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Chapter 20: The System Also Has Two Days Off a Week

"I didn't expect you to actually succeed in making tea. I got this set of purple-clay teaware from a friend. It was preserved from the Song Dynasty—equivalent to a family heirloom. They wouldn't have sold it if the family hadn't been in dire straits and urgently needed money. I won't fool you; just pay two million."

Hearing that, Yun Zijin picked up the purple-clay tea set and inspected it for a long while. Even though she couldn't discern its special qualities, it felt very nice in her hands.

"All right. Swipe the card," she agreed, handing her black gold card to Li Bingzhen with her left hand. Li Bingzhen raised an eyebrow upon seeing the black gold card but remained calm—he realized he'd met a truly affluent customer.

"Okay. I'll pack your purchase. Be careful on your way out. If it gets damaged once you leave this door, I won't be responsible." In Antique Street, items aren't refundable or exchangeable once you walk away. It's an unwritten rule: buyer and seller both rely on their own judgment. The seller doesn't coerce anyone; every deal is voluntary.

Lingqi, one of Zijin's bodyguards, took the carefully packed teaware. While paying, Li Bingzhen returned her card, and Zijin continued strolling along the street, occasionally spending a few thousand here or tens of thousands there. Before she knew it, she'd used up the remaining 2.95 million.

[Consumption task: Spend 5,000,000.00 yuan before midnight tonight.

Requirement: Use your left hand when swiping the card. Completed.

Task reward: Trigger 4 times rebate. 20,000,000.00 yuan has been issued to the host's savings card. Ownership of the Imperial Capital's Emerald Lakeside Community has been added to the system backpack. Please check carefully.]

As soon as Zijin received the confirmation, she stopped at a small booth selling handwoven bracelets. Glancing back, she saw that Lingyi through Lingqi were all laden with packages.

"It looks like we've bought too much. Let's call it a day and head home," she said, waving a hand. Lingyi and the others breathed a sigh of relief—serving as the host's bodyguards could be quite a demanding job.

Meanwhile, the small booth's owner felt left out. She had hoped that some of Zijin's spending spree might fall on her. Rumors of Zijin's lavish purchases had already spread across Antique Street, making many vendors yearn for her patronage. Some even considered robbing her—until they saw her seven tall bodyguards, at which point no one dared try anything.

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[According to the "Interstellar System Supreme Law," Saturday is a rest day—no consumption task is required. According to the "Interstellar System and Host Labor Law," the host may use a maximum of 10,000,000.00 yuan in spending on rest days. Using the limit is optional, not mandatory, and cannot be combined with other tasks. No reward can be triggered during rest days.]

When Zijin woke up and heard the system's announcement, she was taken aback. The system had rest days, and on these days she could spend up to ten million. Fortunately, it wasn't mandatory. She felt relieved. Having to brainstorm ways to spend money every single day might be enjoyable at first, but it became dull over time.

Feeling more relaxed, she got up, washed, and walked out of her bedroom intending to fix herself breakfast.

"Good morning, Miss!"

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out, startling Zijin into a defensive stance. Seeing that it was only Lingqi, she relaxed.

"Morning. You…?"

"Miss, I've prepared breakfast. You can eat anytime," he said politely. He wore a black suit, stood about 1.8 meters, and projected a refined aura—more like a "gold-medal butler" than a bodyguard.

"You can cook?" she asked curiously. Initially, she'd considered hiring a professional chef for the massive Villa No. 1, plus some staff to handle daily chores, because the place was too big for her alone.

"Yes, I used to be a chef in the 'gourmet plane,'" Lingqi answered.

"Wow!" Zijin beamed, realizing Suibianhua had effectively gifted her a chef among her bodyguards. "So, the dishes you cook are from that plane? Will you be able to handle normal Earth ingredients?"

"Try them, Miss, and see for yourself," he replied. He didn't want to delve into that plane's details.

Zijin walked to the dining room and found a variety of breakfast dishes on the table. "There's way too much for me. Invite the others to join. Also, by the way, do you only have the clothes you came with? You guys have been wearing the same suits all along."

Lingqi pondered revealing that their system-issued suits had auto-cleaning functions, but seeing Zijin's serious face, he chose not to mention it.

"All right, Miss, I'll let them know."

After breakfast, Zijin returned to her room to do her makeup—she was free today but intended to shop for the bodyguards' outfits. Meanwhile, from Zero One to Zero Six drifted into the dining room, finishing off the lavish spread Lingqi had prepared. They looked at each other uncertainly when they heard that Zijin planned to buy clothes for them. In the end, though, they dutifully ate everything.

By the time Zijin finished styling herself, it was ten in the morning. She headed to Jinsheng Shopping Mall, receiving several unfamiliar calls en route. She declined them all. Arriving at the mall, Zijin got out of her car and announced, "Today is about you guys. If you see anything you like, let me know. I'll pay!" She brandished her black gold card.

"Thank you for your generosity, Miss!"

Zijin flinched at their booming chorus and reminded them, "Keep a low profile. Go pick out clothes. I'm not going to force you to stick to suits and sunglasses." Hearing that, the bodyguards' eyes lit up.

"Miss, I'd like to visit that store first!" exclaimed Lingqi, pointing to a stylish men's boutique.