I'm from the Late Ming Dynasty

Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer. The wind blows from the south and makes the palaces and pavilions slightly cool. I am a person who has lived for five hundred years. Although I have been sleeping for four hundred and seventy years, I can still be regarded as an antique, right? When I woke up, I found that the world had changed. The war and man-made disasters were gone. The tigers, leopards, and jackals that everyone feared had become protected animals that everyone loved. What was running on the road were not horses and carriages, but iron boxes with weird lines. The transmission of sounds for thousands of miles was no longer a myth. There was even an iron bird in the sky that people could ride on. By the way, that thing seemed to be called an airplane. I was a little doubtful, wondering if I was dead or still alive? Where is this human world? Isn't this where the legendary gods live? Well, now I know that I am alive. The hunger I have not experienced in four hundred years makes me understand the current situation. What should I do if I have no money? Easy to handle! It's just a matter of selling the used tea bowl. It's even easier if you don't have a place to live. We are Qi practitioners, so we can eat, drink, and drink. We can just find a cave to solve it, right?