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

Everyone carefully put away the winning coins and returned to their respective inns in the ancient town.

The ancient town quiets down at night, and the lanterns under the eaves sway in the wind.

Jiang Che first escorted Song Yuqi to the door of her room.

Song Yuqi leaned against the door frame, still clutching the free meal token in her hand.

"Chef Jiang, Director Wu will definitely cause trouble again tomorrow, are you sure you know that?"

Jiang Che reached out and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear.

"Whatever move he makes, we'll make the same move."

"With me here, you won't go hungry."

Song Yuqi's eyes curved into a smile, and she poked his heart with her finger.

"Then I'll continue to be a hands-off manager tomorrow."

Goodnight, Jiang Che.

"Good night."

Jiang Che watched her close the door before turning around and going back to his own room.

The next morning, just as dawn broke.

Wu Zheng's shouts, delivered through a megaphone, echoed through the courtyard.

"Wake up, fellow heroes! The martial world waits for no one!"

Chen He opened the door with his hair in a mess, his eyes not even fully open.

"Old Wu, it's not even dawn yet, you're up earlier than the roosters!"

Deng Chao walked out from next door with his belt tied around his waist and a toothbrush in his mouth.

"What's all the howling about so early in the morning? What kind of budget are you planning to cut today?"

Lu Han and Qin Xiao also walked into the corridor, yawning.

After Jin Chen finished her makeup, she pulled Song Yuqi downstairs with her.

Song Yuqi wore a light yellow short-sleeved outfit, which made her look neat and playful.

Jiang Che got off from behind and casually handed her a carton of warm milk.

Song Yuqi took it, inserted the straw, took a sip, and smiled.

Jin Chen leaned against the stair railing and clicked his tongue.

"The first thing I do this morning is eat dog food to fill my stomach."

Qin Xiao pushed up his glasses and stood to the side with a sigh.

"You'll get used to it, Teacher Jin Chen. We need to learn to be strong on our own."

Wu Zheng stood in the center of the inn's lobby, holding a yellowed parchment in his hand.

He cleared his throat and pointed the loudspeaker at the crowd.

"Today's theme is the battle for supremacy among sects in the ancient town."

"To get today's breakfast and transportation, you have to pay for the room first."

Chen He jumped up on the spot.

"Wasn't last night a free meal? Why is there still a room charge?"

Wu Zheng flashed his signature smile.

"Last night's meal at the restaurant was waived; the inn accommodation will be charged separately."

"The top-class rooms cost thirty coins each, while the ordinary woodsheds cost ten coins each."

"Those who don't have money to pay the bill will have to walk to Qingcheng Village, which is 20 kilometers away, today."

Deng Chao turned to look at Song Yuqi.

"Yuqi, how many coins do we have left in our account?"

Song Yuqi patted her bulging fanny pack.

"I won 100 coins from Lao Wu last night, and with my initial capital, I still have 160 coins left."

Chen He immediately approached Jiang Che and Song Yuqi, his face beaming with smiles.

"Brother Che, Sister Yuqi, do you need any security guards to watch the gate?"

"As long as I provide breakfast, I'll be your personal bodyguard for today."

Deng Chao yanked Chen He away.

"Chen He, do you have any backbone?"

Then Deng Chao turned his head and looked at Jiang Che.

"Chef, I'm older and eat less, so it's more cost-effective for you to choose me."

The courtyard erupted in laughter.

Wu Zheng slammed the gavel heavily on the table.

"Don't try to get too friendly!"

"The room allocation rules have changed today; they're not entirely based on money anymore."

"We will implement a room-based system for answering questions using blind boxes."

"Work in pairs and answer questions about your teamwork and understanding with each other."

"Answer correctly and you will be automatically checked into a top-class room, with complimentary deluxe morning tea."

"Those who answer incorrectly will have twenty coins deducted and will be sent to the backyard to chop wood to pay off their debt."

Lu Han raised her hand to ask a question.

"Director Wu, what if all the coins are confiscated?"

Wu Zheng sneered.

"If all the money is deducted, the production team will arrange specially made transportation."

"Including but not limited to wheelbarrows and donkeys."

