I Wanted to Get Rich, and Ended Up Saving the World Along the Way

With classes suspended at university, I just wanted to go home for a visit. Something exploded on the way, and I somehow died and was reborn in another world as an eight-year-old child. My age isn't the point.

The point is, this world seems to have magic. According to my memories, almost everyone can use it.

Each person can use magic of one attribute. The six types are fire, water, wind, earth, body enhancement, and healing. The amount of magic one can use determines how powerful a spell they can cast.

How am I supposed to become filthy rich without a golden finger?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.