That year, the snow fell extremely hard. Only one member of the Shao family died, a young man named Shao Mandun. In order to survive, he knocked down the house with the highest courtyard wall in the village. When he stepped into the red-painted corner door, he never thought that what he pushed open was not just a door that could save his life.... Behind that door, there was his new name: In Shao Nianshi, there was the path he had fought for all his life: Merchant. There was the character he had respected all his life: Master Chujia. And the woman he loved all his life: Chuxue... This is the precarious road of a small long-term worker in the Republic of China... ...Even if the wind blows and the rain hits, I am as firm as a rock.