My Father Is Sun Wentai

When a transmigrator transmigrates into Sun Quan, and Sun Jian can hear the transmigrator’s thoughts, an amusing scene unfolds. Sun Quan: “I can invent ice! Ice in the height of summer would be worth a fortune!” Sun Jian steps forward, holding a glass of chilled sour plum soup: “Son, is that what you said?” Sun Quan: “I can invent cement and make sure your city walls are sturdy.” Sun Jian: “Son, your father will come home to comfort you as soon as he finishes laying the last bit!”