Hey, a showdown of "looms versus code" is happening today at the Yangzhou Yunjin Workshop! Master Zhang clutches his ancestral Pattern-Drawing Knotbook, glaring at Moli like he's guarding Huwa's sugar figurine: "You want to trade a couple of digital codes for my Nine-Colored Cloud Pattern Manual? Not a chance in the world!" Moli blinks, pulling a piece of Yunjin brocade handkerchief from her sleeve—the corner is embroidered with an abacus code reading "1010," which, upon closer inspection, turns out to be a "bounding" jasmine flower. Little apprentice leans in to touch it: "Huh? How come this flower looks even more lifelike than the ones my mother embroiders?"
"Pei Hongxiu! Bring out the Yangzhou fried rice!" shouts the Protagonist at the top of his lungs. Pei Hongxiu raises an eyebrow with a smile, storming into the weaving workshop carrying a food box in the blink of an eye: "Take a good look, everyone! Our 'coded fried rice' smells even better than the food at Fuchun Teahouse!" She lifts the lid, revealing fried rice arranged with diced carrots to form "10" (one shuttle, one pick) and green peas piled into "101" (two shuttles, two picks), finished with a sprinkling of scallions acting as the "jacquard needles." Master Zhang looks and curls his lip dismissively: "Using grains of rice to explain weaving classics? Do you take us for Huwa?"
While they are at a stalemate, a weaving woman slips the code manual underneath her loom: "Miss Xiao! This paper is thicker than my shoe…
Chapter 343