There was a bowl of steaming hot bean juice wrapped in a scalded circle. Beside it was a plate of red spicy pickles.
Shredded mustard and chives.
Outside the kitchen, the announcement of " Let's eat " could be heard from time to time.
He Yuzhu sat on the chair, frowned, and tasted the bean juice.
Sour!
After traveling for two months, he was familiar with his current life.
However, he still couldn't accept the taste of the bean juice.
Rubbing his swollen head, He Yuzhu recalled what happened last night.
His disciple, Ma Hua, looked at He Yuzhu in a daze. He thought," This isn't the first time my master drank it. Why is he like this?"
He Yuzhu raised her head and glared at Ma Hua.""Get out!"
Ma Hua was shocked and hurriedly nodded.”
Without waiting for He Yuzhu to say anything, he ran away.
The kitchen door clanged. He Yuzhu stood up and closed the door.
In his previous life, he was an office worker who suddenly died halfway.
When he woke up, he had become the silly pillar of the courtyard house.
In the beginning, He Yuzhu could not accept the identity of Shazhu.
That was a place filled with Siheyuan, neighbors, and all kinds of scheming.
She looked annoyed.
But he couldn't go back, so he could only be a chef in peace.
"Actually, there's nothing bad about being a chef. At least you won't starve.”
He Yuzhu pursed his lips.
Although He Yuzhu knew the rest of the plot, he did not care much.
After all, it was still early.
Since he was already here, he should take it as it was!
Zzz!
He took a sip, and the smell of swill almost made him vomit.
After tasting the scalding and soft scorched circle, He Yuzhu blew at the tea foam in the porcelain tea pot and took a sip.
A chef's life was so leisurely.
When he was busy, he only had three meals a day.
Other times, there was nothing much to do.
He didn't need to do the chopping, washing, and adding briquettes.
He Yuzhu was searching for something.
He didn't want to just eat and wait for death.
He felt that he should do something to fill the emptiness in his heart.
"Maybe you haven't adapted to it yet?"
He Yuzhu thought to himself and rubbed his head.
In his previous life, he was like a watch that could not wait to run 24 hours a day.
Now that he was free, he was not used to it.
He Yuzhu put down the porcelain teapot and stood up.
Creak.
The kitchen door opened a crack, and a fair but weathered face looked into the kitchen.
"Silly Zhu!"
The woman was dressed in plain work clothes and held a glass bottle in her hand.
Actually, after transmigrating, He Yuzhu was very disgusted with the title of Silly Zhu.
He was even more disgusted with this woman in front of him.
Qin Huairu!
She was a widow in a courtyard house. Her husband had died, and she was raising three children and an old woman.
He Yuzhu didn't like Qin Huairu's personality.
He was not He Yuzhu from the TV series.
"What are you shouting about?"
He Yuzhu impatiently swatted the flies with his fan.
In this day and age, there weren't any sticky flies, so he could only hit them with his hands.
Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment. She could feel Silly Zhu's coldness towards her.
In the past, Silly Zhu was very attentive to her and would help her out from time to time.
But now, why did he become so cold?
Qin Huairu calculated in his heart. It should have been two months.
How did she offend him?
Actually, Qin Huairu had always treated Silly Zhu as a meal ticket.
"I'll do it. I'll get some soy sauce."
Qin Huairu's family ran out of soy sauce.
She didn't want to buy it, so she could only steal some from the kitchen and bring it home.
In the past, He Yuzhu had always been helping her out, so she didn't mind stealing soy sauce.
But now, He Yuzhu was a little disgusted.
However, he did not want to embarrass Qin Huairu. After all, they were in the same courtyard.
"Take it!"
He Yuzhu kept a straight face and used a cattail leaf fan to swat the flies.
"Oh?"
Qin Huairu hummed in agreement, feeling very wronged.
Why was Silly Zhu so cold to her?
He poured some soy sauce and stuffed it into her bag.
Qin Huairu turned around and glanced at He Yuzhu.
"Take it and leave. Why are you still standing there? Wait to be captured?"
He Yuzhu urged impatiently.
"Oh!"
Qin Huairu lowered his head, his left hand twisting his clothes nervously.
She turned around and left the kitchen.
He Yuzhu patted the flies, thinking that it would be better to stay as far away from this woman as possible.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for releasing the Divine level mission!”
A sudden voice entered his ears.
He Yuzhu was shocked, but he immediately understood.
"System? I'm finally bound to the system?"
He Yuzhu had read a lot of novels and TV dramas about transmigration. She knew that the protagonist would have a necessary cheat code when he transmigrated.
This cheat was for the protagonist to act tough.
"Ding! System Message: Xu Damao and Qin Huairu are kissing each other in the warehouse. Please choose!”
Ding!" Choice 1: Reveal Xu Damao and gain Qin Huairu's favor!”
" Ding! Choice 2: Beating up Xu Damao in public. Obtained Master Cooking Skill!”
"Ding, choice 3: Ignore their actions and obtain the title of Green Hat War God!”
He Yuzhu was presented with three options.
He Yuzhu pondered in his heart.
Xu Damao used his meal ticket to give Qin Huairu a few steamed buns.
Qin Huairu agreed to stay with him in the warehouse and let him take advantage of her.
"Qin Huairu, Xu Damao."
Looking at the three types of missions chosen by the god-level, He Yuzhu held the porcelain teapot and smiled slightly. He had an idea in his heart.
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