Siheyuan: Start with Full Proficiency Level

When Qin Huairu grabbed the lunch box to exchange for the stick noodles, He Yuzhu's proficiency in spooning just exceeded the [God level]. In the afterimage of the iron ladle flying, the nightmare of a tragic death in the bridge twenty years later overlaps with the mean face of Jia Zhang in front of him - Ding! At the sound of the +1 proficiency in Chinese martial arts, he slapped away the "pension agreement" handed over by Yi Zhonghai with a backhand spoon. "Zhuzi, you can't be too selfish!" Yi Zhonghai covered his swollen face and roared, but he saw He Yuzhu's silver needle in his left hand piercing Jia Dongxu's hand that stole food, and the spatula in his right hand carved out the steel seal of the special chef certificate of the steel rolling mill. That night, the deaf old lady's cough was cured by acupuncture, and the fragrance of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall simmering on the stove filled half of the alley - it was a soup made with the tears of Silly Zhu's previous life.