I Play Business Games in the Northern Song

“Life and death hang in the balance. Quick thinking is the key to survival!”

Hold your breath and pretend to drink, then gag yourself to induce vomiting! Use hazy chemistry knowledge to intimidate the poisonous woman: “You got the heat wrong. Remember to ventilate next time!”

A spineless loser? No! The ingenuity of a modern wage slave is the ultimate golden finger.

“Financial independence is the foundation of survival!”

Improve the flatbreads, offer free samples, and hawk them to passersby! Make Pan Jinlian go out and sell flatbreads!

As Pan Jinlian counts the coins, her eyes change for the first time: This short man... something's not right.

“Tie me to a venomous snake? I signed a ‘Husband-and-Wife Partnership Agreement’!”

An even split is the bait, the breach-of-contract clause is the hook, and the arsenic residue is the sword!

“Pleasure doing business with you, my dear.” Wu Dalang's smile makes Pan Jinlian shiver with dread and feel her heart skip a beat. Their marriage is a sham, but their business partnership is fraught with undercurrents. The venture is officially underway!

“Surrounded by wolves? Ximen Qing's abacus is clacking like thunder!”

Frame him? The account books are clear, the evidence is ironclad. Let’s see who ends up behind bars when they face the magistrate!

“From a street stall selling flatbreads to a restaurant empire, Wu's rises!”

Pan Jinlian drifts between money and power, wavering between Ximen Qing's temptation and Wu Dalang's control.

“My lord, half this shop belongs to me... doesn't it?” Vanity, ambition, fear, and a twisted sense of belonging... even the heart of a venomous snake is beginning to waver.