Shaanxi Cai Ge

In rural Shaanxi in 2025, 36-year-old Zhang Ying lives like a pile of mud. I worked as a waiter, worked in an electronics factory, carried steel bars at a construction site, and ran a night market stall. I finally saved up money to open a small supermarket, but during the epidemic, I lost all my money and was saddled with a foreign debt of more than 800,000 yuan. His father is in bed with advanced lung cancer, and his mother needs medicine for rheumatoid arthritis. Her 7-year-old son, Zhang Xiaoying, is blocked at the school gate because he cannot pay his tuition. His relatives avoid him like a plague, and he doesn't even have a friend around him who can speak the truth. But even though he was being rubbed in the mud by life, Zhang Ying looked at the photos of his wife and children on the wall, with an unwillingness to admit defeat in his eyes - he always felt that good days should not be like this. After waking up from a high fever, Zhang Ying found himself lying on the earthen kang in 2007. There was a yellowed "Slam Dunk" poster on the wall, and the calendar stopped at his 18th birthday. What made him even more ecstatic was that he had a "space value-added system" in his mind: put the 10 yuan in your hand into the space, and when you take it out, it becomes 20 yuan; you go in with a steamed bun, and you can hold out two steaming buns; but the system has fatal limitations: the barcodes of the copied money are exactly the same, and if you spend a large amount, you will be trapped; only physical copies are flawless, and gold cannot be copied. With the memory and space system from his previous life, Zhang Ying clenched his fists. He will use his foresight to start by relying on the materials "born" in the space, step by step to fill up the regrets of his previous life - and impress those who look down on him. Let the snowballing wealth crush Skoma's business territory,