Siheyuan: No Spatial System, a Ten-Thousand-Yuan Household from the Start

[No System] [No inventory space] [Pure wish fulfillment] [Heavy on the ruthlessness] [No scumbag gets spared] Chen Ping'an, an ordinary man from 2025, got unbelievably lucky and transmigrated to 1961. He became Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and he doesn't even have a System. How's he supposed to survive? No money? No problem. Yi Zhonghai has money. I'll extort ten thousand from him to start with! And break his thumb so it never heals. No place to live? No big deal. Silly Zhu has three main rooms. Hand them over! Take your sister and get out of my house. Old Deafie: You little brat! You think you can extort the man who's supposed to look after me? I'll beat you to death! Chen Ping'an: Officer, I'd like to report an anti-revolutionary in our courtyard. She's a warlord's concubine. Qin Huairu: Ping'an, please! Sister Qin hasn't seen what white rice porridge looks like in three months. Just one bite, please? Chen Ping'an: You want porridge? Go work as a half-door girl. You'll get enough to eat till you're stuffed. Jia Zhangshi: You eat meat and won't give any to my family? Believe me, I'll report you for speculating on the black market! Chen Ping'an: Go ahead. If you don't, you're a dog. Director Wang: Chen Ping'an, someone reported that your meat came from an illegal source. If you can't prove otherwise, you'll have to pay a ten-yuan fine. Chen Ping'an: Here, take these ten yuan. Now I'd like to report that everyone in this courtyard, myself included, has bought grain on the black market. It's your turn to collect their fines, Director Wang. I can show you the way. -- Neighbors: Jia Zhangshi, get out here! If you don't pay back my fine today, I'll burn your house down!