I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

After hearing Wu Zheng's inhuman words.

Chen He was so angry that he spun around in circles.

"One thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight? Why don't you just rob a bank?!"

Lu Han sighed.

"Director Wu really knows how to use this 'cut off the enemy' strategy."

Song Yuqi clutched the bag containing the funds, her face full of worry.

"Although we still have more than eight thousand yuan, at this rate, we won't last until tomorrow."

Jiang Che walked to the dining table and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"Don't worry, money is meant to be spent, but it depends on how you spend it."

Song Yuqi looked up at him.

"But how can we cook without water to wash the seafood and without fire?"

Jiang Che took the ledger and glanced at the remaining amount.

"If you run out of seasonings, you can open a blind box; you don't need to buy water or gas."

Chen He leaned closer.

"Not buying water or gas? Are we supposed to just eat dry food?"

Jiang Che pointed to the beach outside the courtyard.

"There's no shortage of firewood on this island. We can collect some dry branches on the beach and start a fire ourselves."

Deng Chao's eyes lit up.

"Yeah! The charcoal from our barbecue yesterday is still there!"

"Build an earthen stove and cook directly in a pot."

Lu Han raised a question.

"How do you wash seafood without water?"

Jiang Che looked at the several buckets of unused purified water in the corner of the yard.

That was brought with me when I checked in yesterday; the production crew hasn't had time to take it away yet.

"Use purified water to wash it; it'll be enough if you use it sparingly."

Wu Zheng heard it all clearly in the monitoring room.

He slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

"Who told them to leave the purified water? Go and take it back right now!"

The assistant director whispered a reminder.

"Director Wu, the rules only say to cut off the tap water, not to confiscate the drinking water."

"If Jiang Che tries to exploit this loophole, we won't be able to stop him."

Wu Zheng clutched his chest, furious.

The comments section was filled with laughter.

[Director Wu: I'm going to swindle them all. Jiang Che: Your argument is full of holes.]

[Jiang Che, how many survival skills do you actually have, building an earthen stove with your bare hands?]

[Song Yuqi: My boyfriend is omnipotent.]

[With water and gas cut off and confiscated seasonings, Wu Zheng is truly unscrupulous in his pursuit of money.]

I love watching them outwit and outmaneuver each other.

yard.

The five people had clearly defined roles.

Deng Chao and Chen He went to the beach to collect dry branches.

Lu Han found a few scattered red bricks in the yard.

Put them together, leaving a ventilation opening.

Deng Chao held a piece of cardboard and squatted down to fan himself.

Just as the flames started to rise, a sea breeze blew by, sending all the smoke onto Deng Chao's face.

Deng Chao's eyes watered and he coughed repeatedly from the fumes.

Why is this smoke specifically blowing into my face?

Chen He watched with schadenfreude.

"This is called 'smoke rising upwards,' which means you have a high status."

Song Yuqi took the fund bag and walked in front of the surveillance camera.

"Director Wu, buy three sets of seasoning blind boxes."

A staff member walked over carrying a red cardboard box.

Song Yuqi clasped her hands together and bowed three times to the cardboard box.

"Heavenly spirits and earthly spirits, please bless me so that I can win peanut oil and soy sauce."

Chen He cheered him on from behind.

"Yuqi, show some of your money-managing authority and get the money out of there!"

Song Yuqi let out a breath and reached into the cardboard box, stirring it around for a long time.

He pulled out three slips of paper.

The result was cumin powder, aged vinegar, and salt.

Chen He looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

"This metaphysics doesn't work at all."

Song Yuqi, carrying three items, walked to Jiang Che's side with a bitter face.

"I drew these three, and there was no oil or soy sauce."

Jiang Che was cleaning the large blue crab without looking up.

"Salt is enough; seafood is all about tasting its original flavor."

He placed the cleaned clams into the basin with clean and efficient movements.

Song Yuqi, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but hand over a tissue.

Jiang Che wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at her.

"Go to a shady spot; it's sunny outside."

Song Yuqi shook her head and moved a small stool to sit next to him.

"I'm not afraid of the sun, I'll just watch you work."

Jiang Che chuckled softly.

"What's so interesting about working?"

Song Yuqi rested her chin on her hand and readily admitted it.

"A beautiful sight is pleasing to the eye."

Jiang Che paused in his hand and threw the crab waving its claws into the pot.

"Stop being so cheeky. The crab claws are yours tonight."

Chen He ran back carrying a bundle of dry branches, just in time to see the two of them scattering candy without a care in the world.

He threw the branch on the ground.

"I protest! I strongly protest!"

"I can't live like this anymore. I have to work and still get fed dog food."

Deng Chao followed behind, panting heavily.

"You'll get used to it. Look at Lu Han, how calm she is."

Lu Han squatted on the ground to start a fire, and the flames quickly leaped up with the help of the sea breeze.

"I only care about when I can eat this pot of seafood."

Half an hour later.

An iron pot was placed on a simple earthen stove.

Jiang Che dumped all the cleaned seafood into the pot, added a little water, and sprinkled some salt.

Cover the pot with the lid and add a few dry branches to the fire.

The fresh aroma of seafood quickly filled the entire courtyard with the rising steam.

Chen He squatted by the stove, swallowing hard.

"This taste is absolutely amazing."

"No oil, no scallions, ginger, or garlic, yet it smells so good?"

Jiang Che used a long wooden stick to stir the fire.

"Seafood naturally contains salt, so boiling it in water brings out its umami flavor."

He lifted the pot lid.

Bright red crabs, clams with their shells open, and octopuses curling up.

A pot full of steaming hot food.

Song Yuqi took the bowls and chopsticks and distributed them to everyone.

Deng Chao picked up a clam and put it in his mouth. It was so hot that he gasped for breath, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

"Delicious! So fresh!"

Chen He couldn't wait to break off a crab leg.

"That old scoundrel Wu Zheng is probably hiding in the monitoring room drooling right now."

Lu Han didn't say anything, focusing on eating the small grouper.

"This meal was really hard to come by."

Jiang Che peeled open a crab claw, picked out the whole crab meat inside, and put it into Song Yuqi's bowl.

Song Yuqi looked up at the tender white crab meat and smiled at him.

"Thank you, Chef Jiang."

Jiang Che picked out a few more plump clams and put them in her bowl.

"Eat more, who knows what kind of trouble Wu Zheng will cause this afternoon."

In the monitoring room.

Wu Zheng watched the five people on the screen eating heartily.

Then I looked at the watermelon juice in my hand, which was no longer cold.

The assistant director swallowed hard.

"Director Wu, this organic seafood hot pot does look delicious."

Wu Zheng glared at him.

"What's so fragrant about it? Aren't they capable? Let them experience the island atmosphere this afternoon."

Wu Zheng stared at Jiang Che on the screen and grinned mischievously.

"Jiang Che, let's see if you can stay this calm this afternoon."