Baiyun Village.
On a sunny afternoon, the sunlight shone on this tranquil seaside fishing village, and a warm breeze blew by; everything looked so beautiful and harmonious.
"Ye Lao Er, you bastard, come out here! Spying on me while I'm taking a bath in broad daylight, have you no shame? You shameless scoundrel, be careful you don't get a sty if you peep on a woman taking a bath."
"I know you're in there. You have the nerve to look but not the nerve to open the door, huh? If you've got the guts, open the door and let me see you, you dog. You've climbed over the wall and even climbed into my house. You think I'm an easy target because I'm a widow? Don't you know who I am?"
"Let me tell you, I've seen more hair than you have hair."
Outside a dilapidated courtyard, the door was being kicked and banged loudly.
Ye Cheng sat speechlessly in the room, listening to the woman cursing outside the door.
As a senior executive at a Fortune 500 company, after working overtime for a month, he took a nap on his rare day off, but unexpectedly died suddenly in his sleep.
When he woke up, he found himself transported to the future and had become a stranger in 2002.
Ye Cheng, 22 years old this year, is a native of Baiyun Village, Donghai City.
Baiyun Village is a small village by the sea. Although it is said to belong to Donghai City, it is actually more than 20 kilometers away from the city center. It relies on the sea for its livelihood and is not considered a wealthy place.
The Ye family has two children. He also has an older brother, Ye Guowei, who is 30 years old and eight years older than him.
He was the second child in his family. His parents spoiled him when he was young, and he didn't study hard. After graduating from high school, he failed to get into university and just drifted around in the village.
He's done all sorts of petty crimes, from stealing chickens and dogs to climbing on roofs and kicking down widows' doors.
After his parents died, he didn't want to live with his older brother Ye Guowei, so he moved to the old house by himself.
After that, without his older brother and sister-in-law's supervision, he became even more unruly, committing serious crimes but causing trouble in trivial matters, and had become a village rogue hated by everyone in the village.
He didn't even bother to find a proper job. If it weren't for his older brother's occasional support, he probably would have starved to death long ago.
The woman yelling and cursing at the door was Widow Zhang from the village. According to the original owner's memories, he had planned to steal a chicken from Widow Zhang's house today, but he didn't expect to run into Widow Zhang coming out of the bath, wrapped in a nightgown.
After the two looked at each other, Widow Zhang screamed and yelled that he had spied on her while she was bathing.
Then they chased after the original owner all the way back home. After returning home, the original owner suffered a heart attack and died suddenly. When she woke up again, it was now.
In his previous life, as a company executive, Ye Cheng had scolded many people, but after assessing the fighting strength of Widow Zhang outside the door, he gave up the idea of going out.
Go ahead and curse, it won't hurt you.
Besides, I went to steal chickens, not to spy on people.
After automatically blocking out the cursing outside the door, Ye Cheng began to look around his "new home," which could be summed up in one word: dilapidated.
The courtyard wall was made of piled stones, overgrown with weeds, and several stones had fallen off in some places. So if Widow Zhang wanted to come in, she could basically just jump over it. There was really no need for her to stand at the door and curse.
And that broken door, just two wooden planks, teetering on the verge of collapse. He admired Widow Zhang; she had been kicking the door for so long and it still hadn't fallen down. He figured she wasn't stupid; she was probably afraid of having to pay for it.
There were only three appliances: a no-name brand color TV, a Haier single-door refrigerator, and an electric fan.
As the saying goes, even a broken home is worth a fortune; this broken home, I doubt it could be sold for even a thousand dollars.
In his previous life, Ye Cheng lived in a luxury apartment with floor tiles so fine they could be used as mirrors, and all sorts of home appliances. He was really not used to the current situation.
"Ye Lao Er, what's wrong? Scared? Come out if you dare, let me see what you've got to offer, you little brat, and whether you're even fully grown yet."
Widow Zhang was still cursing at the door. That's how rural women are; their cursing is very vulgar, using terms like "parents" and "organs."
Ye Cheng was getting really annoyed. Was this never going to end? Did he think he was immune to temper just because he had been reborn?
He walked into the yard, pulled the wooden door inward, and opened it.
"Aunt Zhang, are you tired of yelling? Why don't you come in, sit down, have a glass of water, and then you can continue?"
Ye Cheng had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking roguish, and his eyes were lecherously scanning Zhang the widow up and down.
A sense of unease crept into her mind. Was this guy plotting something against her, trying to lure her in, and then...?
She tightened her clothes, took two steps back, pointed at Ye Cheng and cursed, "Ye Lao Er, let me tell you, if you dare to spy on me again, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
After saying that, Widow Zhang glared at Ye Cheng and left, cursing under her breath.
Ye Cheng smiled. As a senior executive, dealing with someone like Widow Zhang was a piece of cake. He had dealt with many troublemakers in the company in his previous life.
Just as he was about to close the door, he felt dizzy, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: the Lucky Beachcombing System.
Sure enough, the system essential for rebirth has arrived, so I can rest assured.
Current luck value: 60.
Current score: 10.
These are just two numbers; I have no idea what they represent.
Ye Cheng tapped the question mark in the upper right corner of the value, and an explanation appeared: The base luck value is 60. The higher the luck value, the higher the chance of obtaining items. It is updated at 0:00 every day.
Points: Calculated based on the items acquired. Points can be used to purchase tools from the system shop. Only by using tools from the system shop can you gain a luck bonus.
There's also a system store, which is nice.
Ye Cheng clicked to take a look. Inside, there was only a beachcombing shovel; the rest were gray and had a lock symbol. It seemed he needed to unlock it.
It is indeed a system, but why give it a system for beachcombing?
You have to understand that he lived in the mainland in his previous life and had never seen the sea. Now he's creating a beachcombing system, isn't that just ripping people off?
But since we're here, we might as well make the best of it.
With the wisdom of his predecessor and the system, he refused to believe he couldn't make a good living.
In my previous life, I worked in a large company, and the work schedule was either 996 or 007. If I were to go beachcombing, I probably wouldn't have to work overtime.
Ye Cheng used his meager 10 points to buy a beachcombing shovel, which was at least the first step towards getting rich.
Just as he was about to close the door, a head peeked out from outside, looking furtive. "Brother Cheng, I heard you went to peep at Widow Zhang while she was bathing. Why didn't you call me? That's so disloyal."
Ye Cheng searched his memory and found that this was Wang Xiaohu, two years younger than him, who also didn't study and spent his days messing around in the village with him.
"Get lost. Do you think I'm that kind of person? I went to steal chickens, not to spy."
"Brother Cheng, why are you shy? You've wanted to do this for a long time, but I didn't expect you to go alone."
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