On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"Don't worry about it, just eat yours." Yu Wangxi said indifferently.

He held the spoon, dug a deep spoonful into his sweet potato that was as soft as sand, and fed Sun Cheng as if no one was around.

But the spoon was only halfway extended when his furtive glance caught sight of Yu Wangze, who was sitting and drinking with Chen Tian and Wu Zhefan not far away, and looked up.

This is bad. This sweet potato is a local specialty that his sister-in-law brought back before he went out. If Yu Wangze finds out, it will be troublesome.

He hurriedly stuffed the spoon into Sun Cheng's mouth and stood up to block the white porcelain plate surrounded by several people.

"Yu Wangxi, what are you hiding?" Yu Wangze became suspicious when he saw his sneaky look. He frowned and was about to come over to see if he had caused any trouble.

"No, we roasted them here and sent them over!" Yu Wangxi turned around and argued, and after a while of persuasion, he let his brother sit back down.

Several people gathered around the charcoal fire and roasted for more than an hour, until the charcoal fire turned from bright to dim.

The originally bright sky was now completely obscured by the orange afterglow of the setting sun, leaving only the twinkling stars and the crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

Yu Wangxi held his precious sweet potato and soon went into the house with Lin Xixi.

When he left, he was very sneaky and turned his back to the direction where Yu Wangze was sitting, for fear that his brother would see what he was holding in his hand.

Chen Qian brought a bucket of water to help Sun Cheng put out the charcoal fire.

As the water poured down, the unburned charcoal let out a hissing scream. When the water was poured down again, the scream disappeared along with the dead heat.

The next morning, Chen Qian was woken up by Lin Xixi and Yu Wangxi.

At the stroke of eight in the morning, the two of them rushed into Chen Qian's room with breakfast in hand.

Yu Wangxi pulled the curtains all the way open, and the room suddenly became bright. Along with the sunlight came their chorus of high-pitched, energetic "Get up!"

In such a loud, emotional, and even worse-than-death wake-up service.

It is difficult for anyone to continue sleeping peacefully, and Chen Qian is unlikely to be an exception.

Half asleep and half awake, he opened his sleepy eyes hazily and slowly sat up to observe the situation in the room.

The first thing that caught his eye was two human alarm clocks standing in front of his bed, holding a glass of milk and a plate of omelets in their hands respectively.

Seeing that he opened his eyes, Lin Xixi hurriedly brought Yu Wangxi over, and the two pairs of big eyes looked at him eagerly.

"Brother Xiaoqian, do you want to drink milk first or eat eggs first?" Lin Xixi was full of enthusiasm and blinked flatteringly after she finished speaking.

"This is the meticulous craftsmanship of Chef Sun, a 50-star Michelin chef~" Yu Wangxi continued her words, drawing out the ending tone, and while speaking, he stretched out the plate of omelets in his hand to Chen Qian.

Chen Qian realized the current situation and felt a little horrified. He muttered to himself, "It's over. I dreamed that Lin Xixi and Yu Wangxi were possessed by ghosts."

As he said this, he raised his hand and pinched himself.

Hiss—what a pity, it really hurts, it’s not a dream.

The pain quickly sobered Chen Qian up. He gently pushed away the omelet that Yu Wangxi was about to put directly into his mouth, and said helplessly, "I think... I should brush my teeth first."