Courtyard House: Starting with a 28-inch motorcycle

the other side.

"Where...am I?"

He Yuzhu suddenly sat up in his chair, looked around, his eyes widened, and he froze.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"I...I'm fine!"

He raised his hand and waved it, his tone crisp and decisive.

"Sister Qin just came looking for you again, she seemed quite anxious. Why don't you go and take a look?"

As soon as MCA finished speaking, a flood of unfamiliar yet familiar memories rushed into my mind.

"1965? Okay, back again."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, his smile a little forced.

Ma Hua was even more confused: "Sir, what are you saying? You're really alright?"

"It's alright, go and do your work in the kitchen."

Before he finished speaking, He Yuzhu strode out the door, wanting to touch the place and see if it was the same as before.

really!

The brick wall is still the same brick wall, the window frame is still the same window frame, and even the location where the plaster has peeled off is exactly the same. It's just that the years have been moved forward by more than ten years. Now he is in his early thirties, in the prime of his life.

At this moment, Liu Lan, a female worker in the canteen, leaned close to Ma Hua and asked in a low voice:

"Why is your master acting so strangely today? He seems unusually distant."

She was extremely puzzled. How could the usually silly Zhu be so sullen and silent?

"How would I know?"

MCA shrugs.

"Oh, by the way, I heard your master and Qin Huairu are getting very close? Are they... really hooked up?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" MCA quickly waved his hand, "If this gets out, we'll get scolded."

Before the words were even finished, a tall woman with hurried steps burst through the door.

"Is Shazhu there?"

"I need to speak with him urgently!"

It was Qin Huairu. Her voice was loud, and her brows were furrowed, making it seem as if He Yuzhu owed her three meals.

"Um?"

Liu Lan was taken aback. She had just mentioned her name, and the person had arrived right afterward, calling her "Silly Zhu." Her heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't help but smile.

Ma Hua looked up and realized that He Yuzhu was nowhere to be seen.

"What a pity, Master was just here a moment ago, and then he went out for a stroll."

"Is that so..."

Qin Huairu was slightly disappointed, but quickly regained her composure. Anyway, they lived nearby and would run into each other sooner or later.

She handed over the aluminum lunchbox she was carrying:

"This is his lunch. He forgot to take it. Please give it to him when you see him."

"Okay!"

Liu Lan readily agreed.

Qin Huairu turned and left.

She had just stepped out the door when He Yuzhu walked in from outside.

Although he couldn't figure out how he had fallen back into this timeline, now that he was here, he decided to move forward steadily.

At that very moment,

"Ding! System malfunction has occurred, host has been forced to restart and transmigrate. All skills from the previous life have been reset, now re-bound to the 'Money-Making System' and a compensation gift pack has been issued."

"Compensation package? Open it now!"

He Yuzhu had a sudden thought.

"Ding! Gift pack successfully opened, you have obtained [God-level Culinary Skill (LV1)]!"

"Ding! You can level up by spending 10 yuan, up to a maximum of five levels."

"Ding! Task triggered: Give a live demonstration to MCA!"

He felt a surge of joy.

"MCA, keep a close eye on things. I'll show you something today. How much you learn depends entirely on your comprehension."

"real?!"

Ma Hua's eyes lit up instantly.

Sha Zhu has always cherished his skills and rarely reveals them; the last time he was taught how to slice shreds was two years ago on his birthday, when his master made an exception because he was in a good mood.

He Yuzhu waved his hand at him: "Wash the vegetables and hold the knife steady."

He picked up the kitchen knife himself, flicked his wrist, and the blade began to hum.

Although he was a transmigrator and his foundation was that of the original owner, his skills were simply not up to par. Fortunately, the system came to his rescue in time, transforming his rustiness into proficiency.

The blade flashed, so fast that only afterimages remained; the green pepper strips were as thin as hair, and the potato slices were so thin they were translucent, all arranged neatly, like a painting.

Ma Hua watched without blinking, his mouth slightly agape, forgetting to close it.

Even Liu Lan put down the rag, quietly moved to the stove, and tiptoed to peek inside.

"He Yuzhu's skills are... amazing."

"As expected of my master."

The same thought crossed their minds at the same time, but they didn't say it aloud; instead, they both nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the wok was heated, the oil sizzled, and the flames rose. He tossed the wok like a dance and stir-fried like a song.

In less than half an hour, four dishes and a soup were laid out on the table, their aroma filling the air.

Ma Hua's Adam's apple bobbed, and he almost drooled.

"Ding! Task completed, reward 10 yuan; also received sincere admiration from Ma Hua and Liu Lan, additional reward 1 yuan."

"ha?"

He Yuzhu was taken aback, reached into his pocket, and pulled out eleven crumpled banknotes.

"MCA, take the dishes out."

"Why!"

Ma Hua stood up at the sound of his voice, but then suddenly remembered something. He turned around, picked up a lunchbox from the cutting board, and handed it over: "Master, this is from Sister Qin..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yuzhu snatched it away and tossed it back.

"From now on, throw away everything she gives you, and don't let me see it."

The voice was not loud, but as cold as a block of iron.

"what?"

Ma Hua was taken aback, and only dared to nod, not daring to ask any more questions.

at this time,

"Ouch!!"

"Clang!"

