Reincarnated as a low-ranking eighth-grade official during the Hongwu reign, I’m being beaten with the imperial rod.
The civil and military officials tremble as they stare at Zhu Yuanzhang’s scowl.
A limited-time offer suddenly pops up in the System shop: corn seeds.
I grit my teeth and spend my last points on them. A golden ear of corn smacks down at Old Zhu’s feet.
“Your Majesty! This crop yields a thousand catties per mu and can end the famine!”
Old Zhu picks up the corn and sneers. “If you can’t grow it, I’ll execute your entire clan.”
I stare at the System prompt and swallow nervously. “The planting guide... costs extra.”
