A Guide to Getting Rich by Signing up in the 1960S

I was originally an ordinary social worker in modern times, but I encountered an inexplicable white light on my way home from overtime work. Then I opened my eyes and found myself in a dilapidated adobe house from the 1960s. The furnishings in the house were simple, and I was still wearing patched coarse cloth clothes. Fragments of unfamiliar memories poured into my mind.