Having made up her mind to sell all kinds of delicious snacks at her next stall, Yun Zhizhi rushed to the study like a gust of wind as soon as she stepped into the gate of the Yun residence.
After entering the study, she quickly spread out the paper, picked up the brush, and began to write furiously.
At this moment, Yun Zhizhi's mind was surging with thoughts like a tide.
She not only needs to carefully consider what kinds of snacks to sell, but also needs to prepare all kinds of ingredients in advance.
The cookies were something He Yang specifically requested must be sold.
Besides that, Yun Zhizhi frowned slightly and fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
After careful consideration, she finally finalized the list of other snacks that would be sold.
There are sweet and crispy egg rolls, soft and chewy sachima, thin and crispy potato chips, fragrant and crispy squid strips, crispy and delicious fish skin peanuts, mouthwatering spicy and sour duck feet and spicy and sour chicken feet, salty and savory salt-baked dried chicken and duck wings, chewy hand-shredded beef jerky, fragrant pork jerky and sweet and juicy candied fruit, etc.
However, as the actual situation changes, there may be additions, subtractions, or adjustments.
After working diligently in the study for half an hour, Yun Zhizhi clutched the sheet of paper covered with dense writing in her hand and walked briskly out of the room.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, Yun Zhizhi saw Zhao Wu eating melon seeds in the courtyard. She quickly waved him over and handed him the paper in her hand.
At the same time, he earnestly instructed, "Zhao Wu, you and Brother Ping An, prepare all the ingredients listed on this paper for me."
Zhao Wu took the paper, glanced at its contents, and nodded without hesitation, replying, "Yes, Master, I guarantee to complete this task!"
After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly ran towards where He Ping'an was.
No sooner had Zhao Wu left than Uncle He came running up in a hurry, stopping directly in front of Yun Zhizhi. He said breathlessly, "Miss, Young Master Qi has suddenly come to visit our mansion. Right now, Master and Madam are entertaining him in the front hall."
"Moreover, Young Master Qi didn't just come in person this time; he also brought a whole bunch of thank-you gifts."
Upon hearing the words "thank you gift," Yun Zhizhi paused slightly, a look of confusion on her face, and subconsciously repeated, "A thank you gift?"
Uncle He quickly nodded and then explained in detail: "Yes, Miss! Do you remember the bottle of pills you gave to Young Master Qi before?"
"I heard that after Madam Qi took it, her dementia was miraculously cured! The entire Qi family was overjoyed, and that's why they specially brought this to express their gratitude to you..."
After Uncle He reminded her, Yun Zhizhi suddenly realized what was going on.
She lowered her head and silently counted the days on her fingers.
It turns out that seven days have passed since she gave the pills to Qi Yize.
It seems that what Little Winter Melon said was true; the pill was indeed incredibly effective and could cure any ailment.
At this moment, Yun Haodong and his wife were having a pleasant conversation with Qi Yize in the front hall.
Not far from them, Master Xuanzhen stared wide-eyed at the huge pile of gifts in front of him.
Before long, unable to contain his curiosity, he began to touch and explore the place, muttering to himself, "Tsk tsk tsk, the Qi family is quite sincere. They not only sent so much gold, silver, jewelry, silk, and rare items, but also a lot of good ingredients."
He had just seen the servants take all the fresh ingredients, such as beef, mutton, and pork, into the storeroom.
Doctor Zhou sat quietly to the side, his face solemn, not uttering a word, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
Time passed second by second, and finally, a light footstep sound came.
Upon seeing Yun Zhizhi, Doctor Zhou jumped to his feet as if struck by lightning, rushing to her side in a few strides. His face filled with urgency, he asked impatiently:
"Zhizhi, tell me quickly, where did you get this miraculous pill?"
His piercing gaze was fixed on Yun Zhizhi, as if he wanted to see the answer directly through her eyes.
At this moment, Doctor Zhou was filled with curiosity and doubt. He could hardly imagine what kind of expert could refine these pills that could cure dementia.
It should be noted that even he himself, who had studied medicine for many years, was helpless against this disease.
But now these tiny pills have easily solved the problem, which has greatly piqued his interest in the person who made them, and he is eager to know who this mysterious figure is.
When faced with Doctor Zhou's question, Yun Zhizhi's eyes flickered slightly.
She swallowed unconsciously, but quickly regained her composure and replied calmly, "This pill... I obtained it by chance from a martial arts practitioner."
However, Dr. Zhou was clearly not satisfied with such a simple answer.
He frowned slightly, then pressed on, "What's that martial arts master's name? Where is he now? Could you take me to see him?"
Seeing the determined look on Doctor Zhou's face, Yun Zhizhi secretly groaned inwardly.
Left with no other choice, she had to bite the bullet and lie: "His name is Ghost Foot Eight. As for where he is now, I really don't know. Maybe he's traveling around. People like him in the martial arts world are always unpredictable."
After saying that, Yun Zhizhi lowered her head guiltily, not daring to look directly into Doctor Zhou's eyes.
(Ghost Foot Seven: Thank you so much! I have absolutely no connection whatsoever with that Ghost Foot Eight who suddenly appeared.)
At this moment, Master Xuanzhen interjected, "I have heard of Ghost Foot Seven. I just don't know if Ghost Foot Eight and Ghost Foot Seven are from the same school, or if they are related?"
Upon hearing this, the renowned physician Zhou immediately strode up to Master Xuanzhen and asked urgently, "Old monk, since you know about Ghost Foot Seven, do you know where he is now?"
"As far as I know, Ghost Foot Seven usually stays in the Misty Rain Pavilion most of the time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Doctor Zhou's figure flashed, as if the wind was blowing beneath his feet, and he disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Its speed was astonishing.
At this very moment, Ghost Foot Seven, who was peacefully dozing off in the Misty Rain Pavilion, had no idea that in the days to come, he would be relentlessly entangled by the anxious Doctor Zhou, finding it difficult to escape.
If he had known beforehand that Yun Zhizhi was the one who started all this, he would have cursed her in his heart several times.
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