Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1086 - 025 Old Acquaintance_2

Chapter 1086: 025 Old Acquaintance_2

After having dinner at Yi Ran Residence, the two of them rested for a bit before slowly making their way outside. At this time, the crowd at the night market was showing no sign of thinning, in fact, there seemed to be a growing trend.

It seems that everyone comes out to play after dinner, this night market might last until midnight.

"Let’s go, let’s check out that place over there," Xia Zheng said as he grabbed Lin Yuan’s hand and headed south, "Dong Qing told me that Red Smoke Pavilion has a very interesting event today. Apparently, the person who wins will get to wear Red Smoke Pavilion’s clothes for free for an entire year! Come on, let’s win you some clothes!"

Upon hearing the words "win clothes," Lin Yuan couldn’t help but smile and cry at the same time, pulling on Xia Zheng’s hand and making a stand not to move, she looked at him with a grievance, "Xia Zheng, that’s enough! You just said you wanted to get engaged to me, and in no time at all, you’re unwilling to even buy me a dress! Getting engaged to you? Forget it, forget it, I might as well go home, hmph, no wonder they all say self-reliance is important!"

Ah?!

Xia Zheng stared at Lin Yuan, feeling like his head was spinning, "No, no, no, how could I be unwilling to buy you clothes? All my silver is yours. I wouldn’t even blink before buying the entire Red Smoke Pavilion, let alone clothes for you! Wait a minute!"

Seeing the smile in Lin Yuan’s eyes, Xia Zheng scratched his head, feeling like he might have missed something very important. He repeated the conversation in his head, from start to finish, twice, and finally caught the key point.

"You said you’d get engaged to me? Really? Really? Is it true?"

He asked three times in a row, and Xia Zheng could hardly believe his own ears. Had Lin Yuan finally agreed to get engaged to him?

"I didn’t say that." Lin Yuan let out a secret smile and took the lead, heading toward Red Smoke Pavilion. But even after that person caught up, she couldn’t help but let her lips curl up into a smile and laugh out loud.

Xia Zheng was even more excited, at a loss for words to describe his feelings, he firmly held onto the laughing Lin Yuan, babbling incoherently, "Yuanyuan, do you really want to get engaged to me?"

Lin Yuan turned around, grabbed the still dazed Xia Zheng, and with a laugh said, "Fool! Let’s hurry, didn’t you say you were going to win me a whole year’s worth of clothes? Come on, if we go too late, someone else might take them!"

Looking at Lin Yuan’s blushing face, Xia Zheng’s eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles, as he took Lin Yuan’s small hand and walked towards the Red Smoke Pavilion.

The two of them chatted and laughed all the way, and by the time they reached the Red Smoke Pavilion, it was already surrounded by a crowd.

Knowing that Dong Qing and Lin Yi would definitely have led Lin Wei and the other troublesome folks elsewhere, Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan no longer hesitated and just held hands as they squeezed to the front.

They hadn’t noticed from the outside, but now that they had squeezed to the very front, the large stage set up by the Red Smoke Pavilion truly captured their attention.

Unlike the splendid and magnificent Drunken Immortal Tower, the Red Smoke Pavilion was more about elegance and dignity, especially that big signboard. From a distance, the words ’Red Smoke Pavilion’ seemed to be embroidered onto it as if with thread. Lin Yuan knew, however, that it was only an illusion; if they had really used embroidery, the signboard would have yellowed and worn out from the exposure to sun and wind within a month.

Looking at the large stage in front of the door, intended for the competition, there lay a species of withered tree, which, to call a withered tree, was no exaggeration. It was nothing but a bald trunk and branches, completely devoid of leaves.

But even so, the tree did not seem desolate because it was covered all over with red ribbons. From low to high, they were interspersed strategically, although a clear demarcation was evident. The lowest ribbons were the most abundant, Lin Yuan roughly estimated that there were at least forty or fifty of them. In the middle, the number of ribbons dropped to half, around twenty or so, and at the very top, they were halved again to just ten.

As it was an entire tree, the ribbons at the very top were quite high, unreachable by an average person’s height.

The competition hadn’t started yet, but everyone’s discussions were focused on this large tree. In previous years, Red Smoke Pavilion also organized lantern riddle guessing activities, though the rules changed annually. Last year was all about who could guess the most within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, and the year before was a straightforward quick response game.

But this year, what was the method they were using?

Xia Zheng nudged Lin Yuan’s arm, her cleverness would surely allow her to deduce something about it.

Lin Yuan frowned and murmured in his ear, "I guess these ribbons represent different points values. See, the higher they are, the fewer they become, and the harder they are to reach, so the points must be higher, right?"