Seeing her like this, Wen Lingnan had no choice but to play the victim: "I really can't climb anymore, my legs are trembling. Please have pity on me, considering that I've already climbed the mountain three times and bought ice cream three times!"
Yu Zhizhi was also in a dilemma. It wasn't that she didn't want to sell to him, but she had to follow the rules!
With an apologetic expression and a sincere tone, she said, "Young master, I'm so sorry, but if you want ice cream, you can only buy it from my stall. I only set up my stall on the top of Putuo Mountain, and this rule cannot be broken."
After saying that, she quickly bowed to him and then led He Yang and the others to continue climbing the mountain.
Wen Lingnan was speechless; he wasn't dead yet.
This was the first time he had ever encountered such a bizarre employer, which completely shattered his understanding of the world.
At this moment, an uncle who was passing by saw this scene and came over to talk to Wen Lingnan about some of Yu Zhizhi's deeds.
“Young man, take my advice, you should just go hiking! She was just as temperamental as she is now when she was selling stinky tofu in front of the Sixth Prince’s mansion. She only sold it for three days last time, so maybe she’ll only sell it for a few days this time too.”
Wen Lingnan asked with a curious look, "How does the stinky tofu taste?"
"It smells awful, but tastes delicious! I'm still reminiscing about it to this day. It's a pity she doesn't sell it anymore, but the things she sold at her stall these two times were unique in the entire Chu Yun Kingdom. You're lucky, kid."
Wen Lingnan and the uncle exchanged a glance and shrugged helplessly.
And so, the two had no choice but to travel together, carefully following behind Yu Zhizhi as they obediently climbed the mountain.
Today, Yu Zhizhi brought an extra hundred ice creams to her stall, but she still quickly sold out all 1,100 ice creams she brought.
However, many people were unable to buy any because they arrived too late.
Seeing the reproachful looks directed at her, Yu Zhizhi could only lower her head and, like a little quail, drag He Yang away.
Before leaving, they decided to go to the temple to pray and offer incense.
He Yang said with a grin, "Boss, are you really not going to come with me to get a marriage fortune slip?"
Yu Zhizhi refused without hesitation: "You're my boss now. Things are different now. I'm the Ice Cream Beauty, very popular. Why would I need to ask for a marriage fortune? You should take care of yourself first."
After saying that, Yu Zhizhi strode into the temple.
She prefers to pray for wealth and peace rather than for marriage.
Watching Yu Zhizhi's departing figure, He Yang muttered to himself, "It seems that the boss doesn't know enough about her reputation outside! Now there are rumors everywhere that she has mental problems. With her current status, even matchmakers would shake their heads when they see her."
After Yu Zhizhi finished praying, she was about to go find He Yang when she unexpectedly ran into Zhao Yunjin, who was slowly walking out of the temple's backyard.
"Sixth Prince, are you here on inspection today as well?"
Zhao Yunjin glanced coldly at the amulet in her hand. "Hmm. The ice cream's sold out?"
Yu Zhizhi grinned, "They're all sold out long ago."
He smiled slightly and said sincerely, "I heard that you sent some ice cream to my master. He was very happy. Thank you for sending the ice cream."
Zhao Yunjin was surprised by her generosity. Not only did he receive ice cream, but his master and even his personal guard also received ice cream from her.
Moreover, the portion given to him was the largest, containing at least fifty ice creams.
"If you want to thank me, I would like to thank you for sending your men to help me these past few days. We are friends, so the Sixth Prince doesn't need to be so polite with me. Besides, this ice cream is nothing valuable, so I'm glad you like it."
Zhao Yunjin smiled but remained silent.
It seems she has no idea just how popular her refreshing summer treats are.
These past few days, word has been circulating in the capital that this ice cream is a rare commodity, just like the stinky tofu she sold before. It's so sought-after that even money might not be enough to buy it.
When Yu Zhizhi said goodbye to him, she saw Zhao Er and Zhao Wu standing behind him and realized that there was something she had forgotten to tell him.
“Starting tomorrow, you don’t need to arrange for Zhao Er and the others to come to the Yun residence to help move ice cream anymore.”
"good."
Zhao Yunjin had already guessed it. She probably thought that after the prayer festival ended, the number of people coming to the mountain to pray would decrease significantly, so she didn't plan to continue setting up a stall on the mountaintop.
In fact, the stall task assigned to Yu Zhizhi by the lousy system has ended, and she will not be setting up a stall here again, nor will she be selling ice cream in other places.
The next day, at 1:15 AM.
He Yang is fortunate to not have to go hiking and set up a stall today.
He was lying comfortably in bed, fast asleep, when he was woken up by Old Man He.
He Yang groggily opened his eyes, wiped the sleep from his eyes, and complained, "Grandfather, what are you doing!"
"I haven't had enough sleep yet. Please have pity on me and let me sleep a little longer, considering I've been climbing Mount Putuo for four days straight."
Although He Donghai felt a little sorry for his grandson, it wasn't much.
He asked, puzzled, "Why didn't you go to the mountain to set up your stall today? Did Zhizhi dislike you and refuse to take you along?"
"The boss won't look down on me. We won't set up a stall on the top of Putuo Mountain anymore."
Upon hearing this, He Donghai was stunned, a look of surprise on his face. He hurriedly asked, "Really?"
He Yang unconsciously raised his voice in response, "Of course it's real! More real than pearls!"
Upon hearing this, He Donghai panicked and slapped his grandson's bottom hard.
"Smack!"
"Oh no, oh no."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out of the room, leaving He Yang alone in the room, clutching his bruised buttocks and howling in pain.
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