Siheyuan: Through a Garden of Flowers, I Only Dote on Huairu

In the early 1950s, Zhou Xiangyang transmigrated to the world of the courtyard house and unexpectedly gained a Precognition System. As long as he kept up his daily sign-in, he could receive various rewards, including culinary skills, martial arts techniques, guides to winning women over, appraisal skills, and more. Before long, Zhou Xiangyang used the skills granted by the System to become a nouveau riche overnight, feasting on chicken, duck, fish, and meat every day. His neighbors were green with envy and tried every way they could to curry favor with Zhou Xiangyang, hoping to squeeze every last cent out of him. Jia Zhangshi said, “Zhou Xiangyang, sharing your wealth is the only way to get rich. Hand it over!” The First Master said, “Xiangyang, if you’ll look after me in my old age, I’ll do anything for you.” Xu Damao said, “Good buddy, I’ve got some friends coming over today. Can you lend me a hundred yuan?” Zhou Xiangyang said, “Hmph, you want to suck me dry? Not a chance. All of you, get lost!”