Starting from 1950

Su Yang felt that he had figured out the rules of the cheat system: he could only unlock more functions by reaching a certain level.

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of energy and strode back to the slaughtering station in the workshop.

"I'll do it!" He snatched the knife from the butcher and slashed at a black pig that had just been tied to the table.

Pigs in this era were small due to breed differences and lack of feed. Su Yang easily subdued the struggling pig with one hand until it bled to death, at which point his expression turned serious.

He gained no experience.

"One more, please."

Su Yang picked up the pig weighing over 100 jin from the counter and carried it to the next process step by step, then called on the workers in the previous process to bring another pig.

Once the pig was secured, it was time for the knife to go in and out again.

"......"

Still no experience gained.

He sighed and realized what was happening.

It seems that killing pigs can only help him level up to level 10.

He felt a little regretful, but not too disappointed. He put down the butcher's knife and called out to Foreman Zhu, who was instructing the workers not far away, "Old Zhu, I have to go."

"Alright! Teacher Su killed three fewer today, so I'll save you a few more tomorrow?" Squad Leader Zhu said with a smile.

Su Yang held a special position at the slaughterhouse. He was originally hired by the factory manager to exterminate rats, but he had a passion for slaughtering pigs.

He was initially opposed when Su Yang told him about it, after all, Su Yang was just an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

He's definitely a master at catching rats, but he uses a slingshot.

But slaughtering pigs is different; you can't do it without a lot of strength.

To avoid wasting the pig's blood, at least two people are needed to hold the pig down while it struggles to be bled.

Who would have thought that Old Zhu had misjudged him?

On her very first day, this young teacher, Ms. Su, was just as capable as the veteran butcher who had been slaughtering pigs for over a decade.

As he became more skilled, he was able to hold the pig down by himself when bleeding it.

A pig weighing over 100 pounds can be picked up and carried away.

He's practically born with superhuman strength.

"I won't be coming tomorrow," Su Yang said.

"Then the day after tomorrow?" Squad Leader Zhu paused for a moment, then asked again.

"I probably won't be coming here anymore; I'll be going back to my regular job. I'll go talk to Director Zhao right after I change," Su Yang sighed.

"Well, that's a real shame."

Squad Leader Zhu was a little reluctant to part with Su Yang. This young teacher Su not only solved the factory's rat problem, but also helped slaughter pigs for free for the past two weeks, which made things much easier for them.

"See you again sometime." Su Yang waved and left the slaughterhouse.

......

After leaving the workshop, Su Yang went directly to the factory manager's office to explain the situation to Manager Zhao. He refused Manager Zhao's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay. He quickly washed his hands and face, then rode his bicycle away from the slaughterhouse.

"Everyone step aside and let the troops pass first!"

When Su Yang arrived at the intersection of Shengli Street, the entire north-south main road was blocked off, and pedestrians were all forced to the sides of the road. He stopped his bicycle and pulled over.

A few minutes later, the roar of trucks began.

It wasn't just one vehicle, nor just a few, but a long line of trucks.

The trucks were either packed with soldiers or loaded with guns, ammunition, and mortars.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that the last truck in the convoy drove through the intersection.

Once the police lifted the traffic restrictions, pedestrians began to discuss the matter.

"So many soldiers! And so many cannons!"

"Is another war going to break out?"

"No way? Are they going to suppress bandits again?"

"Does suppressing bandits require so many people?"

As the wheels rolled through the sweltering July air of Shenzhou, Su Yang pedaled his bicycle, his heart heavy with worry.

The roar of the steel dragon on Victory Street still echoes in my ears. Trucks loaded with soldiers and weapons are like a silent and fierce dragon.

The grand narrative of the "founding war" from his textbooks in his previous life is now transforming into a cold, steel torrent, crushing across the land of reality, carrying the heavy aura of an impending storm.

The battlefield is located 500 miles away on the other side of the river.

"It's really coming..." he muttered to himself, his pace quickening involuntarily.

.......

Knowing that war was inevitable, Su Yang kept thinking about it the whole way back to the family compound. He didn't even respond when Old Man Xie called him from the gate.

