Wang Zhenyu, who was content to coast through life, got a beating from his ancestor in a dream and was then dumped into the Qing dynasty, where he had no choice but to shoulder the burden of restoring his family to glory.
Farming was out of the question. Maybe he could invent something, dry some iodine salt, or make gunpowder? When everyone looked at him like he was an idiot, Wang Zhenyu finally realized that those things could get him executed.