A scream came from outside the door, followed by the dull thud of a lunchbox hitting the ground.

A man hopped in, pointing and yelling into the room:

"Who threw that?! It's scalding hot! I'm not done with you until this bastard is found!"

He Yuzhu turned his head to look,

Hey, isn't this Xu Damao? The one who projects movies at the factory.

He disliked this person in the slightest.

The show already foreshadowed it: the two are naturally incompatible, they fight more often than they go to work, having a small argument every three days and a big fight every five days.

Before He Yuzhu could even speak, Xu Damao had already poked his nose with his finger.

"It's you! Stop pretending to be mute!!"

"Silly Zhu, did you do this? Are you tired of living?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Damao was already thinking that He Yuzhu would definitely argue with him and have a verbal battle.

After a few seconds, He Yuzhu didn't even lift his eyelids, let alone respond, which surprised Xu Damao.

Not right.

"idiot!!!"

He Yuzhu only managed to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth before turning and leaving, not bothering to pay him any attention.

I have absolutely no interest in it.

"What did you just say?"

Xu Damao thought He Yuzhu was too scared to say anything, but when he heard those two words, his anger flared up.

"Great, He Yuzhu!"

"You were probably the one who did this. Feeling guilty now?"

"Ding! The system has issued a new task; choose one of two options."

Option 1: Let Xu Damao scold you without retaliating. Reward: 2 yuan.

Option 2: Yell at him on the spot and beat him up. Reward: 10 yuan.

"Isn't this obvious?"

"No need to think about it! Definitely choose option two!"

He Yuzhu rolled his eyes inwardly. What was there to hesitate about in this mission?

He slowly stood up, looking down at Xu Damao. In terms of height and build, he was much more robust than Xu Damao.

"roll!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already rushed over. Before Xu Damao could react, he was kicked in the stomach and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who threw it? It's none of my business."

"ah,!"

Xu Damao fell to the ground again, crying out in pain.

He never expected that He Yuzhu would start the fight so suddenly, without any warning whatsoever.

The MCA members standing nearby were completely dumbfounded, their eyes wide open.

They knew about He Yuzhu and Xu Damao's past grievances. In the past, they had only argued verbally, but had never really fought. Today's situation was too abnormal.

This is no small matter.

After a while, Xu Damao finally recovered. As the pain subsided, he immediately glared fiercely at He Yuzhu.

"You idiot Zhu, you dare hit me? Humph! Just you wait and see!"

"Do you know who I came with today? The factory manager! I'm going to tell the factory manager about you later, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw He Yuzhu approaching him step by step.

"Don't come any closer..."

Xu Damao's voice trembled.

"ah,!"

The next second, he scrambled out of the cafeteria, terrified that He Yuzhu would kick him again.

"waste."

He Yuzhu spat on the ground.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the 'Beat Up Xu Da Mao' mission, reward: ten dollars; and for deterring the MCA, an additional reward of one dollar."

In less than half a day, a total of twenty-two yuan was earned.

This money came too fast.

That's almost half a month's salary.

He Yuzhu was secretly delighted.

"Alright, MCA, get me some food, it's time for lunch."

His tone was calm, yet it conveyed an undeniable authority.

"Yes, Master!"

MCA responded decisively. Today's mentor both surprised and impressed him; he truly had guts, a real man!

As they were talking, the back door opened silently a crack.

A child peeked in, poured half a bottle of soy sauce, and ran off as if he knew the place like the back of his hand.

"Isn't this a joke?"

He Yuzhu was startled. Just as he lifted his foot to chase after her, the system notification sounded again.

"Ding! New mission issued."

Option 1: Let him take the soy sauce without stopping him, and you will be rewarded with five yuan.

Option 2: Chase after him and bring him back. Reward: one yuan.

"What do you mean?"

He Yuzhu was puzzled. Could it be that the plot had to go this way?

He shook his head and simply let him be.

"Ding! Mission complete, reward of five yuan credited to your account."

As soon as it was time to leave work, He Yuzhu glanced at the kitchen, saw there wasn't much to do, and was about to leave.

"Master, wait!"

"Didn't you ask me to buy a big rooster this morning? To nourish my sister's body."

The voice of the Malaysian Chinese Association (MCA) rang out promptly.

"younger sister?"

He Yuzhu then remembered that this was indeed the case.

But this younger sister also needs some advice. She shouldn't keep hanging around that cunning widow and lead herself astray.

"Um."

He nodded, picked up the rooster, turned and left the canteen, heading towards the courtyard.

As I passed a bridge, I saw three or four children squatting furtively by the roadside, their eyes darting around suspiciously; they were clearly up to no good.

Huh?

Aren't these the three little rascals from Qin Huai Ru Jia?

He Yuzhu didn't want to get involved; after all, he hadn't stolen from him, so it had nothing to do with him.

and many more!

He suddenly remembered: these three guys had been frequenting his house quite often. Anything good to eat, new towels, new washbasins, or even newly bought soap would disappear the next day—they'd all taken it.

If it were the old, silly Zhu, he would have just laughed it off as a joke.

Sorry.

The current He Yuzhu is no longer the foolish Zhu who could be easily manipulated.

He immediately went into a hardware store and bought a sturdy padlock, so that he would have to lock his door properly from now on.

As darkness fell, He Yuzhu had already returned to the courtyard house.