Back home, he lay down on his bed, his mind wandering, and before he knew it, he was asleep.

He was awakened by the sound of the door opening when he woke up again.

"Oh? Su Yang, you're back pretty early today."

It was Wu Xinxue coming home from get off work, carrying a slab of pork and some vegetables.

She put the things on the table, walked a few steps to Su Yang's bedside, sniffed for a while, and said coquettishly, "You went to bed without showering again, didn't you? You smell of blood all over. Get up and wash up! I'll make you some noodles with soybean paste today."

Su Yang got up, stretched, and put on his shoes.

Wu Xinxue nodded in satisfaction, washed her hands, and went to the stairwell to light the stove.

As summer temperatures rose, everyone in the residential compound moved their stoves into the stairwells. Su Yang then simply enclosed a space in his room with straw mats, bought a water tank and a large wooden basin, and turned it into a makeshift bathroom.

He and Wu Xinxue would wash themselves inside every day, but it was a bit troublesome to carry water in and take it downstairs.

However, as Su Yang's level increased, his physical fitness became comparable to that of a strong adult man, and this little task was a piece of cake for him.

"Su Yang, where did you put the garlic at home?" Suddenly, a corner of the straw mat was lifted, and Wu Xinxue's head peeked in.

"Bang!"

As Su Yang was pouring water on himself, he accidentally dropped the gourd ladle. He instinctively squatted down in the wooden basin, covering his lower body with his hands.

"Wu Xinxue! If you're going to ask a question, do it outside. What kind of behavior is it to stick your head in here? Get out!"

Su Yang curled up into a ball, his face turning red.

Wu Xinxue looked at Su Yangguang's smooth body from top to bottom with a curious expression.

"You're still watching? Believe me or not, I'll watch you next time you shower! Get out!" Su Yang glared at her and shouted.

"I didn't say you couldn't see it..."

Wu Xinxue muttered to herself and pulled her head back inside.

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief. To prevent Wu Xinxue from causing any more trouble, he quickly finished his shower, put on his clothes, and went to the door.

Wu Xinxue was intently stirring the sauce. In the entire residential compound, only her family ate like this. The fried sauce noodles had to have oil and meat, otherwise it wouldn't taste right.

She picked up the vinegar bottle from the windowsill, about to pour it into the pot, when Su Yang suddenly stopped her:

"Don't pour the vinegar yet, it's not the right time."

Wu Xinxue was stunned for a moment; she didn't remember Su Yang being able to make Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste).

Su Yang was also stunned; he had just subconsciously felt that it would be better to add the vinegar later.

"Now start pouring the vinegar, just a little bit, just a tiny bit, yes... that's it."

Wu Xinxue didn't ask any more questions and added a tiny bit of vinegar as Su Yang instructed.

Once the sauce is cooked, you can start cooking the noodles.

As Su Yang watched Wu Xinxue put the noodles she had bought from the consumer store into the boiling water, a time involuntarily popped into his mind.

"6 minutes and 30 seconds!"

"Huh?" Wu Xinxue didn't react for a moment.

"Watch your watch, the noodles will be ready in 6 minutes and 30 seconds," Su Yang said.

"Oh!" Wu Xinxue subconsciously stared at the plum blossom brand watch on her right wrist.

This watch was given to Su Yang a few days ago when he solved the rat problem at the South Tower Slaughterhouse, and Su Yang then gave it to Wu Xinxue.

Currently, China does not have the capability to independently produce watches. The few watches available on the market are all imported, making them more valuable than bicycles.

She treasured this watch so much that she wouldn't even take it off when she slept.

Although she didn't know what was wrong with Su Yang today, Wu Xinxue still followed Su Yang's instructions and scooped out the noodles and rinsed them in cold water after 6 minutes and 30 seconds.

"Mmm! The noodles with soybean paste taste better than usual today. I didn't know you knew about noodles with soybean paste, Su Yang!"

The two ate their noodles, each with a bowl, and Wu Xinxue couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Su Yang was now completely certain that it was probably thanks to the cooking skills on the panel.