A Siheyuan Commoner Rewinds Time and Quietly Amasses a Fortune

When he woke up, Xuan Qingshi had become a new resident of Courtyard No. 95 on Nanluoguxiang.

Looking at the Moral Sage Yi Zhonghai, the human abacus Yan Bugui, the necromancer Jia Zhangshi, the simp battle god Silly Zhu, and the rest...

He laughed. This wasn't Love in the Courtyard at all. It was a courtyard full of beasts!

Fortunately, he'd also brought along the Eye of Wealth, which gave him an in-depth understanding of price trends for the next several decades.

While everyone in the courtyard was still scheming over a pound of cornmeal,

Xuan Qingshi had already earned his first fortune by trading for a few stamps that had cost him only a few cents.

While Xu Damao was still showing off the local goods he'd gotten by screening films in the countryside,

Xuan Qingshi's warehouse was stacked with crates of Moutai and heaps of Fenjiu. Phoenix bicycle coupons were just good for propping up a table leg.

The courtyard beasts were red-eyed and trying to guilt-trip him, hoping to mooch off his wealth?

Xuan Qingshi immediately reported them: "Officer, I suspect they're coveting strategic national supplies!"

Silly Zhu wants to get physical over the widowed Qin?

Xuan Qingshi simply flashed his connections at the subdistrict office: "Go on, try it. You still want to keep that iron rice bowl in the canteen?"

Gradually, Qin Huairu notices that whenever she gets close to Xuan Qingshi's home, she can smell the kind of meat that makes her legs go weak.

Lou Xiao'e realizes that her new neighbor doesn't look at her with pity. Instead, he looks at her as if she's a treasure... whose value is about to soar?

This is a lighthearted story about using foresight in a fiery era to stockpile supplies, teach the courtyard beasts a lesson, and change plenty of regrets along the way.