In Beijing in 1958, in a crowded courtyard beside Nanluoguxiang, a frail young man opened his eyes amid hunger and cold.
His name was Lin Yue, or more accurately, the owner of this body was called Lin Yue. As for him, he was a third-year university student from the twenty-first century, a top-tier social butterfly who ruled the roost in campus clubs. At this moment, he was lying on a drafty earthen kang, so hungry his belly was pressed against his spine, with nothing but bones on his frame.
He had also brought along a golden finger System called the "Blue Star E-Commerce (Fusion Edition)."
This System didn't sell martial arts manuals or raise cultivation levels. It did just one thing: cross-temporal e-commerce trading.
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