[Reborn] [Farming] [System] [Slice of Life] [Business Warfare]
Lin Tian died at forty-five, with late-stage stomach cancer, crushing debt, and a life spent drifting.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the year he turned thirty!
He had just dragged his suitcase back to his weed-choked ancestral home on the outskirts of the city.
The villagers all laughed: “The Lin boy couldn’t make it in the city!”
His relatives schemed: “That run-down courtyard will be ours sooner or later.”
Even his parents sighed: “What did you come back for? What kind of future can you have farming?”
Until…
Black truffles worth their weight in gold sprouted in the corner of his yard.
Watermelons that revealed a rainbow when sliced grew in his fields.
In his greenhouse, he raised tomatoes that brought people to tears with a single bite, tasting just like childhood.
A local tough tried to play dirty? His own warehouse was inspected and shut down soon after.
An industry giant tried to buy him out? Its stock price promptly plunged amid scandal.
Investors tried to grab the land for development? The whole village stood in their way, hoes in hand:
“Ask Lin Tian first!”
Later, an international food magazine called him a “wizard of flavor.”
An agricultural forum hailed him as the “founder of a new farming movement.”
And the little village on the outskirts of the city that people had once looked down on became a sacred destination for food lovers around the world, and a pilgrimage site for agricultural technology.
Many years later, a reporter asked him the secret to his success.
Lin Tian leaned on his hoe and pointed to the ground beneath his feet:
“I’m just a farmer.”
