Siheyuan: Oh No, Silly Zhu Has Developed a Brain!

The heavy snow sealed the doors, and the space beneath the bridge was bitterly cold. In his previous life, He Yuzhu drained his savings to support the Jia family, treating Banggeng like his own son. In the end, the ungrateful brat kicked him out, and he froze to death on the street without even seeing his younger sister one last time!

He opened his eyes and found himself back in 1959.

Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-grade worker, held his enamel mug and put on a sanctimonious face. "Zhuzi, give your wrist a little shake when serving the food. Save the Jia family some rations, and Huairu will remember your kindness."

He Yuzhu slammed his palm down, smashing the Eight Immortals table, and roared loud enough to shake the three courtyards. "You call yourself First Master? How dare you tell a cook to steal workers' rations and undermine socialism!"

From the start, he flipped the table and forced the so-called paragon of virtue to pay the entire courtyard in eggs, leaving his reputation in tatters!

His God of Cooking System awakened, granting him a luxurious kitchen he could carry with him, stocked with every kind of top-grade ingredient!

He got a short haircut, changed into a crisp Sun Yat-sen suit, handed out Big Front Gate cigarettes, and befriended the security department. Factory Director Li personally gave him a Flying Pigeon bicycle ticket!

The aroma of braised pork filled the entire courtyard. Jia Zhangshi was so tempted she bumped into the doorframe, while Qin Huairu showed up with the family's enormous heirloom bowl, pretending to be pitiful.

He Yuzhu coldly bolted the door. "I'd feed my meat to a dog before giving your Jia family a single bite!"

In this life, he'll eat sumptuous meals every day and spoil his sister rotten, steal the lovely Yu Li away, and make the bloodsucking birds of the courtyard clutch their heads and weep in the famine, wishing they were dead!