The reward was actually the experience of a Level 1 Projection Clerk.
He Yuzhu was a little unhappy.
What do you think I should do with my experience as a projectionist?
Stealing Xu Damao's rice bowl?
Then should I still be a chef?
Besides, being a projectionist was not something you could do just because you wanted to.
Even though a projectionist had more money than a cook.
He often went to the countryside to play movies.
This was a fragrant bun in the countryside.
She would give him chickens, ducks, specialties, and so on.
However, He Yuzhu was not interested in this.
In this era, there was only one carrot and one pit.
No matter how capable you are, you can't snatch other people's jobs.
Of course, having more skills was not a burden.
He Yuzhu had experience as a first-class projectionist.
That projection ability was much stronger than Xu Damao's.
If he couldn't become a projectionist, wouldn't he be able to nurture a disciple?
His sister, He Yushui, was about to graduate from high school.
He Yuzhu didn't want her sister to go to university.
Nothing else.
It was a little chaotic outside at this time.
He Yuzhu was afraid that his sister would be too far away from him and he would not be able to take care of her.
His sister had graduated from high school, so it would be best if she worked in a rolling mill.
If he could squeeze Xu Damao out.
That would be perfect.
After all, He Yuzhu felt awkward looking at Xu Damao now.
She was always thinking of going against him.
He was like a fly that could not be dodged.
He Yuzhu hated Xu Damao from the bottom of her heart.
……
Courtyard.
He Yuzhu had just entered the inner courtyard with the net bag holding the lunch box.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qin Huairu washing clothes.
Ha!
After He Yuzhu transmigrated, he had been deliberately avoiding this person.
He couldn't avoid it today.
Other people's clothes were washed until they turned white.
He didn't know how many times he had rubbed it.
It was obvious that he was waiting for him.
Three steps in a row.
He Yuzhu pretended not to see Qin Huairu.
She walked right past him.
Qin Huairu already knew the moment He Yuzhu entered the courtyard.
This sister looked like she was washing clothes.
In fact, he had already rubbed it several times.
His real attention was on the entrance of the courtyard.
How could he not see He Yuzhu!
Qin Huairu was waiting for He Yuzhu to greet her.
Or like before, he would come up and tease her.
He Yuzhu completely ignored him.
Qin Huairu panicked.
He Yuzhu had not been seen for the past two days.
The three children at home had not seen meat for a few days.
He kept eating cornbread.
This could not go on.
The Qin family was already used to sucking He Yuzhu's blood.
They suddenly ran out of food.
How could he not be anxious?
"Zhu Zi, you're back?"
Qin Huairu pretended to have finished washing her clothes and blocked He Yuzhu's way with a basin.
He Yuzhu did not even look at Qin Huiru, pretending not to hear her.
He bypassed Qin Huiru and returned to his own home in two to three steps.
Bang!
In the end, He Yuzhu slammed the door shut.
Qin Huairu was dumbfounded.
Out of habit, she reached out to take the net from He Yuzhu.
Just like that, he froze in the air.
It was as awkward as it could get.
"What does this idiot mean?"
"Did I offend him?"
"Bastard!"
After a while, Qin Huairu regained her senses.
Looking at the tightly shut door of He Yuzhu's house, she felt extremely wronged.
Her eyes turned red.
She wasn't acting.
She really felt wronged.
He felt that He Yuzhu was simply a bastard today.
There were too many people in the courtyard.
Not only did He Yuzhu not give him a lunch box, but he also looked like he was avoiding the plague.
This idiot didn't put him in his eyes at all.
He didn't care about what the neighbors thought of him.
Qin Huairu felt aggrieved.
Why is it raining in the pillar house?
When he got home, He Yuzhu put down the lunch box.
"Rainwater, has Rainwater returned?"
He Yuzhu called out.
"Brother! Why did you come back so late? I'm starving!”
He Yushui opened the lunchbox in the net.
"It smells so good! Brother, this is chicken mushroom stew!"
He Yushui's eyes lit up when she smelled the fragrance.
In this era, it was not easy to eat meat unless it was a holiday.
In the past, He Yuzhu liked to be a good person.
He brought back some good stuff from the canteen, but it didn't reach He Yushui's hands at all.
Qin Huairu would take it away immediately.
He didn't even know to leave some for He Yuzhu and He Yushui.
Actually, he couldn't stay.
The three ingrates in Qin Huairu's family.
No matter how many lunchboxes were filled, the food would be emptied.
Therefore, He Yushui ate good food.
It was not as much as he had imagined.
Things were different these two days.
He brought all the food that He Yuzhu had brought back home.
why eat first in the rain?
After the rain was full, He Yuzhu would finish the rest of the food.
"Delicious!"
He Yushui scooped a bowl of chicken soup and finished it in one gulp.
Then, he ate a large piece of drumstick.
His face was filled with satisfaction.
"Hey, my silly sister. Why didn't you heat it up before eating?"
He Yuzhu looked at He Yushui's satisfied expression and felt relieved.
"…Mmm…Delicious…"
He Yushui didn't have time to reply.
She was now focused on destroying the chicken in front of her.
"Eat slowly. No one is snatching it from you.”
He Yuzhu shook his head with a bitter smile.
Was there a need to be so exaggerated?
It was as if he had never eaten chicken in his life.
He Yushui was overjoyed.
That was too much.
Old He's family's craftsmanship was passed down to men and not women.
But He Yushui was not convinced.
When He Yuzhu was learning, He Yushui was watching from the side.
He had also learned most of He Daqing's craftsmanship.
Let's talk about cooking.
He Yushui was not much worse than He Yuzhu.
It was nothing more than He Yuzhu cooking every day in the past, so his technique and fire control were more proficient.
In other words, in terms of food.
He Yushui was also half an expert.
Moreover, He Yushui knew He Yuzhu's cooking very well.
In the past, He Yuzhu's cooking was top-notch in this small place.
But it was definitely not as exaggerated as it was now.
He Yushui had eaten the Tan family's dishes cooked by his father, He Daqing, since he was young.
The Tan family's dishes were all about high-class dishes.
It was a dish that was carefully cooked with high-grade ingredients.
However, He Yushui felt that He Daqing's Tan family dishes were not as good as He Yuzhu's.
The casual home-cooked dishes were delicious.
The difference was quite obvious.
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