From the start, I transmigrated to a parallel world of the Ming dynasty, during the Hongwu era, and became the grandson of a merchant. My transmigration came with a golden finger: potatoes, chili peppers, and sweet potatoes. But who would have thought I’d mistake Old Zhu, traveling incognito, for my own grandfather?
Grandpa, I have something that could win our family a dukedom.
Uncle, you seem a little frail. Let me help you build up your strength.
Fourth Uncle, I have a divine treasure here that will make our enemies tremble at the mere mention of it.
What? Become an official? No way. I just want to be a carefree slacker.
