Chapter 142 Seasoning Freedom



Little Winter Melon quickly replied, "Do you want to redeem it now? The redemption period can be extended to..."

"I want to see what the reward is before I decide."

After saying that, Yun Zhizhi pretended to put on a fierce look and glared at it:

"Hurry up and stop nagging! Can't you see I'm in a bad mood? Or I'll beat you up like a lemon!"

Little Winter Melon was so frightened that it took a step back.

"Host, please don't be impulsive. The level three reward is a magic scratch card with six scratch zones. You can choose one to scratch, and you're guaranteed to win!"

Yun Zhizhi frowned and asked curiously, "What are these six rewards?"

"Durian freedom, 1000 yuan shopping voucher, and condiment freedom."

Yun Zhizhi's eyes lit up immediately.

The first three prizes sound pretty good, especially the durian freedom.

Little Winter Melon hesitated for a moment before revealing the remaining prizes: "A live old hen, a pack of Weilong spicy strips, and a photo of the Sixth Prince shirtless after his bath."

Yun Zhizhi was utterly speechless and couldn't help but complain, "Is the system serious? These last three prizes are so half-hearted and cheap!"

What use is an old hen to her?

Are you going to use it for laying eggs?

One bag of spicy strips wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap between her teeth.

Also, there's a photo of the sixth prince emerging from his bath.

What does she need this thing for?

Once she becomes the sixth imperial concubine, seeing his eight-pack abs after his bath will be a piece of cake. Why would she need to satisfy her craving with a picture of him after his bath?

Yun Zhizhi pondered for a moment and then said, "Let's exchange it now!"

It'll have to be replaced sooner or later anyway.

If she's lucky enough to win the prize she desires most—durian freedom—she'll be able to taste the long-awaited durian flesh sooner.

With a heart pounding like a deer, Yun Zhizhi slowly took the magical scratch card from Xiao Donggua's hand.

Immediately afterwards, she quickly took out the copper coins she carried with her and couldn't wait to start scratching the prize.

Just then, Little Winter Melon, as if discovering a new continent, filled with curiosity, tiptoed, stretched his neck, and tried to get closer.

His big eyes were fixed on the scratch card in Yun Zhizhi's hand, his expression focused and expectant.

When Yun Zhizhi had only scraped open a small corner, the impatient Little Winter Melon couldn't contain himself and couldn't help but shout:

"Host, you don't need to keep scraping. I saw it, there's a 'tune' character on it!"

However, Yun Zhizhi ignored Xiao Donggua's words and stubbornly continued scraping the remaining part.

As the last bit of coating was completely scraped off, the five striking characters "Freedom of Seasonings" were revealed.

Yun Zhizhi's previously high spirits instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, completely dying out.

Although the result wasn't too bad, it still fell short of the grand prize she had hoped for: durian freedom.

But thinking about it carefully, she was actually quite lucky this time.

After all, they didn't win any prizes like a hen or spicy strips that would make them both laugh and cry.

Moreover, the ability to freely choose seasonings in ancient times was extremely helpful for her in cooking various dishes later on.

Little Winter Melon had already shown her; the various seasonings that would soon be hers were dazzling and all-encompassing.

Not only is there a wide variety, but the quality is also excellent. Whether it's traditional Chinese seasonings or trendy Western spices, you can find them all.

Thinking of this, a relieved smile appeared on Yun Zhizhi's face.

"I've decided to redeem that extra reward from you later. Winter melon spirit, you can go back and keep your chili spirit company now."

Yun Zhizhi waved her hand, preparing to send it away.

Little Winter Melon watched as the woman dismissed him with a look of disdain, but he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he grinned and readily replied:

"Alright! I'm leaving now. I wish you sweet dreams tonight, and please don't miss me too much."

Before the words were finished, a flash of green light appeared, and Little Winter Melon vanished without a trace.

The next day.

It was the end of the Chen hour (7-9 AM).

Yun Zhizhi, who was still immersed in a sweet dream and planning to sleep in comfortably, was not woken up by anyone.

Instead, she was woken up by Little Winter Melon.

Yun Zhizhi struggled to open her eyelids, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Her hazy eyes gradually focused, and what came into view was a green, round, winter melon-shaped head.

Little Winter Melon was grinning at her with a fawning expression, and that smile instantly dispelled most of Yun Zhizhi's sleepiness.

She rubbed her eyes, somewhat annoyed, and asked, "I didn't summon you, so why did you suddenly appear?"

Little Winter Melon knew that this host had a bad temper and was easily angered.

Especially when she has just woken up, if you anger her, the consequences could be disastrous.

So it quickly stretched out its chubby little hands, massaging Yun Zhizhi while carefully explaining, "Oh dear, host, I didn't really want to come out so early and disturb your sweet dreams."

"The system suddenly assigned me a task to set up a stall. I was worried that you wouldn't have time to prepare properly, so as soon as I received the notification, I rushed over to find you."

"So, wasn't I very responsible?"

As she spoke, she winked at Yun Zhizhi, looking like she wanted praise.

"You did a really good job this time!"

Yun Zhizhi praised.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!

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