With enough manpower to help, the group began to follow the surrounding crowd and embark on the road up the mountain.
Zhao Yunjin's gaze inadvertently swept over Yu Zhizhi beside him, and his cool voice rang out, tinged with a hint of doubt: "You're not selling stinky tofu at the stall this time?"
Clearly, he didn't smell the familiar stench of stinky tofu and didn't see her carrying any stove or similar items, so he guessed it.
"Yes, I plan to sell something unique."
Then, Yu Zhizhi said half-jokingly, "I'm already tired of hearing the title 'Stinky Tofu Beauty'."
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Yu Zhizhi felt her legs gradually become sore and weak. She keenly realized that she and He Yang seemed to be the weakest among them.
The two could only encourage each other.
With a wry smile, He Yang said to Yu Zhizhi, "Boss, you've chosen this spot to set up your stall. Even if you have tears in your eyes, you have to climb to the top of the mountain!"
Yu Zhizhi inwardly groaned, but she couldn't explain it to He Yang.
This was clearly not the location she had chosen for her stall; it was assigned by that wretched, lousy system.
"Lazy Yangyang, this is a great opportunity to lose weight! If you can't climb to the top of the mountain, then all the money you earn from this stall is mine!"
He Yang thought to himself: This isn't encouraging at all, it's clearly harsh words.
Just then, a clear and gentle voice suddenly came from ahead: "Miss Yu, are you also here to pray for blessings at Mount Putuo?"
Yu Zhizhi raised her eyes and looked into the distance, a look of surprise on her face. "Boss Xu, why are you here so early!"
They had just started climbing the mountain when they realized he had already come down.
Xu Junshen did not overlook the important figure beside Yu Zhizhi. He quickly bowed and greeted Zhao Yunjin before responding:
“I arrived last night and stayed overnight at the temple on the mountaintop. I just finished praying for blessings, so I’m rushing down the mountain.”
Watching their interaction, He Yang couldn't help but move over to Yu Zhizhi's side and ask curiously, "Do you two know each other?"
Just as Yu Zhizhi was about to explain, Xu Junshen spoke first: "Yes, Miss Yu and I are more than just acquaintances; we are friends."
Zhao Yunjin glanced at Yu Zhizhi and said coldly, "Didn't you tell me before that you only had me and Young Master He as your friends?"
Not to be outdone, He Yang tugged at Yu Zhizhi's sleeve, pouted, and asked with a wronged expression, "Didn't you say I was your only friend?"
He felt he was about to fall out of favor.
He was already surprised enough to learn that his eldest brother had made friends with the Sixth Prince, but now another new friend had suddenly appeared.
Just how many friends has the eldest brother secretly made behind his back?!
At this moment, Yu Zhizhi was like the filling in a sandwich cookie, tightly sandwiched between Zhao Yunjin and He Yang.
She was completely bewildered.
She originally just wanted to say that they had only met once and were at most business partners, but unexpectedly, Xu Da Dongjia actually included her in the category of friends.
Does that mean anyone who has worked with him can become his friend?
Since he had already said that, Yu Zhizhi couldn't very well embarrass him on the spot, so she could only give an awkward smile and then quickly change the subject: "Boss Xu, you're being way too sincere!"
He actually went up the mountain overnight! He's definitely a master of time management. It's no wonder his business is so successful.
Xu Junshen chuckled lightly, "Not at all! Time was limited, so I went up the mountain a night earlier. Actually, this was all thanks to you."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhizhi was very surprised and pointed to herself with her index finger, "Me?"
"Um."
"The hot pot has been on sale for a few days and is very popular, so I plan to personally go to other prefectures to promote this delicacy. It just so happens that it coincides with the annual prayer festival, so I can only avoid the peak period and go up the mountain overnight. I still need to travel to Yuzhou Prefecture later."
Yu Zhizhi chuckled, "It's my fault!"
Watching the two of them chatting away, Zhao Yunjin felt a little annoyed for some reason, finding the scene quite irritating.
I decided to ignore it and continue climbing.
Seeing the Sixth Prince and his six personal guards leave, Yu Zhizhi had no choice but to hastily end her chat with Xu Junshen.
When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the group stopped again to rest.
At this moment, He Yang was so exhausted that he could not speak, and his face was covered in sweat.
Yu Zhizhi was the same. While wiping her sweat, she glanced at Zhao Yunjin not far away and found that not only was he not sweating, but he was also in the same state as before he climbed the mountain, still as handsome as ever.
Sure enough, those who know martial arts are different.
If she hadn't seen the six guards finish a whole large bamboo cup of water, she would have really thought they were made of iron and wouldn't get tired or feel the heat.
He Yang said weakly, "Boss, look at how pathetic I am, can you give me an ice cream?"
Actually, Yu Zhizhi also desperately needed an ice cream to cool down. "Okay. Everyone who listens gets one!"
"yeah!"
He Yang ran excitedly toward the wooden box, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I want an apricot sorbet."
After instructing He Ping'an to open the wooden box, Yu Zhizhi smiled and said to everyone, "Choose whatever flavor you would like to eat."
However, the six bodyguards did not move, because their master had not yet given the nod.
Despite their great curiosity about what kind of magical ice cream it was, which had turned the lazy young master of the He family into a lively fish in an instant.
Yu Zhizhi walked to Zhao Yunjin's side and whispered the names of the nine flavors of ice cream to him.
"These ice creams are good for cooling you down. What flavor would you like? I'll get it for you myself."
Zhao Yunjin didn't think much about it, "Matcha flavor."
"Okay!"
She quickly ran to the wooden box, picked out two matcha slushies, and then returned to Zhao Yunjin to hand him one.
After receiving the ice cream, Zhao Yunjin finally nodded, allowing Zhao Yi and the other six guards to choose the flavor they wanted.
Zhao Wu was the quickest to act; he rushed to the wooden box and picked out a mango popsicle without hesitation.
When he tore open the oil paper bag, he was immediately drawn to the tempting yellow ice cream in front of him.
The ice cream in my hand looks so good.
what to do!
I was a little reluctant to bite into it and ruin its shape.
He observed Young Master He beside him, who was holding an orange ice cream, licking it up and down with practiced ease, clearly indicating that this was not his first time trying it.
He Yang noticed someone was watching him. He turned to look at Zhao Wu, a confident smile spreading across his face. "Guard Zhao Wu, I know I'm handsome, but don't just admire my looks. The ice cream is about to melt if you don't eat it soon."
After hearing this, Zhao Wu muttered under his breath, "What a thick-skinned person, doesn't he know how to look in the mirror?"
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