As night fell, the lights in the courtyard gradually went out, and only a faint light came through a window of the east wing.

The light shone on the table in the room. He Yuzhu was sitting in front of the table with a book in his hand. His fingertips ran across the pages, making a rustling sound.

His eyes were fixed on the words in the book, and he was concentrating on learning the knowledge in the book.

Yu Shui sat quietly opposite, holding a colorful picture book in her hands, her eyes flashing with curiosity, and she let out slight exclamations from time to time, deeply attracted by the plot of the book.

As the night grew darker, He Yuzhu woke up from his studies, looked away from the pages of the book, took out the pocket watch from his pocket, and looked at the time in the light.

He looked at the time and realized it was getting late. He put a bookmark on the book in his hand, closed the cover, and said to Yu Shui: "Yu Shui, it's late at night. It's time to go to bed. I'll continue reading tomorrow."

When Yu Shui heard his words, she pouted and reluctantly put down the picture book in her hand, with a gleam of unwillingness in her eyes.

She suddenly had an idea, looked at He Yuzhu slyly, and whispered, "Brother, don't close the door tomorrow. I'll come to your room and continue watching."

He Yuzhu looked at her with amusement, she was really a smart kid. He shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "Your abacus is so loud that even the people in the front building can hear it. Just take the book in your hand and go back to sleep!"

Seeing that her little plan had failed, Yu Shui walked over to He Yu Zhu and pleaded expectantly, "Brother, can you give me a few more books at the back?"

He Yuzhu felt his scalp tingling as he watched her act like a spoiled child. He could only compromise and said, "I'm afraid of you. Go get a few books yourself and then go back to bed obediently!"

When Yu Shui heard that He Yuzhu agreed to her request, she immediately smiled, turned around and ran happily to get the picture book.

She quickly picked out a few picture books, ran out of the room and disappeared into the night.

The early morning sunlight shines through the window of Fengze Garden's kitchen and onto the clean and tidy counter.

He Yuzhu stood in front of the table, his expression focused, and he kept thinking about the knowledge of food carving that he had learned when he upgraded his skills. He took a deep breath and picked up the knife skillfully.

He Yuzhu was very skilled in cutting. He turned his wrist slightly, and the knife flashed, quickly and accurately drawing delicate lines on the radish.

Soon, the outline of a little rabbit gradually appeared on the radish and began to take shape.

As the knife in He Yuzhu's hand continued to fly, the little rabbit became more lifelike, and details such as the ears and tail were carefully carved out.

When the last piece of radish fell off, only a lifelike radish rabbit remained on the chopping board. He Yuzhu put down the knife in his hand and looked at his work with satisfaction.

"Wow~ Zhuzi, this move of yours is really eye-catching!"

He Yuzhu was admiring his carefully crafted work when he suddenly heard a warm greeting.

He looked up and saw Wang Shihe walking towards him with a smile on his face. He immediately responded, "Master Wang, you are too kind! I was just practicing casually, it's not worth mentioning."

Wang Shihe waved his hand, interrupting He Yuzhu's humble words: "Enough, excessive modesty is pride. When I was your age, I was still cutting the mound honestly."

There was a hint of self-mockery in his words, but also admiration for He Yuzhu's cooking skills.

"Actually, I came to you today because I have something to discuss with you." Wang Shihe changed the subject and said seriously, "I have already discussed it with Shopkeeper Luan. I have a nephew coming over next month. Please help me take care of him."

After Wang Shihe finished speaking, he stared at He Yuzhu, as if waiting for his response.

When He Yuzhu heard Wang Shihe's words, he was confused, but after thinking for a while, he replied, "Of course I have no problem. But you know, I only do half the job."

Wang Shihe smiled and waved his hand, saying, "That's fine. He just came from the countryside and is not familiar with the place. You just need to help him get used to it. Sometimes I can't take care of him."

He Yuzhu understood after hearing this and nodded, "Okay, since you said so. I promise to take good care of you."

When Wang Shihe heard that he had agreed, he smiled with satisfaction. He stepped forward and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder, thanking him and saying, "Zhuzi, I'll leave this matter to you."

He Yuzhu watched Wang Shihe leave, thinking that doing this kind of free thing and making friends with the master chef Wang Shihe might come in handy someday.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for a break. He Yuzhu took out the picture book again. He examined each illustration, feeling the smooth lines of the characters.

He picked up a pen and began to copy in his notebook, using the drawing techniques he learned from the book to carefully depict the characters in the illustrations.

Gradually, the imitated characters in the notebook seemed to have some interest, and he gradually immersed himself in his own imitation practice.

At this time, Wang Yiren passed by the porch and saw He Yuzhu writing and drawing on the little man again. He was very curious.

He walked closer and saw that He Yuzhu was copying the illustrations in the comic book. He couldn't help but ask, "Zhuzi, why are you thinking about this comic book again recently?

I see that your food carvings are changing every day recently, can this help improve it?"

When He Yuzhu heard Wang Yiren's question, he raised his head and explained with a smile: "Brother Wang, don't you think the illustrations in these comic books are very beautiful?"

Seeing Wang Yiren nod in approval, he pointed to the drawing paper in his hand and continued, "I can learn more about line application techniques by copying these character illustrations.

Now that you have the composition in your mind and the knife in your hand is steady, won't your skills improve quickly? "

Wang Yiren suddenly understood after hearing this, and nodded in praise: "So that's it! Zhuzi, you are very talented, and you still spend so much time to improve yourself. I really admire you!"

He Yuzhu laughed and replied, "Brother Wang, didn't I tell you this little trick? You can also try to learn some painting tricks, maybe it will bring you some unexpected gains."

After hearing this, Wang Yiren was filled with gratitude and nodded repeatedly to express his gratitude.

As the sun sets, a golden afterglow is cast across the sky.

He Yuzhu was riding his bicycle on his way home. He summoned the interface with a thought, glanced at the skill bar, and was delighted that his wrestling skill could be upgraded today.

Thinking that tomorrow would be a day off, I might go out for a trade to make up for the empty wallet from buying comic books.

As he thought about this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he rode his bike quickly towards the courtyard.

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