Siheyuan: I Am a Cook and Have Some Personal Space

He Yuzhu not only traveled through time, but also brought a portable space with his own Lingquan Farm. Rolling mill chef? Serving a bunch of white-eyed wolves? The dogs won't do it! He Yuzhu resigned and used space materials to buy and sell on the black market, accumulating his first pot of gold. While the courtyard was still fighting over a pound of stick noodles, He Yuzhu was already devouring beef raised in Lingquan and drinking 1982 Lafite in the space. Yi Zhonghai: "Zhuzi, go back to the factory, everyone has lost weight." He Yuzhu: "What does it have to do with me?"