MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 1 My life skills proficiency

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 Chapter 1 My Life Skills Proficiency

 When Zhou An woke up, he had a large iron sword at his waist.

  缁衣.

 Black hat.

 Boots.

Chaotic memories flooded into his mind, and Zhou An knew that he had traveled through time.

 Now, it has been ten years since the Great Chu Kingdom.

His current identity is that of a policeman in armored clothes in Anding County, Dachu State.

 In my previous life, I lived alone, and I was very good at cooking.

Colleagues said goodbye to each other, and the building was empty.

 After grinding for a while, he returned to the chopping board after the blade reflected light.

Of course, Zhou An succeeded in living alone in the end.

Zhou An bought half a catty of pork belly at the butcher shop, but he didn’t let the stall owner cut it into minced meat, nor did he perform a show of uprooting a weeping willow.

 The sun sets, after dusk.

 When cutting meat, you should follow the texture of the meat. This will not only make it easy to cut, but also prevent it from falling apart.

 “Son of the system?”

It's located in a remote place, but it's still a nest.

 Still no sound.

 Zhou An's house is in a remote lane, and there are very few people living here.

 “Buy something and go home and cook.”

Having no place to live, I lived shamelessly in Zhou An's house.

Zhou An’s predecessor also suffered from splitting headaches. Every time his aunt was asked to move out, her aunt would cry, make trouble, and hang herself.

I went to the rice shop to buy some rice, and bargained with a vegetable vendor for a long time, and then I returned home with vegetables, meat and rice.

 Zhou An still felt a little headache and continued to sleep on the table.

"I have to take the exam for ten years. I won't talk about it for now. I'll drink some tea to relieve the hangover. I'll be relieved that you're fine. I'll read some books first."

 It has become a habit to come and go.

 “You have been taking the exam for three years and you still have to take the exam?” Zhou An refilled himself a cup of tea.

The way of death is quite dramatic, and even TV dramas would not dare to show it like this.

The police officers on the street are always on duty, and when it is not their turn, this is a tea and chat room.

 Neck fractures, spinal cord fractures.

Beside him, several colleagues were lying on the table, sleeping like dead pigs.

 Zhou An circled his hands and lay on the table, snoring gradually.

"system?"

This sleep lasts until the afternoon.

 To put it simply, it is a wage earner.

 This time you sleep, you will sleep until your leisure time.

 Just like working as a worker, the happiest time is always the weekend.

 A young detective brought tea and placed it next to Zhou An.

 The aunt died. While pretending to hang herself, she accidentally kicked off the stool and disappeared.

On the way home, I passed a small alley surrounded by various vendors.

 But that was the sword of the previous dynasty and could not kill the officials of this dynasty.

“Before time travel, I had no father and no mother. After time travel, I have no father and no mother. It’s absolutely impossible.”

And my current state can be described in five words.

“Lao Zhou, yesterday I boasted that I could drink a thousand glasses of wine, but today I slept later than anyone else.”

Emperor Xingwu reigned for ten years and abolished the rules of the previous dynasty. All people in Chu State could take the imperial examination, and the imperial examination was changed to an annual event.

Zhou An and Yu Hang walked to the gate of the county government office, and then Yu Hang left alone with the book in his arms.

The young detective's name is Yu Hang, and he is Zhou An's childhood friend. The two of them have been wearing crotchless pants for fun until now, and they even live as neighbors.

Zhou An combined the memories in his mind and found that strange things were very similar to ghosts in novels about his previous life.

Zhou An is still a little dizzy, and the dizziness after a hangover is the most uncomfortable.

The cries came and went.

 No money and no strength.

 Emperor Xingwu set up a town, Guisi, to manage Jianghu and Weiwei.

 After waking up in a daze, his colleagues woke up before him and were doing their own things.

 Strange, indescribable, weird and strange.

 The person living with him is his aunt.

no sound.

                                                                   

“I originally wanted to be a policeman, get a salary, get a wife and have children, but why do I feel so dangerous?”

 Both parents are dead, so it’s standard for time travel.

 There is nothing, life is like rootless duckweed.

Yu Hang patted Zhou An on the shoulder, walked to the corner and sat down, took out an old book from his arms, and read it with relish.

As the saying goes, people are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will get hungry.

There were also a circle of policemen lying around.

The kitchen knife was a bit dull and couldn't cut a piece for a long time. Zhou An could only pick up the whetstone and start sharpening the knife with water.

 Vegetable sellers, rice sellers, and oil sellers.

 Zhou An picked up the kitchen knife and dropped it on the pork.

 Scatters always make people happy.

 In short, it looks very dangerous.

“Okay, okay, I don’t know your drinking capacity yet. You go back today, I have to find the private school teacher.” Yu Hang waved his hand.

"do not care."

 —Chat and drink tea.

 This is what his parents left behind, and he does not live alone.

 Zhou An sat down expressionlessly, calling in his heart.

Yu Hang used his salary to smoothen his relationship and lived a very miserable life. Most of his salary was given to his private school teacher.     Every time after dispersing the value, secretly replenish the evil.

  "I just got cold. Normally I drink ten of you."

Zhou An walked towards his house.

According to the rules of the previous dynasty, those who were police officers could not take the imperial examination. Not only the police officers, but also many special professions could not take the exam.

 For a time, the style of writing prevailed.

Zhou An picked it up and drank it. It tasted ordinary and a bit bitter: "Lao Yu, you guys are holding my mouth while I drink it. Even the reincarnation of the Bacchus God can't hold it back."

For Yu Hang, being a policeman is just a side job. His real main job is to take the imperial examination and become an official.

 “Stop bragging, Lao Li, who drank two glasses of wine yesterday?”

Zhou An still did his best. After organizing his aunt's funeral, he was the only one left in the house.

 Zhou An rubbed his dizzy head and stood up with difficulty.

This move has tempted too many people.

 The sound of conversation was very loud.

 According to Zhou An's current salary, it's okay to go out for a quick meal from time to time, but he can't bear to go to a restaurant every now and then.

 No, at least he still has a staff, although it is the lowest level.

 Zhou An sorted out the memories in his mind for a while, and then realized that the world he traveled through this time was not simple.

Zhou An lit the oil lamp, washed the vegetables, meat and rice in the kitchen, and then put the meat on the chopping board.

 Hooking out the kitchen knife standing upright next to him, Zhou An was going to make some fried meat to try.

 The sharpened knife was sharper, and with a little effort, he cut off a piece of pork.

 The aunt is five feet tall, has a waist circumference of five feet, and has a face full of flesh.

 “System dad?”

He who just lives there and is still gesticulating, doing nothing all day long.

 After a period of confirmation, Zhou An was finally convinced that except for the standard configuration of time travel, there was nothing else.

Yesterday, I went to have a drink with some colleagues. Today I came here drunk and thought about squinting for a while, but ended up squinting to death.

 The wooden door was pushed open with a hoarse and unpleasant sound.

Many people don’t know how to cut meat. The cut meat is not only unsightly, but also very difficult to cut.

“Let’s go, Lao Zhou, let’s drink next time.”

 The market atmosphere rushes towards your face.

 In the ten years of Dachu, strange things happened all over the place.

 The complicated examination process has been abolished, and candidates only need to take the unified examination once a year, and will be personally appointed by the emperor based on their results.

 It was quiet.

Just when he was about to continue cutting, a line of text appeared in front of him, which stunned him on the spot.

 【Sword Skill lv.1:1/10000】

 (End of this chapter)

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