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  1. Siheyuan: Getting Rich and Lying Flat from the Start in 1948 四合院:1948年开局暴富躺平 Male-Channel Fanfiction179k WordsOngoing Song Ziming transmigrates to Shanghai in 1948, but the System won't activate until he reaches a Beijing courtyard house. To make matters worse, it's the [Leisure System]. Song Ziming is at a loss. With a System focused on enjoying life, wouldn't it be better to flee to Hong Kong? Make some money, live in a mansion, take a few more concubines, flirt with movie stars, play cards, go out to sea, visit Macao, or even travel abroad. The world is so big, why not go around and have some fun? Isn't that 514kReads7.7Score70.6kShelves
  2. Siheyuan: In 1948, I Flee to Beijing from the Start 四合院:1948开局先逃难北京 Male-Channel Fanfiction602k WordsCompleted In 1948, war engulfed the Central Plains. The young Chen Shouye struggles to survive in a world in chaos, fighting landlords, hiding supplies, battling bandits, and fleeing to Beijing. He unexpectedly discovers that he is in the world of a period drama. Once peace returns, watch him learn skills and secure an identity in this era, travel around the country and expand his personal domain, outwit his neighbors in daily life, serve his country at the turn of the century, then retire after achieving 67.7kReads6.5Score4.2kShelves
  3. From Siheyuan Scrap Dealer to the Good Life of a Tycoon 从四合院废品佬到首富的肆意人生 Male-Channel Fanfiction571k WordsCompleted Follow an orphaned boy through an extraordinary life as he uses his golden finger to hunt for treasure, stash gold, outwit the courtyard's schemers, and trade antiques, eventually becoming the richest man of the new millennium. Along the way, there are also passionate moments involving beautiful women and the assassination of secret agents. 5.4kReads6.2Score366Shelves
  4. Siheyuan: Behind the Scenes, I Made Xu Damao a Self-Made Millionaire 四合院:幕后把许大茂养成富一代 Male-Channel Fanfiction595k WordsOngoing His surname is Xu, and his name is Xiao. Wasn't he specifically picked out to be Xu Damao's son? Wait, how did he become Xu Damao's son? No way. He'd rather die than be his son. If he can convince Xu Damao to raise me while I'm little... I'll repay him with a life of riches later, and I can coast to success too. Being a rich second-generation kid would be great. "Uncle Xu, you wouldn't want word getting out about your late-night rendezvous with Widow Zhang, would you?" "..." "Y-You little brat, 5.3kReads8.0Score343Shelves
  5. Siheyuan: From Killer to Entertainment Mogul 四合院:从杀神到文娱大亨 Male-Channel Fanfiction298k WordsCompleted A young man who has just graduated is punched to death by Silly Zhu. His soul from a later generation transmigrates into the original owner’s body. After the notorious Number 95 Courtyard forces the original owner to move to the countryside, to the border between China, Mongolia, and the Soviet Union, he uses his golden finger to loot the courtyard and kill off all the troublemakers living there. In the early part of the story, he uses his pocket dimension to travel between countries and reap en 2.3kReads6.0Score120Shelves
  6. Reborn in 1980: Rising from the Ground Up by Risking It All 重生1980从下海搏命开始崛起 Urban505k WordsCompleted Reborn, he returns to tear into his awful relatives. Determined not to repeat his past mistakes, he promptly takes a little sampan out to sea and goes to the Dragon King for a living. With his mental powers, one trip to sea yields as much as ten trips for anyone else. Starting out in Hong Kong, he slowly builds his own oceangoing fleet, with fishing and shipwreck salvage providing the resources he needs to get started. No capital? His awakened mental powers let him accurately detect what lies be 1.9kReads—Score157Shelves
  7. I'm a Cultural Relic Restorer Who Specializes in Haunted Antiques 我,文物修复师,专修闹鬼老物件 Mystery227k WordsCompleted Lin Xiangbei returns to 1993 and becomes a temporary worker at an antiques shop. He thinks he’ll spend the rest of his life scraping by repairing broken pots, until he discovers that the old grandfather clock in his rented room strikes thirteen times every night… On the thirteenth chime, something in the room always comes to life. Scissors fly, thermoses spray, and bedsheets roll themselves into balls. The pretty widow from the tailor shop next door pounds on his door in tears. “My sewing machin 67Reads—Score—Shelves