Xu Zhouyu transmigrated into the beast-filled courtyard-house neighborhood more than three months ago and has officially become a steel mill worker, riding his old-fashioned bicycle to and from work every day.
Ding! Has he awakened a System?
Xu Zhouyu suddenly realizes that in this city of Beijing, there are treasures everywhere, dazzling and abundant!
An old bowl nobody wants by the roadside? A Qianlong-era imperial kiln piece!
A worn-out padded jacket Third Auntie doesn’t want? He takes it, then turns around and sells it for a hundred yuan!
Third Auntie: “Xiao Xu, you’re giving up your steel mill job to collect junk?”
Qin Huairu: “Fighting old men and women for scraps? Aren’t you embarrassed?”
Xu Damao: “Xiao Xu, I don’t mean to be harsh, but you’re going nowhere like this. No wonder women aren’t interested in you.”
Xu Zhouyu: Everyone else is drunk while I alone am sober. These are all treasures! They’re worth a fortune!
Twenty years later, everyone is caught up in the wave of layoffs.
Xu Zhouyu is already lounging on a mountain of gold and silver, humming a tune with a young woman in his arms, living the good life!
It's too short! Write more! Suspicious! Come on! Thank you!
It's objective and clear enough. It's a good book.
The artistic conception is strong and the integration is natural. The language is concise and in place, which is already very good!
Come on come on come on come on