Chen He was startled and rubbed the back of his head.

"Old Wu, you're getting more and more ruthless."

Jin Chen volunteered and pulled Qin Xiao forward.

"Old Qin and I will go first. I refuse to believe we can't answer correctly."

The assistant director took out a stack of question cards.

Wu Zheng read out the first question.

"What is Qin Xiao's least favorite vegetable?"

Qin Xiao and Jin Chen wrote their answers on the whiteboard at the same time.

The flip panel is revealed.

Jin Chen wrote about cilantro, and Qin Xiao wrote about bitter melon.

Wu Zheng immediately waved his hand.

"Incorrect answer! 20 coins deducted!"

Jin Chen glared at Qin Xiao.

"You even picked out the cilantro from your noodles yesterday!"

Qin Xiao looked aggrieved.

"I chose cilantro because the noodles were too hot, and I hate bitter melon the most!"

Chen He slapped his thigh with delight.

"A great start! Old Wu has already taken twenty!"

The second group consisted of Deng Chao and Lu Han.

Wu Zheng reads the title.

Which football club does Lu Han like the most?

Full of confidence, Deng Chao quickly wrote down the answer.

The two flipped the board.

Lu Han wrote Manchester United, while Deng Chao wrote Real Madrid.

Deng Chao was dumbfounded.

"Little Deer, when did you switch allegiance?"

Lu Han was both amused and exasperated.

"Brother Chao, I've always been a Manchester United fan!"

Wu Zheng was not polite at all.

"Wrong answer, another twenty coins will be deducted!"

After two consecutive defeats, the atmosphere on the field became tense.

Chen He stood still, not daring to step forward.

"This question is tricky; Lao Wu is just setting a trap."

Song Yuqi turned to look at Jiang Che.

"Shall we go?"

Jiang Che nodded and led her to the table.

"Come on, Director Wu."

Wu Zheng squinted and pulled out a black card he had kept hidden away.

These were high-difficulty questions that he had specially collected.

"Please listen to the question."

"Song Yuqi's first stage performance since her debut."

What color hair tie is that on your right wrist?

The room fell silent when the question was asked.

"Who could remember that? It's been so many years!"

Deng Chao also shook his head.

"Old Wu, this is deliberately making things difficult. Who tests you on the color of a hair tie?"

Chen He started making trouble.

"It's over, it's over, we've lost all twenty coins."

Song Yuqi herself was stunned.

She bit down on the straw, head down, deep in thought.

That happened several years ago, and she herself can't remember the details.

Jiang Che remained calm, picked up his brush, and deftly wrote a word on the whiteboard.

Song Yuqi wrote two words in red on the whiteboard with some trepidation.

Wu Zheng smiled smugly.

"Please display your board!"

Song Yuqi flipped open the board, which was written in red.

Jiang Che flipped the board over.

It clearly reads: Dark red, with a small strawberry pattern.

Song Yuqi was stunned when she saw the words on the whiteboard.

The floodgates of memory suddenly opened, and she suddenly remembered.

Before she went on stage that day, it was Jiang Che who handed her the hair tie with the strawberry on it.

Wu Zheng's smile froze on his face. He looked down at the standard answer and remained silent for a long time.

The assistant director whispered a reminder.

"Director Wu...Teacher Jiang Che answered all the questions correctly, even the patterns matched."

Jin Chen immediately started clapping.

"Amazing! You can remember all of that!"

Chen He opened his mouth wide, his face filled with disbelief.

"Jiang Che, do you have a video recorder in your head?"

Lu Han gave a thumbs up.

"A perfect answer, not a single flaw can be found."

Song Yuqi looked up at Jiang Che, her eyes slightly red.

How do you even remember this?

Jiang Che put away his brush, his expression calm.

"I haven't forgotten a single thing about you."

The words, transmitted through the microphone, immediately caused an uproar in the courtyard.

The cameraman's hand trembled slightly, and he quickly zoomed in for a close-up.

Chen He clutched his chest and leaned against Deng Chao.

"Brother Chao, I can't take it anymore, it's so sweet so early in the morning!"

