The Red-Hot Years, Starting as an Electrician

Chapter 23: Submitting articles to foreign journals to earn royalties. They're courting disaster by relying on foreign connections!

Food has an aroma, especially in a small courtyard house. The neighbors can smell what you cook every day, whether you eat meat or not. A first-class worker, with four younger siblings, eating refined grains every day and occasionally meat—where did the ration coupons come from?

My son starved to death after I saved so much money.

Who was the protagonist before his rebirth? He casually wrote a math paper? Did he learn it after his rebirth? That paper... Even a modern math PhD wouldn't understand it. It feels like he inexplicably wrote three math papers.

What's wrong with contemporary historical fiction these days?

We need to buy food, or we won't survive those three years. Don't wait until autumn, or we won't be able to buy any then.

Historical fiction without a "golden finger" (a special ability or cheat code) is just empty boasting. If a modern person were to travel back in time, they would be doomed without such a cheat code.

So much money and he let his wife die and his child go hungry! Don't even mention needing tickets; the price is higher without them. Forget it, I'm not used to it.

Without any cheats or hacks, what's the point of watching it?

With so much money in hand, why not go and become a factory worker? Even without going to university, you're still a talented person.