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    Chapter 1: Body Transmigration is Not a Big Deal, Being Penniless is a Huge Deal.

    Chapter 1: Body Transmigration is Not a Big Deal, Being Penniless is a Huge Deal.

    The December wind was piercingly cold, the sky gloomy, brewing a heavy snow.

    Lin Yan, in a bulky gray cotton robe and a red balaclava, was completely out of sync with his surroundings. He hummed a strange tune, carrying several bags in his right hand and protecting a black cat in his left, trudging through the muddy road, struggling towards Lin Family Village.

    The crisp sound of a bell came from behind, and Lin Yan stopped humming, watching a ox cart slowly pass him. The young man driving the ox cart was drawn in by Lin Yan’s red hat, and it wasn’t until the ox was about to lead the cart into a ditch that he hurriedly looked away.

    Watching the flustered youth shouting, Lin Yan innocently pursed his lips.

    In the Great Zhou, a red balaclava already attracts countless stares. If he were to wear that silver-white down jacket, he’d probably be caught and put in a zoo as an animal…

    Oh, no.

    The Great Zhou’s economic and technological level is about the same as the Ming Dynasty, so there are no zoos. He’d only be caught by the authorities and thrown into prison.

    As for why he was here, Lin Yan gets angry just thinking about it.

    Lin Yan was a student in the graduating class of A Agriculture University, and being pure and foolish, he hadn’t yet experienced the social beating, but the once-in-a-century typhoon didn’t play fair. His graduation dissertation was blown into the lake, then his roommate’s dissertation ate Lin Yan’s dissertation and died, and then a classmate’s dissertation was poisoned by the roommate’s dissertation…

    Finally, a closed loop was formed. The dissertations died or perished, and the ones that were half-dead couldn’t make it to the defense.

    As if sounding a rallying cry, everyone in the graduating class gathered in the laboratory, and Lin Yan, the “main culprit,” became the target of public criticism.

    Lin Yan was too lazy to argue with these people. He chose to avoid traveling during peak times and sneak into the laboratory late at night to find hope for graduation among the many seeds, and then… he stepped on a manhole cover and transmigrated.

    Others get soul transmigration, but Lin Yan got body transmigration. Others have systems, and Lin Yan also has a system.

    Good news, the system arranged a reliable identity for Lin Yan and even got him a nice house in Lin Family Village.

    Bad news, the system ran out of energy after setting everything up, leaving behind half a sentence before disappearing.

    So Lin Yan has a legal identity, a comfortable place to live, and hope of returning home.

    Although the hope is ethereal, close to nothing.

    Most of the people in the village are named Lin, hence the name Lin Family Village. Lin Family Village is close to the Town and barely belongs to the Capital City area, so it can be considered peaceful and tranquil.

    “Lin Yan, Lin Yan.”

    The person behind him called out twice before Lin Yan realized they were calling him. He stopped and turned to see Sister-in-law Lin (Second) from the village, immediately flashing a sweet smile.

    “Yan Ge’er, you went to the market?”

    Hearing this address, Lin Yan helplessly corrected, “Sister-in-law Lin (Second), I’ve told you so many times, I’m not a Ge’er.”

    This world has three genders: male, female, and Ge’er.

    Although the transmigration is full of clichés, Lin Yan is sure he hasn’t changed gender. It’s just that Ge’ers have a red mole on their face as a symbol of their identity, and he happens to have one on his face too.

    Sister-in-law Lin (Second) was stunned by Lin Yan’s smile, and after reacting, she sighed at how good-looking this child was.

    Farmers face the earth and back face the sky every day, and in a couple of days, they’ll be as black as the soil, and as rough as tree bark when the wind blows. Even those Ge’ers and Jie’ers who don’t go out often are gradually tanned to wheat color. But this child is different. He’s just as active, but no matter how much he’s exposed to the sun, his skin is still white, tender, and delicate, like a peeled egg. He also loves to smile, and his face often has two small dimples.

    But…

    Looking at the small mole on the left side of Lin Yan’s nose and the short hair under the red hat, Sister-in-law Lin (Second) sighed.

    In this day and age, the most important thing for Ge’ers and Jie’ers is to be able to give birth. This child’s mole is in a bad position, and its color is dull. He also cuts his hair into a man appearance in a unconventional way. If it weren’t for these things, he would have been snatched back by those men, so how could he have been left until he was over twenty years old.

