Could it be that the Sixth Prince tasted stinky tofu yesterday and was attracted by its unique flavor, and has come to like this delicacy?
Yu Zhizhi asked with a smile, "Did you buy this for your master?"
Zhao Wu originally wanted to answer "no," but Yu Zhizhi's next sentence made him immediately change his mind.
"No need to pay, consider it my treat. After all, I set up my stall here, right under this apricot tree in front of his mansion, so consider it a stall fee!"
"Thanks!"
Since she's said that, it would be a huge disrespect to the "Stinky Tofu Beauty" that everyone calls her, to refuse her free offer.
Zhao Wu expressed his respect for her at that moment.
Getting a free serving of stinky tofu is absolutely amazing!
Not long after he left with the stinky tofu, it was Zhao Yi's turn to line up.
However, unlike last time, this time Zhao Yi came to buy stinky tofu on behalf of his master.
"Give me a serving of stinky tofu."
Coincidentally, Yu Zhizhi knew both Zhao Yi and Zhao Wu.
"Your master has quite an appetite. I'll add a few more pieces for him later so he can eat his fill. Should we stick to the flavor that Guard Zhao Wu mentioned before: extra spicy, with coriander?"
"Your master has quite the heavy taste! He won't accept money this time either."
Hearing this, Zhao Yi basically understood.
You bastard Zhao Wu!
How dare he come here to freeload under the guise of being the master? I'll teach him a lesson later.
Zhao Yi said with a straight face, "Master prefers a milder taste, so please have a slightly spicy one without coriander. Also, Zhao Wu's behavior just now only represents his personal opinion, so please don't misunderstand, young lady."
Yu Zhizhi understood. It turned out that she had mistakenly thought Zhao Wu was buying it on behalf of his master, resulting in this misunderstanding.
It was her fault. Fearing that Zhao Wu would be scolded, Yu Zhizhi explained what had just happened to Zhao Yi.
However, Zhao Yi still gave her 40 coins when he left.
After delivering the stinky tofu to his master, Zhao Yi hurriedly ran to the villa where his six personal guards lived.
Today was Zhao Wu's day off, and he was fast asleep in bed.
Zhao Yi shoved him, saying, "Zhao Wu, wake up!"
"Get out of here and stop bothering me," Zhao Wu muttered impatiently.
He was having a sweet dream. In his dream, he was eating hot pot. Ever since he secretly followed Yu Zhizhi at the Fuju Restaurant, he had been thinking about hot pot.
Zhao Yi could already smell the strong odor emanating from his breath. "Yesterday, the six of us clearly agreed that we wouldn't be tempted by stinky tofu. Anyone who betrays the organization is a dog!"
Yu Zhizhi had previously cursed and hugged her master while drunk, so the group didn't have a friendly impression of her.
Didn't we already agree that they wouldn't bother buying anything she was selling?
"Woof woof woof!"
Seeing him shout so loudly and so readily, Zhao Yi was utterly exasperated!
Zhao Yunjin ate the stinky tofu while holding his nose; it was the first time he had ever tasted food with such a strong odor.
He was initially skeptical of this food, but when he took his first bite, he was captivated by its crispy yet not burnt, tender yet not greasy texture and extremely delicious flavor.
He also discovered two different ways to eat them: if you like a crispy texture, you can eat them immediately; if you like a soft and juicy texture, you can soak them in the broth for a while to let the tofu fully absorb the deliciousness of the broth.
Day three of setting up a stall.
The stall was greeted by three unexpected people.
He Yang was dressed rather modestly today, wearing all white clothes without any accessories. If you didn't know better, you would think he was there to pay his respects.
He pointed to the people in line and whispered in Yu Zhizhi's ear, "Boss, should we sell to them or not?"
Yu Zhizhi glanced in the direction he was pointing and answered without hesitation, "Not for sale."
She hadn't forgotten the matter of Zhang Lei, Zhu Yuanting, and Yu Shujin reporting to the authorities yesterday.
"Okay, I know what to do." He Yang nodded to indicate that he understood.
A moment later, the three of them walked up to Yu Zhizhi in a fit of rage and began to curse: "Yu Zhizhi, why won't you sell to us? Who gave you the guts!"
"Yes! It's your good fortune that we're patronizing your little stall. Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
"Hurry up and give us three servings, and we won't argue with you this time."
The three of them were idle people. The day before yesterday, they smelled the stinky tofu for a long time. In addition, these past two days, they have often heard people praising its texture and taste while walking on the street.
Sure enough, the three of them couldn't resist and ended up here, shamelessly queuing up.
Yu Zhizhi didn't stop what she was doing and replied calmly, "Don't you know what's going on? I'm very unhappy with you, and I'm not going to sell to you. Go ahead and report me to the authorities if you dare!"
Anyway, there wasn't much stinky tofu left, and her three-day task of setting up a stall in front of the Sixth Prince's residence was about to end, so she wasn't afraid of them coming to cause trouble again.
Seeing the three of them get the short end of the stick again, He Yang grinned slyly, "You three better get lost, don't block the other people out here."
Zhang Lei yelled at him, "Stay away from me. You're dressed all in white; it's bad luck for you."
He Yang replied dismissively, "So what? Does my wearing white bother you? Who do you think you are?"
Zhang Lei was furious, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only glare fiercely at He Yang.
This time, the three of them slunk away again.
Before evening, the stinky tofu had already sold out.
The group returned to the Yun residence in high spirits.
Yu Zhizhi said to everyone, "I specially saved some stinky tofu, so we can eat our fill later."
The younger brother, Yun Xiaochen, cheered, "Can I eat two servings at once?"
"Of course you can." Yu Zhizhi affectionately patted his head.
He Yang then shoved his chubby face in front of Yu Zhizhi and said, "I want three servings."
"no problem."
While frying stinky tofu, Xiao Tao and He Yang were also busy calculating their profits for the past three days.
After all the stinky tofu was fried, the bill was settled.
With a big smile on his face, He Yang ate and said, "Boss, we've made a net profit of ten taels of silver in these three days of setting up our stall. It seems that this business of selling stinky tofu can be done for a long time."
Yu Zhizhi counted the silver. "Here! Here are three taels of silver for you. I promised to give you 30%."
"Thank you, boss!" He Yang happily accepted the money.
Previously, the boss only had the title, but this time it's real; following her really brings benefits.
Yu Zhizhi continued, "Oh, and unfortunately, we're not selling stinky tofu starting tomorrow."
"ah?"
He Yang looked completely bewildered!
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