In the side room of the courtyard house.
Wang Xuewen opened his eyes, looking drowsy.
Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Wang Xuewen was stunned for a while before he suddenly sat up.
Wang Xuewen sat on the bed and rubbed his eyes hard. He looked around in disbelief.
The walls were mottled and dilapidated, and there were many spider webs in the corners.
The blanket covering her body was obviously an old thing that had been used for many years.
It was not as comfortable as his four-piece flannel suit.
There was a stove in the middle of the room, and a long pipe led to the outside of the room.
Wang Xuewen couldn't help but shiver.
He remembered that when he was visiting the terracotta soldiers, he was squeezed into a pit.
After that, there wasn't much of an impression.
Even if he smashed a few terracotta warriors, he should be sent to the hospital, right?
What was the meaning of leaving him in this shabby house that was almost 'bare of fours'?
Besides, he didn't want to fall into the pit. He was pushed down!
"Hiss…!"
Suddenly, Wang Xuewen felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been pricked by a needle.
A huge amount of information surged into his mind.
A moment later, Wang Xuewen digested the information in his mind. He held his forehead with one hand and sighed helplessly.
He had transmigrated.
Moreover, he had transmigrated to the sixties, a world filled with courtyards!
Moreover, he had become one of the beasts in the Siheyuan and Xu Damao's neighbor!
Like Xu Damao and Old Lady Long, Wang Xuewen lived in the backyard of the courtyard house.
There was only one room in the house, but the size was not bad. There was a living room and kitchen.
He lost his mother when he was young and died during childbirth.
His father had raised him up by himself and had never found him a stepmother.
Because he was her only son, she doted on him very much.
The family was not willing to let him do any work, and they did not even teach him the cooking skills that were passable.
He didn't want Wang Xuewen to be like him, smoking all day long.
Although Chef was not hungry, he was not very promising.
From the name, it was obvious that Wang Xuewen's father wanted him to study more, get a good diploma, and become a cadre or something.
Wasn't it easier than being a chef who stayed in the kitchen all day?
Unfortunately, Wang Xuewen was not cut out for studying.
Although she barely managed to get into high school, her grades had always been at the bottom of her grade.
Then, he encountered another unfortunate incident.
Wang Xuewen's father had died of a cerebral stroke while cooking at the rolling mill.
After all, he died at work, so it could be considered a work-related injury.
The factory compensated him with 300 yuan.
A few old men in the courtyard brought their neighbors and tied Wang Xuewen's father up to do the afterlife.
Wang Xuewen himself knew that he was not cut out for studying.
He asked an old man in the courtyard to bring him to the deputy director of the factory.
He hoped to take over his father's work and work in the canteen of the factory as a cook.
Seeing that he was the only one left in the factory, they agreed to his idea.
Today, he was going to the canteen of the rolling mill to be an apprentice and a temporary worker.
His monthly salary was twenty-four yuan, so if he could become a full-time employee, it would be twenty-seven yuan.
It was the same as the salary of the top green tea girl and PUA master, Widow Qin.
Although his salary was not high, he was alone now.
It was like eating alone and not starving the whole family.
In addition to the compensation of 300 yuan from the factory and the 600 yuan that his father had saved over the years.
His savings were close to a thousand!
In this era where rice cost 10 cents per catty and meat cost 70 to 80 cents per catty, 1,000 yuan was a huge sum of money.
One thousand yuan was enough to buy a small house in the capital.
Since he had already transmigrated to this era, he still had a fixed iron rice bowl.
Wang Xuewen decided to just stay in the factory cafeteria.
The wind was about to blow.
Three generations of his family were poor farmers, and his cook was a working-class man.
As long as he lived the next ten years honestly, he could do anything to earn money.
He was only sixteen years old now, and in ten years, he would only be twenty-six or twenty-seven.
At that time, it would not be too late to get a wife.
Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded in his mind.
Ding! The check-in system was activated!
The host can perform daily check-ins and receive daily check-in rewards!
Every time you sign in ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times, you will receive a special sign-in reward!
A semi-transparent virtual screen appeared in front of Wang Xuewen.
There were only a few options on it, such as 10 days, 100 days, 1,000 days, 100,000 days, and 100,000 days.
Other than the option of the day lot, which was lit up, the other options were all grayed out.
“……”
Wang Xuewen's eyelids twitched when he saw the options on the virtual screen.
There were only 365 days in a year, which was 36,000 days in a hundred years.
100,000 check-ins?
He had to sign in for at least 300 years!
Could he live that long?
Wang Xuewen shook his head. What was the point of thinking so much?
With the system, who knew how long he could live?
What if he was rewarded with something that could prolong his life? Perhaps he could live for a few hundred years?
But now, he had to sign today's sign-in first!
"Sign in!"
Wang Xuewen silently said in his heart. The option for the daily lot lit up for a moment, and then, like the other options, it turned gray.
You can only sign in once a day.
Ding! The first signing was successful! Congratulations on obtaining Azure Dragon Bloodline, Storage Ring, Black Pupil, Kobe Cattle (slaughtered) x10, Large White Pig (slaughtered) x10!
“……”
Hearing the crisp voice in his mind, Wang Xuewen was stunned.
Are the rewards for the day lots so plentiful?？？
In the virtual interface in front of him, an inventory appeared.
There were a total of five squares.
There were the Azure Dragon Bloodline, the storage ring, Black Pupil, Kobe Cattle (slaughtered) x10, and the Big White Pig (slaughtered) x10.
Wang Xuewen checked them one by one.
[Azure Dragon Bloodline: Strengthens physique, extends lifespan, and repels evil.]
[Storage ring: 10 cubic meters (Time freezes, living creatures will die immediately upon entering.]）。
[Blackpupil: Night vision, x-ray vision, farsightedness, motion capture.]
[Kobe beef (slaughtered): Edible meat.]
[Large white pig (slaughtered): Edible meat.]
Wang Xuewen's expression was a little strange.
He actually obtained something that could extend his lifespan!
Strengthened physique, extended lifespan, exorcised evil.
Why did Wang Xuewen feel that this Azure Dragon Bloodline was the Qilin Bloodline of a certain mute?？
With this bloodline, it would definitely be very convenient for him to fight in reverse.
However, the wind was about to blow. This was a world full of birds and courtyards, not a world full of upside-down fighting.
He just needed to live his life peacefully.
Black Pupil and the storage ring were also good items.
With these two things, he could go out to the ghost market at night.
Maybe he could get some valuable antiques back.
It was not yet the age where antiques were popular, and there were many antiques in the capital.
Perhaps someone's dog basin was a porcelain left behind by the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
With night vision, she was not afraid of stepping into a pit or falling into a ditch at night.
With the storage ring, even if the wind blew, no one would be able to find the antiques they bought.
From the looks of it, he couldn't be too idle in the future.
He had to go out often in the middle of the night when others were asleep.
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