Courtyard House: I fish in the heavens, a professional bird abuser.

"Aid Korea! Get up!"

The third auntie's face was full of smiles, and her voice was flattering. "Quick, while it's hot! It's freshly made fish head soup! It's the most nourishing! I skimmed off the oil and added ginger slices, so there's no fishy smell at all! You should try it!" As she spoke, she handed the large bowl to He Yuanchao.

Yan Jiecheng quickly added, "Yes, Brother Yuanchao, my mom cooked it for ages, getting up before dawn to prepare it. This soup is incredibly delicious!"

"Yes, yes, we didn't even have a sip of water, we were just waiting for you to get up!" Yan Jiefang quickly chimed in, taking credit for the task.

Looking at the bowl of fish soup in front of him, which was full of sincerity, He Yuanchao understood perfectly.

The fish originally belonged to them; the Yan family was merely using it as a gift to curry favor.

However, this "sensible" and "sensible" attitude is quite rare in the current courtyard house where enemies are on all sides.

He took it casually; it was warm to the touch, and the aroma filled his nostrils—it was indeed well-cooked.

"Thank you for your hard work, Auntie. Your cooking is excellent, it smells wonderful."

He Yuanchao smiled faintly and casually offered a compliment.

This one sentence made the three aunts and the Yan brothers beam with joy, as if all their hard work had been worthwhile.

"I'm glad you like it! I'm glad you like it!" The three aunties rubbed their hands together, beaming with joy.

He Yuanchao, holding a bowl, casually glanced towards the central courtyard and saw Jia Zhangshi clinging to the door frame, her triangular eyes blazing with resentment and jealousy as she stared intently at the fish soup in his hand.

Yan Bugui also came out of the front house, holding his precious broken fishing rod, ready to try his luck at Shichahai - although the results were poor yesterday, He Yuanchao's miracle gave him endless motivation.

Upon seeing He Yuanchao, Yan Bugui immediately put on a warm and enthusiastic smile:

"Yuanchao! Good morning! Oh, having fish soup? It smells delicious! It's really delicious! Auntie's cooking is top-notch!"

He took two steps closer, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of pride and boasting, "Those fish from yesterday, Auntie has already started preparing them, she's even rubbed them with salt! Don't worry, she'll make sure they're thoroughly smoked, golden and glistening!"

He Yuanchao nodded: "Yes, thank you for your hard work, Auntie." He glanced at the Yan brothers, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang, staring longingly at the bowl in his hand. Although the bowl contained fish soup, they were more tempted by something else, and a thought struck him.

With a slight thought, the case of Arctic Ocean soda in the system space was quietly taken out and two bottles were automatically placed in the room.

"To resolve, to liberate,"

He Yuanchao entered the room and handed over two bottles of Arctic Ocean soda with a prominent polar bear logo and condensation on the bottle. "Here, have a taste."

"The...Arctic Ocean?!"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes widened instantly, and his voice cracked!

This thing is a rare find in Beijing!

Bottled in glass, this sparkling sweet drink is a hundred times better than sugar water!

One bottle costs more than ten cents, and it's often out of stock!

The two brothers might not even be willing to drink once a year!

Yan Jiefang was so excited that his hands trembled as he carefully took the cool, smooth glass bottle, feeling its refreshing chill as if he were holding a priceless treasure! "Brother Yuanchao! This...this is too precious! We..."

"Take this, it's hot, it'll help you cool down."

He Yuanchao spoke casually, as if he were giving out two bowls of cold boiled water.

"Hey! Thank you, Brother Yuanchao! Thank you, Brother Yuanchao!"

The two brothers were so excited that they were incoherent, bowing repeatedly to He Yuanchao, their faces overflowing with flattery and admiration.

This is Arctic Ocean water! The guy from North Korea just casually gave me two bottles! So generous! Absolutely so!

Following a boss like this means you get to eat meat and drink soda! It's worth it!

This scene, like a red-hot iron, was fiercely branded into Jia Zhangshi's eyes!

Looking at the grateful and smug faces of the Yan brothers, then at He Yuanchao's nonchalant and casual attitude, and then thinking about his grandson lying in the hospital with his life hanging in the balance, and the astronomical medical bills...

A surge of evil fire, a mixture of overwhelming jealousy, deep-seated resentment, and despair, suddenly rushed to the top of her head!

"Pah! You lowly scum! Your whole family are sluts who lick slut horns! You've lost all shame for a couple of sips of filthy soup and a couple of bottles of filthy water! You've disgraced your ancestors for eighteen generations! Drink up! Drink yourselves to death! I hope you get the plague and cholera and your whole family is wiped out! Old Jia! Open your eyes! Kill these shameless beasts!"

Madam Jia could no longer hold back. She slapped her thigh and, with all her might, uttered the most vicious curse. Her voice was as sharp as a night owl's and echoed throughout the entire front courtyard.

Yan Bugui's smile froze instantly, turning ashen.

The Yan brothers, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiefang, glared angrily, wishing they could rush up and tear the old woman's mouth apart.

But He Yuanchao's indifferent gaze swept over them, carrying an invisible pressure that immediately silenced the two brothers.

He Yuanchao didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, as if Jia Zhangshi were just a noisy fly.

He slowly finished the last sip of the delicious fish soup and handed the empty bowl to the third aunt: "It tasted good, thank you, third aunt."

Then he nodded to Yan Bugui, "Third Uncle, I'm going to the factory."

After saying that, he walked straight to the brand-new, gleaming Forever brand 28-inch motorcycle by the wall, straddled it with his long legs, and sat down with a dashing air.

Sunlight shone on the handlebars and spokes, reflecting a dazzling light that made it hard to open one's eyes.

Just as He Yuanchao was about to board the bicycle and set off, the cold yet familiar mechanical voice in his mind suddenly rang out like heavenly music:

[Ding! Detected that the host has initially established prestige in the courtyard, gaining the respect and dependence of some residents (Yan Bugui, Third Aunt, Yan Jiecheng, Yan Jiefang), achieving the achievement—[Having a Small following]!]

[Achievement Reward: Fishing Attempts +3!]

[Current fishing attempts: 3! Use now?]

He Yuanchao's heart skipped a beat! An uncontrollable gleam of surprise flashed in his eyes!

Achievement System! It turns out that in the unique environment of the courtyard house, winning people's hearts and building prestige can trigger achievements and grant extra fishing opportunities! This is a wonderful surprise! And he got three rewards at once! Adding the two he received this morning (already used), he can fish a total of five times today!

"Use it immediately!" He Yuanchao gave the order in his mind without hesitation.

Good things should be snapped up as soon as possible!

He naturally gripped the brakes and stopped the car. He then said to Yan Bugui and the others who were glaring at him in the direction of Jia Zhangshi, "Third Uncle, you all go ahead with your work. I forgot to take something, so I'm going back to my room."

His tone was calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Okay! Yuanchao, you go ahead with your work!" Yan Bugui quickly responded, forcing a smile back onto his face.

The Yan brothers quickly composed themselves and bowed and scraped before He Yuanchao.

He Yuanchao pushed the cart, turned around and went back to his small side room, closing the door behind him.

This shielded them from Jia Zhangshi's incessant cursing and the complex gazes of the Yan family members.

The room was dimly lit.

With a thought, He Yuanchao instantly conjured the mysterious fishing rod flowing with the restrained light of stars in his sea of ​​consciousness! A point of silver light flashed rapidly at the tip of the rod!

"Let's start fishing!"

hum!

The first cast!

The fishing line is taut, and the silver hook disappears into the void!

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