermicelli workshop. I'll take you to see it later. If you're satisfied, we can buy or rent the house."
Yun Zhizhi smiled and praised, "Well done!"
"But won't it be inconvenient for you to go out like this?" She frowned slightly, looking at him with concern.
He Yang smiled nonchalantly and replied confidently, "It's okay. I don't make a living based on my looks. I'm not afraid even if someone sees me."
After saying that, he suddenly became serious and said through gritted teeth, "Those three bastards, Zhang Lei, just you wait, I'm going to get my revenge."
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
Yun Zhizhi gently patted his shoulder and comforted him tenderly, "I'll find a way to avenge you."
Her gaze was firm and powerful, as if she already had a plan.
End of Shen Shi (3-5 PM).
At this moment, the study in the Sixth Prince's residence was unusually quiet, with only occasional soft rustling sounds.
Zhao Yunjin was engrossed in reading the books, immersing herself in the ocean of knowledge.
Suddenly, Zhao Liu hurried in and whispered, "Master, I just learned from the guards who were sent to secretly protect Miss Yun that she just went to the dock area and bought a house to open a vermicelli workshop."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunjin slowly closed her book, stood up from her seat, and walked steadily toward the desk in her study.
He sat in the chair, picked up a calligraphy brush with his right hand, dipped it in ink, and began to write a letter.
After finishing the letter, Zhao Yunjin handed the envelope to Zhao Liu, who was waiting nearby, and instructed him, "Go and arrange for a carrier pigeon to deliver the letter to Fan Hua immediately."
He decided to send Steward Fan, who was in charge of managing the Rongzhou Prefecture manor, back to the capital and recommend him to Yun Zhizhi so that Steward Fan could become the manager of the vermicelli workshop.
This will not only help her share some of the work and lighten her burden, but also prevent her from becoming too tired.
Just as the guard Zhao Liu was walking out of the study with the envelope, he ran into Qi Yize and Qin Zihao.
Upon seeing the letter in Zhao Liu's hand, Qin Zihao felt a pang of doubt and quickly asked, "Has something happened?"
“Vice Censor-in-Chief Qin, there’s no need to worry. This is just my master asking me to handle some personal matters; it has nothing to do with official business,” Zhao Liu explained.
"oh."
Qin Zihao was somewhat surprised.
This was the first time he had ever seen his friend personally send his bodyguard to handle a private matter. Normally, matters unrelated to official duties were handled by the head steward of the manor.
After the two entered the study, Qi Yize couldn't help but tease Zhao Yunjin, who was still reading:
"I heard that in the two days following the palace banquet, the two old fellows, the Prime Minister and the Grand Tutor, couldn't wait to send people to the Imperial Palace to invite you to a private banquet at their residence."
"They're obviously just trying to make you their son-in-law now that your appearance has recovered. They're judging people by their looks; they're really dreaming!"
Seeing Zhao Yunjin's expressionless face, Qi Yize did not give up, but continued to press on, "At the palace banquet the other day, which noble lady did you take a fancy to?"
He's been racking his brains for the past two days but can't figure out who could have such charm to attract his friend's attention.
After saying that, he muttered softly, "Yun Jin, you mustn't be blind. Don't fall for Lin Qianyu, the daughter of the Grand Tutor, or Yu Yuqing, the daughter of the Prime Minister!"
He certainly didn't want his friend to jump into a fire pit.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunjin finally raised her head, glanced at him directly, and said in her still cold voice, "My judgment is excellent. You will soon find out who my future queen is."
Qi Yize and Qin Zihao exchanged a glance, both of them looking puzzled.
You should know that their friend is known for staying away from women. They have never seen him have any contact with any woman other than Yun Zhizhi.
Could it be that he really fell in love at first sight with a noble lady at the palace banquet a couple of days ago?
If that's the case, then his efficiency is far superior to theirs.
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