No System, no transmigration, no golden finger, just sheer grit and a willingness to claw his way up, no matter the cost.
During the Guangxu era, Shaanxi and Gansu were in turmoil, beset by one disaster after another. Zhao Changkui fled famine and settled on Pingtang Plateau. He farmed the land of the wealthy landlord Master Li and lived in a cave dwelling dug into the loess cliffs. But he always carried a smoldering resentment in his heart, a yellowed family genealogy tucked against his chest, and five strapping sons growing up at his knees. In a chaotic age, an outsider wanted to make something of himself on this stretch of loess, to build a household of his own.
Very good book