Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

As soon as Zhang Liang opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding environment had become unfamiliar.

His whole body felt as if it was falling apart. He sat up with great effort and looked carefully at everything around him.

"Wasn't I hit by a truck?"

"Shit! That truck driver wouldn't just drop me off somewhere and run away!"

He had just been fired today, and was walking on the street in a daze when he was hit by a truck. When he was hit, he was still thinking that he could receive a large sum of compensation.

But why is he lying on this strange bed now? !

"Which hospital looks like this?!"

Zhang Liang stood up puzzled, and when he looked up, he saw a large calendar hanging on the wall in front of him.

Looking at the numbers on the calendar, Zhang Liang muttered silently:

"Nineteen fifty-four?"

"Could it be that I have traveled through time?"

Looking at the old furnishings in the house, Zhang Liang frowned, opened the door, and found himself in the legendary courtyard.

Suddenly, he felt a splitting headache.

All the memories about the original owner rushed into Zhang Liang’s mind in an instant.

After a while, Zhang Liang finally understood his current situation.

“I really traveled through time!”

According to his memory, he traveled into the body of a person with the same name as him. Zhang Liang had passed away due to a high fever for three consecutive days.

And at the moment he was hit by the truck, he happened to enter the body of the original owner.

The surrounding environment where the original owner lived was called Qingman Siheyuan, and he was an ordinary neighbor in this courtyard without any colorful description.

The original owner had five brothers and sisters, he was the third oldest, and both his parents were alive.

The original owner's father was a lazy guy. For a long time, he had not appeared at home and had been wandering around outside.

The original owner's mother took her second sister and fifth sister back to her grandmother's house and has not returned since.

Now there are only Zhang Liang and Zhang Lin left in the family. During the time when Zhang Liang was sick, it was Zhang Lin who took care of him, while his eldest brother went to work in the steel factory.

Zhang Liang carefully checked the original owner's memory again.

"It seems that the family I traveled through has a low status in the courtyard. My parents don't make money, and the whole family lives on the 30 yuan that my eldest brother earns at the steel factory."

"Not only was I hit by a truck, but I was also transported to such a family. God really doesn't treat me as a human being!"

Zhang Liang complained as he sat back on the bed.

Three consecutive days of high fever made him extremely weak and he didn't even have the strength to walk two steps.

"I've already traveled through time, why don't you give me a golden finger to play with? Isn't this a must-have for traveling through time?"

Just as Zhang Liang said this, a system voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host, the system has been successfully activated! ]

[The host will receive a big gift package at the beginning, which will enhance a series of skills including cooking, comprehension, and martial arts. ]

【Distribution completed.】

[The next system release will be in a month. I hope the host can live well here. ]

As soon as the system's voice fell, Zhang Liang felt that his body was injected with some magical power.

The body that was exhausted just now now becomes energetic.

Moreover, Zhang Liang could clearly feel that he had unprecedented strength in both intelligence and martial arts.

"Ouch!"

"It seems I also have this golden finger!"

"Okay! I'll live here! Anyway, I won't go back to that damn place. Isn't the golden finger better than being a social animal?"

Zhang Liang happily accepted the fact that he had traveled through time, and then he heard his stomach growling.

During this period of time, the original owner had been unconscious in bed, and usually only Zhang Lin fed him some porridge.

"I am indeed a little hungry..."

Zhang Liang had just finished speaking when he heard someone push the door and walk in.

Fourth sister Zhang Lin saw Zhang Liang sitting up, and hurried to his side and said in surprise:

"Third brother!! You woke up!!"

"Hurry up and lie down. You've been in a coma for three days. You must not be used to sitting up all of a sudden."

As Zhang Lin spoke, he placed the steamed bread and porridge in his hand on the table, and went forward to help Zhang Liang lie back on the bed.

Zhang Liang smiled and waved his hand, then said to Zhang Lin:

"It's okay. I feel much better now. I don't need to lie down any more."

Zhang Lin was a little bit unconvinced that Zhang Liang could be so energetic right after waking up, but seeing his rosy face, he didn't say anything else.

Then, Zhang Liang's stomach began to growl again.

Zhang Lin quickly looked at Zhang Liang with concern:

"Third brother, you are so hungry. When the eldest brother left, he prepared steamed bread and porridge for us. Come and eat something."

Zhang Liang sat down at the table and felt sad when he saw the porridge in front of him which was so thin that there was almost no rice in it.

The original owner's family lived in extreme poverty, and couldn't even satisfy their hunger.

But Zhang Liang had been hungry for three days and didn't care about anything else. He picked up the steamed bun and began to eat it voraciously.

But I had just eaten half of it when I heard another sound of my stomach growling.

Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Lin and said, "There is a steamed bun here. Eat it quickly. You must have not eaten anything today."

Zhang Lin shook his head sensibly and pushed the steamed bun in front of Zhang Liang.

"I'm fine, Third Brother. You just woke up now. You need to eat more to recover."

Zhang Liang thought silently for a while. These two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge were not enough for the two of them.

"Is there anything else to eat in the kitchen?"

The system has just added cooking skills to him. Now he can automatically generate many dishes in his mind, and remember the specific steps of each dish.

Zhang Lin was stunned when he heard Zhang Liang's words.

"Yes, yes..."

Seeing Zhang Lin's doubt, Zhang Liang nodded thoughtfully.

After all, the original owner was an idiot when it came to cooking. He had worked as a kitchen helper in a restaurant for one or two years, but now he could only do odd jobs and couldn't even get a position to cut vegetables.

No wonder Zhang Lin looked uncertain when he heard him say he was going to the kitchen.

But he is not the original owner now. The cooking skills blessed by the system have reached the master level. Cooking a home-cooked dish is just an easy thing for him.

"Let's go, let's go check it out and cook some other dishes."

Zhang Lin nodded and followed Zhang Liang to the kitchen.

Zhang Liang looked at the few ingredients in the kitchen and held his forehead with a headache. He finally found two potatoes and some dried chilies and garlic cloves.

"Stir-frying shredded potatoes is also possible."

Zhang Lin saw Zhang Liang was about to start cooking after he finished speaking, and looked at him with some concern and said, "Third brother, you just woke up, don't be too tired, leave the cooking to me."