Quick Transmigration: Learning Makes Me Improve

Life is like tea leaves that have been steeped again and again, bland and tasteless.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

He Yuzhu continued to go to school, practice martial arts, read books, write calligraphy, fish, and practice chopping vegetables and flipping woks.

Make steady progress.

I've already completed 100% of the "Great Sun Visualization Method".

The great sun in my mind is now like crystal.

However, his mental strength seems to be stuck, unable to break 100 for a long time.

It's probably related to the extraordinary.

Perhaps the right opportunity hasn't arrived yet, so he's not in a hurry.

Open the system panel.

Name: Zhang Yu

[Identity: He Yuzhu (Siheyuan World)]

Age: 14

[Mental state: 100] (60 for a normal person)

[Physical fitness: 80] (Normal person: 60)

[Skills: Cooking (70), Chinese Classics (90), Calligraphy (95), Martial Arts (Ming Jin), Fishing (100)]

[Practice Method: Mahavairocana Visualization Method 100%]

He is 14 years old this year, in the second year of junior high school, and is 1.76 meters tall.

He looks like he's already an adult.

He Daqing planned to wait until next year, after He Yuzhu graduated from junior high school, to send him to Fengzeyuan as an apprentice.

He Yuzhu thought about it and agreed.

Perhaps his previous life was too short, so the system gave him a chance to experience a different life.

Experience birth, aging, sickness, and death; love, hate, separation, and living.

Having transmigrated into Sha Zhu's body, he didn't have any obligation to do anything.

There was no intention to mess up the plot.

Since the system has no tasks.

As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters.

Anyone who makes you unhappy should be shut up.

The logic of the world is the logic of power, not fairness, morality, or conscience.

They maintain their power through violence, resources, and public opinion.

In his previous life, he was an individual atom, humble and insignificant.

I've had enough of being powerless, powerless, and meaningless.

Therefore, he was determined to become powerful.

Powerful force can break all of this.

He could be an ordinary person.

Doing ordinary work.

But you must have the ability to overturn the table.

In order to get into Fengzeyuan and start cooking as soon as possible.

He Daqing often taught him basic skills at home, and sometimes he would take him with him when he went out to prepare banquets.

Otherwise, you could become an apprentice, and even chopping vegetables would take three years.

He Yuzhu learned very quickly.

He Yuzhu even memorized the recipes for the Tan family cuisine.

Photographic memory.

However, due to the difficulty in obtaining the ingredients, it has not yet been put into practice.

Rain is five years old this year and has started to talk back.

Her little mouth was chattering away.

He was pampered by He Daqing and Sha Zhu every day.

Carefree and without a worry in the world.

He Yuzhu was even a little envious.

It was on such an ordinary, sunny afternoon.

Yi Zhonghai rushed back from the steel rolling mill.

They went to the Jia family's house.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law. Something's happened to Lao Jia."

He was hit in the face by a piece of flying steel and was taken to the hospital.

Jia Zhangshi, who has already become plump.

He immediately burst into tears and wailed.

"Old Jia, you damned bastard."

What will I do if you die?

What are you going to do about your son, Dongxu?

Yi Zhonghai was so anxious he jumped up and down, "What are you yelling about? Hurry up and get to the hospital, maybe you can see him one last time."

After realizing what was happening, Jia Zhangshi quickly pulled Jia Dongxu along and went to the hospital.

The rain startled Yi Zhonghai, who clung tightly to his wife, Aunt Yi.

Aunt Yi murmured, "With Old Jia dead, the Jia family is in trouble."

The deaf old lady had left the house at some point.

Watching the chaos at the Jia family's house, I wondered what he was thinking.

Yan Bugui's wife, Yang Ruihua.

Out of kindness, he picked up the shoe soles that Jia Zhangshi had carelessly thrown into the yard and placed them at the Jia family's door.

When Jia Zhangshi and others arrived at the hospital.

Old Jia was on his last breath.

He pointed with difficulty to his son, Jia Dongxu, and then looked at Yi Zhonghai.

His eyes were filled with guilt and expectation.

Yi Zhonghai felt extremely uncomfortable under Lao Jia's gaze.

I will take care of your wife and children, won't I?

Madam Jia was also crying and sobbing nearby.

"Old Yi, you and Old Jia are so close you're practically inseparable."

You can't just abandon Dongxu.

Even if Dongxu takes care of you in your old age,

It's not impossible.

Jia Dongxu: Huh? My dad died, and now I have another dad?

Yi Zhonghai was morally blackmailed and given empty promises.

I had no choice but to agree.

"I will take care of Dongxu. After Dongxu enters the steel rolling mill, I will take him as my apprentice."

Hearing this, Old Jia passed away peacefully.

Because he died a violent death.

It's not good to bury them directly, so I cremated them.

Jia Dongxu is eighteen years old and has come of age.

He took over Lao Jia's job at the steel rolling mill and was taken in as an apprentice by Yi Zhonghai, becoming a fitter.

Because of Old Jia's sudden departure, Jia Zhangshi became shrewish, domineering, and unreasonable.

She acts like a shrew.

He also learned Old Jia's Great Summoning Technique and summons Old Jia at the drop of a hat.

"Old Jia, come up and take a look."

"Old Jia, take all these beasts with you!"

After He Yuzhu came home from school.

I learned that Lao Jia had passed away.

I was taken aback.

He really forgot.

Although Lao Jia and he were not related, they were just ordinary neighbors.

But Lao Jia died.

He Yuzhu felt a sense of loss.

If only he had reminded me sooner.

Does that mean Lao Jia won't have to die?

But then I thought about it again.

Old Jia died in an accident at the steel rolling mill.

Full of chance.

There's no guarantee that I'll die on any given day.

It's like God rolled a die.

You'll never know what time it is.

He Yuzhu had been feeling down for several days in a row.

It was as if fate itself had manifested, cloaked in Old Jia's face, mocking his overestimation of his abilities.