Chapter 1 The Richest Man in the Local Area
It has been almost half a month, and Yan Xu has become familiar with his current body and identity. He is a well-known rich second-generation in the local area and the new richest man today.

His father was the richest man in Goujiazhuang. After inheriting his father's business, he called himself the new richest man and there was nothing wrong with that. No one in the village objected. Even dogs had to bow and nod and act cute when they saw him, hoping to get a bone from his house.

There is no way. Now he has inherited his family's hardware processing factory, supermarket and pig farm. I dare not say that he has achieved a small goal, but he has some assets. He is also a well-known young hero in the local area. Everyone who sees him will give him a thumbs up and say that he is lucky.

This background is a good start. Although both his parents are dead, at least he was not born in an orphanage and did not need to start from scratch. There is really nothing wrong with Yan Xu, who traveled through time for the first time, except that his golden finger is a bit confusing.

Yan Xu's golden finger is a bronze door that can take him through the heavens, and each time he crosses a new world, he will get rewards. He can also collect luck to strengthen himself, which is considered pretty good among the novels he has read. At least he won't be wiped out at every turn.

The problem is that once the bronze door is opened, he will be forced to travel through time and space continuously. It will not be a question of whether he wants to or not, but he must travel through time and space. Every year, the bronze door will automatically take him to the next world.

Although he could return once a month after traveling through time and could spend extra luck to come back, he was unable to stop and could not hide the fact that he had no choice.

Who can bear this? What if he travels to some dangerous world, such as Resident Evil, The Wandering Earth or The Three-Body Problem? He, the richest man in the village, would be in trouble soon, and he doesn't know who will benefit from his millions of wealth.

But I'm unwilling to give up, because this is the golden finger. If I miss this opportunity, I'll never get it again. And who knows what the reward is? What if it's immortality or godhood? If I miss it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

The inner conflict made Yan Xu unable to make up his mind, and he hesitated for half a month.

It's not that he is cowardly, but he has basically everything that a person wants in life, such as being 20 years younger, tall and long-legged, not to mention inheriting a considerable family business. Next, relying on his understanding of the next 20 years, he doesn't think too much about becoming the richest man, and a few small goals should not be a problem. By then, he will have everything he wants at the club's seafood feast with young models. So he really doesn't want to take any risks. After all, this was the kind of life he had dreamed of in his previous life.

But what worries Yan Xu is that if he gives up this opportunity, the bronze door will automatically return to the long river of time and space after a month, and it will be too late to regret then.

After much thought, Yan Xu finally decided to take a gamble. He had already traveled through time and had a golden finger. If he didn't take a gamble, it would be a waste of his time.

Besides, even if his luck is bad, it can't be so bad that he will be sent to the world of Warhammer or Crusoe. At most, he will start with a biochemical apocalypse like the protagonists in other novels. So whether he will be a human or a god in the future depends on whether he dares to take this step.

As Yan Xu made up his mind, the bronze door in his mind threw a ball of white light to him. It was the reward he had been dreaming of, but the price was that he had to go to the new world in half a month.

Yan Xu, feeling both nervous and expectant, calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and impatiently merged the ball of light, which was his life-saving capital.

From the ball of light, Yan Xu learned that the first world he was about to travel through was Japan with an ancient background, and the reward was a simplified version of the Age of Empires, in which he could only recruit Japanese soldiers and buildings.

However, now only farmers and foot soldiers can be recruited, and the buildings are also at the village level.

The only advantage is that it is cheap. A farmer only needs two units of food, and an Ashigaru needs three units of food. One unit of food is 100 kilograms, which can be said to be quite cheap, at least in modern society.

But thinking about the armed conflicts between villages in Japanese history and the so-called fierce generals who were not as tall as a donkey, Yan Xu could not be happy at all. After all, the Japanese version of Zhang Fei, who was only 1.4 meters tall, was no longer funny, but a mockery. If you met the real Zhang Fei, you could eat him alive without soy sauce. But on the bright side, at least he didn't feel bad when he died, which was also an advantage.

The world that Yan Xu traveled to was similar to that of his previous life, except that it was twenty years earlier. It was only the beginning of the millennium, and it was a time of rapid development in all aspects. Therefore, there was no shortage of food in the countryside. As long as the money was in place, every family could come up with a few hundred grains of food. By the time of autumn harvest, a few thousand kilograms would be a piece of cake.

Yan Xu, who had just obtained the system, decided to see it for himself, so he put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

His family line was not large to begin with, and after the old couple left, Yan Xu was the only one left in the huge yard. It was quite creepy at night, but fortunately it was daytime now, so he was not too scared to go out.

As the richest man in Goujiazhuang, the Yan family built a building early on. It has two floors, with six large rooms on each floor, for a total of twelve rooms. Not only do they have Simmons mattresses, but the rooms are also covered with wallpaper and carpets, and the toilets are tiled, which is quite upscale.

In addition, he built a large yard surrounded by a three-meter-high brick wall and a warehouse. The total area was enough to make him, who had been burdened with a mortgage in his previous life, drool with envy.

So even though the living conditions in the village were not good, Yan Xu still had no intention of moving away. After all, this world was more than 20 years different from his previous life. Even if he went to the city, there would not be much difference for him. It would be better for him to stay in the village and adapt.

Walking down the stairs, the ground was leveled with cement and there was not much dust. There was a 90% new Santana parked nearby. It was bought by his parents before they went abroad, but they encountered a plane crash and the old couple did not come back, leaving behind only an inheritance and compensation from the airline.

This made Yan Xu sigh at the fragility of life and prompted him to finally make up his mind.

After all, even if he became the richest man, even if he escaped natural disasters and man-made calamities, after a hundred years he would still be a pile of earth, and at most the place where he was buried would be more expensive.

"We have to give it one more try." Yan Xu muttered to strengthen his confidence and to cheer himself up.

The door of the warehouse was not locked, so Yan Xu opened it casually. In addition to some tools and sundries, there was also a lot of grain piled up inside. This was the habit of the people in the village. No matter whether they were rich or poor, they would not worry as long as there was grain at home. This was just convenient for him to conduct an experiment.

In order to manufacture, food must first be converted into the system's food units.

After continuous attempts, Yan Xu discovered that refined grains have the highest conversion rate. For example, rice and flour require about 110 to 20 kilograms to convert one unit of grain. Corn and soybeans are a little slower, requiring 130 to 50 kilograms. Sweet potatoes have the lowest conversion rate, requiring more than 150 kilograms to convert one unit of grain.

However, judging from the price of grain, corn and sweet potatoes are obviously more cost-effective, and purchasing them in large quantities in the name of feed will not attract official attention. After all, purchasing fine grains and coarse grains in large quantities are two different things.

Now let’s take a look at the magic of the system. Yan Xu decisively chose to create a Japanese farmer.

(End of this chapter)