Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

After bidding farewell to Director Wang, Li Jianjun could not wait to return home and close the door. After Director Wang said that the two rooms were his, the system prompted that it was officially activated. He was very excited: "System, please introduce yourself." "This system is dedicated to allowing the host to better experience a better life. You can sign in every day, and there are also special holidays to sign in. There are also various rewards. Anything issued by the system is accompanied by documents and can withstand inspection. The host will never have any worries and can use it with confidence."

Li Jianjun was very happy to hear this: "That's good. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to explain it. But you still have to be careful. You have to prevent conjunctivitis. Don't be too high-profile. Just live your life quietly. System, did you forget something, such as the novice gift package?" "Ding, do you want to open the novice gift package?" Li Jianjun looked upset. If I didn't mention it, would it disappear? "Open the novice gift package."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the top-level cooking skills (the most advanced, the kind that no one can surpass), congratulations to the host for obtaining a fitness pill, congratulations to the host for achieving perfection in Tai Chi, congratulations to the host for obtaining a portable space (containing a spiritual spring, a pasture, ten acres of land, and a pond, with a time ratio of 1 to 100), distribution completed!"

With an excited heart and shaking hands, "System, are you sure this is a novice gift package, not an ultimate gift package?" "Host, you already have a system, but I still want you to learn those things. Isn't that looking down on me? If other systems knew about it, they would think I can't afford it." Li Jianjun suddenly thought of something, "Then why do you still want me to farm? If I have a system and still want to farm, won't other systems look down on me?" "Host, this system is a life system. It is designed to provide a better experience of life. It is all controlled by thoughts, so you don't need to farm by yourself."

Li Jianjun thought about it and said, "I haven't signed in today yet, so I signed in with the system." "Ding, sign-in successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a number of seeds of various kinds, ten pig, cattle and sheep cubs, and a number of various fish fry."

Li Jianjun was a little confused. This was all there, everything, except pigs, cattle and sheep, but those things can reproduce by themselves, they really enjoy life! Li Jianjun immersed himself in the space and began to tinker with it. First, he put the pigs, cattle and sheep into the pasture, and then planted rice in the fields. He was a southerner in his previous life and was more accustomed to eating rice. He planted some vegetables and some big fish for fish. They were delicious and had few bones. After finishing everything, he just exited the space and heard someone knocking on the door. He had no choice but to open the door. It turned out to be the street office staff who delivered the quilt. After thanking them, it was not early the day after tomorrow. Just as he was about to get something to eat, he heard someone cursing at the door.

When he opened the door, he saw the gas tank had turned into a spirit. He could only hear her pointing at Li Jianjun's door and cursing, "Who the hell stole my house? I went out for a while this afternoon, and when I came back, my house was gone. Is this fair? I'm telling you, move out now. This is our Jia family's house, and we've already applied for it."

Li Jianjun was confused. What the hell is your Jia family's house? It seems that Jia Zhang is more aggressive and unreasonable than in the TV series. "Auntie, first of all, this house was allocated to me by the steel mill. It has been registered with the street office. Director Wang brought me here. Moreover, even if you applied for this house, it will be approved by the steel mill and the street office. It is not yours just because you stand here and say it is yours. If you have any questions, please ask the steel mill or the street office."

Jia Zhang was speechless. There was nothing she could do. It was too logical. But who was Jia Zhang? She was the kind of person who would make trouble for no reason. She sat down on the ground, kicked her legs, raised her right hand high, and placed it on her right leg. She said in a voice like mourning: "Old Jia, please come back and take a look. An outsider is bullying us, an orphan and a widow. Please come back at night and take him away."

Li Jianjun exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, you're going to take me away now? Isn't it unfair for me?" Coincidentally, the workers who had been working had all returned, and when they heard Jia Zhang's voice, they gathered in the backyard. At this time, a young man who looked quite handsome came to Jia Zhang and helped her up: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

The young man's name is Jia Dongxu, the son of the gas tank owner. "Dongxu, our house is gone. It has been taken over by this man."

Jia Dongxu looked embarrassed: "Mom, the factory rejected my application. I am not eligible for a housing allocation yet. Don't bother with other people's business. Stop making a fuss and make a fool of yourself. Go home quickly." He smiled apologetically at Li Jianjun and took Jia Zhang's hand and walked home.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a flat roof next to him pulled Jia Dongxu and said, "Dongxu, wait a minute. Let me ask what's going on."

The middle-aged man walked up to Li Jianjun and asked, "Young man, you just moved here today. I'm an old man in this yard. My name is Yi Zhonghai, and I'm also a seventh-level fitter in the steel rolling mill. Young man, do you think this is okay? Dongxu's family has three adults and two children, and his wife is pregnant with another one. There's only one room in the house, which is not enough. Two rooms are a bit too much for you. How about you switch with them?"

Li Jianjun exclaimed, "Great! You're using my two rooms to exchange for one room in their house. You've earned your reputation, but you're treating me like a fool." He leaned his butt from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed. "Uncle, this is the house allocated to me by the steel mill. I don't have the power to exchange it. Even if I have the power, I won't exchange it. I'm already 20 years old and will get married soon. When I have a baby, it's just the right place to live. Besides, we're not even related to each other. Don't you think this request is excessive?"

Yi Zhonghai was not embarrassed at all: "Young man, our compound is a civilized compound. We emphasize unity among neighbors, helping each other, respecting the elderly and loving the young. Your awareness is still too low."

Li Jianjun was speechless. He robbed my house and still said that I had a low awareness. Then he looked at Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu next to him with expectant faces. He thought Jia Dongxu was good just now, why is he like this now? There was a fat man and a thin middle-aged man with glasses next to him with disdain on their faces.

Li Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "I wonder where the uncle lives, how many people are there in his family, and how many rooms he has?"

As soon as Li Jianjun asked this question, Yi Zhonghai knew that this was not a man who was easy to fool, much better than Sha Zhu. Just as Yi Zhonghai was about to lead the question to the moral issue, a long-faced man next to him spoke up: "There are two people in the uncle's family, just the uncle and the aunt, with two rooms in the house, living in the middle courtyard."

As soon as Xu Damao opened his mouth, Yi Zhonghai knew that things were bad. If he lost this game, his reputation might be damaged. He had no choice but to say, "Since you don't want to, forget it. I was just proposing it. You're new here, and there's going to be a whole institute meeting in the evening. You might as well attend it." After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Li Jianjun to reply.