    “Sister-in-law Lin (Second), why are you sighing? Don’t tell me you want to be a match maker for me again. I’ve told you already…”

    “Alright, alright, I won’t say it.” Sister-in-law Lin (Second) waved her hand, her eyelids twitching uncontrollably as she looked at the things Lin Yan was carrying. “What are you buying these things for? They’re not tasty, buying…”

    “You wouldn’t understand.” Lin Yan patted the black cat who had been awakened, and pushed the herbs and chicken feet in his hand closer to Sister-in-law Lin (Second). “These are all good things. Whether they’re braised or grilled, the taste is excellent. One bite and you’re filled with collagen. When I make them later, I’ll send some over for you to try?”

    “No, no, thank you.” Sister-in-law Lin (Second) was afraid of those things, and she couldn’t understand what Lin Yan was saying about collagen and other nonsense. She made an excuse to cook for her old man, and after taking two steps, she turned back.

    “Don’t blame me for talking too much, but you should throw that cat away as soon as possible.” Sister-in-law Lin (Second)’s eyes met the cat in Lin Yan’s arms, and she took a subtle step back. “Black cats are most likely to attract dirty things.”

    “Black cats are mysterious cats, they’re lucky.” Lin Yan patted the black cat in his arms, and the cat purred comfortably. “As for dirty things? I gave him a name that can definitely suppress them, White.”

    “Alright, alright, it’s getting late, I’ll go first.” Sister-in-law Lin (Second) didn’t want to listen to Lin Yan’s crazy words. She waved her hand and left as if she were running away.

    Warm Yellow Lighting, an Alluring Bed, and Burning Charcoal crackling. It was completely dark, and snowflakes were falling from the sky, making it a perfect environment for sleeping.

    But Lin Yan had to get up and work.

    The system arranged an identity and a house for him, but it didn’t leave him any bank-notes. The money he used to buy chicken feet and spices came from selling pepper seeds, and now he had nothing left.

    Lin Yan reluctantly refused the Alluring Bed’s invitation, picked up White, who was already falling asleep, put on the silver-white down jacket, and went into the Kitchen.

    The Kitchen was cold and damp, and White, who was forced to work overtime, meowed, complaining about Lin Yan’s evil deeds.

    “Look at you, you’re just skin and bones, and you’re still so fierce.” Lin Yan comforted the bristling White and placed him next to the Kitchen Range. “You sleep for a while first. When the water boils, I’ll make iron pot stew big cat.”

    The cold, hard Kitchen Range couldn’t soothe the restless cat. White sniffed disdainfully and wandered around the room looking for an exit. After Lin Yan lit the Kitchen Range and put water on the Kitchen Range, White reluctantly returned to the fireplace.

    Lin Yan scooped water into a basin and began to process the chicken feet he had bought.

    The water drawn from the well was piercingly cold, and the congealed blood on the chicken feet gave off a faint fishy smell. White by the stove wrinkled his nose and buried his head in his body. Lin Yan, however, didn’t seem to notice, and skillfully threw the chicken feet into the water, washing them carefully.

    The chicken feet, washed twice, became tender and white. Lin Yan looked at his work with satisfaction and picked up the scissors to proceed to the next step.

    White, who had been huddled on the side, suddenly stood up and meowed at the door.

    “Black cats are most likely to attract dirty things.” Sister-in-law Lin (Second)’s words appeared in Lin Yan’s mind.

    White meowed more and more urgently, and the sound of the wind outside began to join in the fun.

    “White, stop yelling.” Lin Yan silently recited the core values in his heart, his voice trembling slightly. The usually intelligent White yelled even louder, even biting Lin Yan’s trouser leg and dragging him outside.

    “You want me to open the door?” Lin Yan tentatively took two steps, gradually understanding White’s intention.

    He returned to the Kitchen Range, and just as he was about to put down the scissors, he saw the ancient Kitchen Range.

    Lin Yan suddenly realized that he had transmigrated.

    This wasn’t the twenty-first century, where law and order were good and doors weren’t locked at night. This place had curfews, bandits, and thieves.

    Lin Yan changed his down jacket back into the cotton robe, put the scissors in his pocket, and held White in his arms before taking a lantern and walking outside.

    The evening snow had turned into heavy snow, and there was a palm-high layer of snow on the ground. Lin Yan struggled to push the door open, and the courtyard outside was empty.

    “Is it the wind?” Just as Lin Yan was about to close the door, White struggled out of his arms.

    The black cat jumped nimbly in the Snowy Land, stopping next to a small snowdrift not far away.

    It pawed at the snowdrift, and the snow slid off, revealing a person frozen to a pale face under the snow.

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