Great Ming: Conquering the World Begins with Street Vending

A hapless man who transmigrates spends his days scraping by, selling newspapers from a street stall. Little does he expect the System to land right in his lap. And so...

“Wengui, it’s a real shame you’re not an official.”

“Master Jiang, why don’t you come in and sit for a while?”

“Little Jiang, I have something to ask you. Come in and speak with me.”

“Impertinent! I am the Son of Heaven. How dare you...”

Fine steeds and carved carriages fill the fragrant streets, two peach blossoms bloom upon her cheeks. Spring is at its finest in this mortal world, as a red apricot branch reaches over the wall.