Transmigration: My Romance in Red

After a night of heavy drinking, Xiangzi woke up to find he had transmigrated to Year 3 of the Xinhua Kingdom.

As he lived through the era himself, he came to understand more and more deeply what it meant to be “poor and starting from scratch.” He also grew ever more amazed by the miracle of the Xinhua Kingdom’s transformation, in just a few short decades, into the country of later generations.

“No one understands how remarkable this is better than I do!” Wen Xiang thought. Then he looked up and spotted a familiar figure. Isn’t that the kid from Old Li’s place at the end of the alley? That face... Wait, is that you, Kuiyong?