"Which wicked son stole my chicken?”
"Can I eat you to death? Can you die of hunger?"
"You'll be able to ascend to heaven tomorrow after eating, right?”
"After you finish eating, you can bury them tomorrow, right?”
"You're going to the crematorium tomorrow, right?”
……
Ye Zhao was in a daze when he was woken up by a commotion.
"Who the f * ck doesn't sleep at night and keeps shouting?”
He subconsciously cursed.
Then, he was suddenly stunned.
Ye Zhao suddenly realized that he wasn't sleeping in his own room at all.
It looked like a refugee camp.
The walls and the roof were all plastered with newspapers.
There were torn edges of something like a mouse.
Or a hole poked out by a finger.
The dark yellow earth wall would be revealed inadvertently.
There was a photo of the leader leaning against the red sun by the window.
He was lying on a heated bed.
At the top of the Kang, there was a Kang Qin.
The Kang Qin was actually a piece of furniture used to place the bedding.
He happened to be sleeping on the other side of the fire bed.
Just as Ye Zhao was in a daze.
The blanket in the middle of the room squirmed.
A sleepy head popped out.
"Brother ~"
She opened her mouth slightly, looking like she had just woken up.
He saw Ye Zhao beside him.
She turned over and fell asleep again.
However, under the blanket, there was actually a little fellow.
However, this little fellow was sleeping soundly and did not react at all.
He could not help but pinch himself.
It hurt!
The calendar hanging under the Chief's photo, July 20, 1974!
It wasn't a printing error.
The entire calendar was from 1974.
He finally confirmed one thing. He had been reborn!
The two little fellows on the bed were both his younger sisters.
According to the calendar year, one was six years old and the other was three years old.
As for himself, he was sixteen.
Memories that had long been silent gradually surged into his mind.
At this time, he had just graduated from junior high school and was unemployed at home.
His father was the workshop director of a state-owned clothing factory.
His mother was inside as a canteen employee.
His father's salary should be ninety-nine yuan.
His mother only had 32.50 yuan.
Ye Zhao was a little speechless.
It was only 1974, not long after the computer was invented.
Not to mention the promotion of civilian use to the Internet.
Real estate was even worse. At this time, the state still had to allocate the houses.
1974 was still a special year.
Basically, he could do nothing.
Even if it was opened in 1979, there were still five years left!
Ye Zhao was a little unwilling.
Just as Ye Zhao's heart was in a dilemma, a voice suddenly barged into his ears.
"The system is activating!"
"Host has been bound!"
"The initial system reward has been issued!”
"Congratulations, host, for obtaining the Mountain and River State Painting!”
"Congratulations to user for obtaining the Art of Rejuvenation!”
The system's voice rang out.
Ye Zhao couldn't help but feel happy at that time. He had been reborn and transmigrated into a golden finger.
This was the payment.
Ye Zhao focused his attention on the Art of Rejuvenation.
A new message suddenly appeared in his mind.
After he accepted it, he was overjoyed.
Art of Rejuvenation definitely couldn't move from the city to fantasy.
However, regular cultivation could expand one's potential.
Exploiting the limits of the human body, it has the effect of prolonging life.
He was very satisfied with this cultivation technique.
"The host has completed the acquisition."
"Creating a mission for the host."
At this moment, the system's voice appeared again.
Ye Zhao understood in his heart. It was a routine. He began to issue missions.
"The mission has been generated."
"Host, please survive until 1979!”
"The second phase of the mission will begin after 1979!”
"Before completing the first phase of the mission, the system will no longer appear.”
The system's electronic voice issued the mission emotionlessly.
However, it confused Ye Zhao.
What did he mean by successfully surviving until 1979?
"System!"
"System?"
Ye Zhao shouted a few times, but there was no reaction at all.
……
Ye Zhao could only turn to study this Mountain River State Painting.
This thing was an elegant ancient map that directly appeared in his mind.
With a thought, he approached.
Instantly, his vision blurred.
Ye Zhao appeared in a completely unfamiliar space.
This space was very big, like a small grassland.
Not far from Ye Zhao, there was a well.
Just by getting close, traces of refreshing aura fused into his limbs and bones, making him feel extremely comfortable.
"Could it be a spiritual spring?"
Ye Zhao's eyes lit up. He fetched some water from the well and took a sip.
Awesome!
It was refreshing!
He could feel a warm energy flowing through his body.
Good stuff!
Wasn't the Art of Rejuvenation the best support?
While drinking the spiritual spring water, he practiced the Art of Rejuvenation.
Cultivating in the spirit spring, his progress was very fast.
Not long after, Ye Zhao clenched his fist and felt an extremely abundant power.
Ye Zhao was completely confident that he could defeat an ordinary boxer in one go.
In short, it was comfortable and refreshing!
Apart from that, Ye Zhao also discovered that there were many creatures living on this grassland.
For example, pheasants, rabbits, and wild boars.
This discovery made Ye Zhao ecstatic!
One had to know that at this time, a family only had eight taels of meat every month.
Generally, no one was willing to use it.
He would only take out his savings during the new year.
In a year, it was possible to gain eight or nine catties and have a good New Year.
His wild goods were all meat.
Moreover, Ye Zhao also found ginseng and other herbs on the grasslands.
Extremely old!
Hu ~
He definitely didn't lack food.
Furthermore!
These were all resources!
He let out a long breath. Resources were resources.
However, he had no idea how to turn it into something practical.
However, he had to extract the things inside.
He could do it with just a thought.
Everything in the State Painting was under his control.
The moment he logged out of the system, his gaze suddenly fell on the Kang Qin.
An old purple clay teapot…
Antiques!
Ye Zhao's eyes lit up!
Ghost market!
There were many old nobles in Ice City who had been lured over by the previous dynasty.
Among the old nobles.
They had a lot of wealth in their hands.
When the last emperor came out of the palace.
Those antiques had supported him for many years.
Some of the old lords and princes.
There were many family treasures at home.
These people had always been used to living a life of luxury.
During special times, in order to live comfortably.
The old and the young gathered together to start a ghost market.
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