"I need medication to lower my blood sugar."

Deng Chao patted Chen He on the back with a smile.

"Old Wu has really messed up! Hahahaha!"

Wu Zheng sighed helplessly and threw the question card back onto the table.

"Baixifang answered correctly, room fee waived, and enjoys the privilege of a deluxe morning tea."

Song Yuqi grabbed Jiang Che's arm and laughed so hard she was shaking.

"The chef is awesome!"

Jiang Che took her hand in return and turned to look at Wu Zheng.

"Director Wu, you just said there would be a reward for answering correctly, besides a luxurious morning tea..."

"What about transportation?"

Wu Zheng pointed to the outside of the inn.

"The only four-bearer sedan chair in the ancient town is parked outside the gate; it's yours now."

Upon hearing that there was a sedan chair, Chen He immediately perked up.

"Brother Che, can Brother Chao and I carry your sedan chair for you?"

"Just give us half a basket of steamed buns!"

Deng Chao also rolled up his sleeves.

"Yes, yes, we'll be the sedan chair carriers, all we have to do is get a bowl of soy milk!"

Jiang Che glanced at Song Yuqi.

Song Yuqi waved her hand generously.

"Granted! Arrange breakfast for Brother Chao and Brother He!"

Half an hour later, a strange scene appeared on the bluestone road of the ancient town.

A large sedan chair draped in red silk moved steadily forward.

Deng Chao and Chen He carried the front bar, while Lu Han and Qin Xiao carried the back bar.

Although the four of them complained of being tired, they were all chewing on meat buns.

Jin Chen walked beside the sedan chair, holding a cup of soy milk in his hand, grinning from ear to ear.

The sedan curtain was lifted to one side, and Song Yuqi sat inside, feeding Jiang Che a piece of osmanthus cake.

Jiang Che opened his mouth and ate, while also straightening her collar, which had been ruffled by the wind.

Tourists on the street took out their phones to take pictures, and cheers rose and fell.

"Yuqi is so lucky!"

"The entire 'Five Ha' boy band acting as sedan chair bearers—that's an incredible display!"

"Jiang Che's gaze towards Yu Qi is so full of affection!"

Chen He, sitting in the front row, shouted slogans as he walked.

"Let's set off! Sending the God of Cookery and the Accountant Granny to the arena for their duel!"

Deng Chao chimed in from the side.

"Old Wu is riding a donkey behind us, everyone hurry up!"

"Don't let him catch up!"

Everyone turned around and looked.

Wu Zheng was indeed riding a slow-moving gray donkey, with the assistant director pulling the rope in front, his face dark.

Song Yuqi peeked out and waved to Wu Zheng.

"Director Wu, your ride is quite impressive!"

"Would you like us to share a steamed bun with you?"

Wu Zheng covered his face with a palm-leaf fan, pretending not to hear.

Jiang Che, sitting in the sedan chair, smiled slightly as he watched Song Yuqi's happy expression.

Upon reaching the arena in the center of the ancient town, banners fluttered in the distance.

Several referees dressed in various martial arts attire were already waiting on both sides of the wooden platform.

Wu Zheng finally managed to climb down from the donkey, straightened his clothes, and strode to the front of the arena.

He picked up the walkie-talkie, and his voice regained its strength and energy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Qingcheng Village Sect Championship has officially begun!"

"Today's ultimate winner will receive the ultimate medal for inheriting the intangible cultural heritage of the ancient town."

"And... the privilege of deciding who sleeps in the open square tonight."

Chen He put down the sedan chair, rubbed his shoulders, and sneered.

"Old Wu, Jiang Che is carrying us today!"

"You'd better get ready to sleep in your sleeping bag in the square!"

Deng Chao was also eager to get started.

"All members of the Hundred Plays Hall, listen to my command! Today, we must make Old Wu completely obedient!"

Song Yuqi stepped down from the sedan chair and stood beside Jiang Che, her five fingers naturally clasped in Jiang Che's palm.

She looked up at Jiang Che, her eyes bright.

"Chef Jiang, are you ready?"

Jiang Che squeezed her hand and smiled in the morning light.

"I'm available anytime."