De Volta aos Anos 80: Enriquecendo a Partir do Sábio Amarelo

In the early hours of November 23, 1979, Qin Jun was once again awakened by the biting cold.

Gazing at the dark, low, drafty house, he suddenly realized that he was back in his old home from decades ago.

He had been back in this time for quite a while now and had already figured out why he had returned to being fourteen years old.

According to his memories, his future life was a cycle of working—either laboring or on the way to labor.

In the 1970s, he worked for the collective; in the 1980s and 1990s, he worked for private businesses, individual proprietors, or contractors.

After the turn of the millennium, he was screwing bolts in foreign-invested factories.

Later, when the economy worsened, even those jobs disappeared.

In desperation, he went to the century-old renowned gun-making village at the India-Pakistan border to make money.

With his strong mechanical skills, he earned money easily, and quickly made a fortune.

However, after earning one million, he wanted two million; finally, he decided to make ten million before retiring and living a quiet life.

Unexpectedly, after walking down so many dark paths, he was suddenly thrown back to the late 1970s.

Half a month had passed since his rebirth in 2024, yet he still found it hard to adjust to the cold of this era.

Huddled under the blanket, he looked out through the single-pane window at the sky; it must be around three or four in the morning.

There was no way around it—in this time, when communication was mostly shouting, a rural fourteen-yea