As soon as He Qingsui, a 996 social animal, traveled through time, he was kicked out of the house by his best relatives at the beginning, leaving only a stupid mother and two malnourished younger brothers and sisters waiting to be fed.
Don't panic, you have space but are you still afraid of starving to death?
There is too much food in space to be piled up!
The space vegetables are so delicious that they will tickle your tongue!
As the saying goes, you can live on the mountain and eat on the sea. He Qingsui rolled up his sleeves and started to open up wasteland.
No one wants seashells? Make handicrafts and sell them!
Mangroves are dangerous and no one goes there? Go to the sea to pick up seafood and sell it!
People here only know how to steam seafood? Open a seafood restaurant and sell it big!
What? Initiate a sea ban?
He Qingsui sows spatial spiritual springs in the mangroves.
Rare seafood comes one after another.
Seeing that she was making a lot of money, the best relatives licked their faces and begged to recognize her.
He Qingsui: Haha! Let's settle the old and new accounts together!
There is a man in the stone house that no one wants? Pick it up!
Wait, the man she picked up is the God of War?
Xiao Qian: Madam, do you need labor for island reclamation? Sell me to you!
Very good, keep it up