“Damn, gambling ruins lives.”
“Damn it, you dying is one thing, but don't drag me down with you... Argh!”
“Winter's only a couple of days away. We gambled away all the money and grain in the house. Damn it, we're going to starve!”
Chen Chuan, a modern-day wage slave, died saving a coworker and arrived in the final years of the Northern Zhou. In this famine-stricken era, his family was dirt poor, and all their money had been gambled away. He'd thought that being given a second life would mean a better one, but this second life was worse than being a wage slave.
Fortunately, he had a fortune-telling System. One reading every three days could turn his fate around. He had neither a distinguished family nor much knowledge, and couldn't make guns or cannons, or build houses with cement. So all he could do was hunt a little, make some sugar, and brew some liquor to get by.
Though he had no other skills to his name, I, Chen Chuan, could still make a fortune selling sorghum liquor in the Great Sui.
Smooth. Can listen! It would be great if you have the ability to write. Much better than most people
The protagonist is too kind and not ruthless enough!
No rhetorical techniques are used, the plot is very attractive and can make people calm.
Yes, it conforms to the ancient plot, without too exaggerated descriptions.
Hunting was also a way of survival in ancient times.
It looks very good, the author keeps working hard.
Chapter 50: Martial arts secrets appear Writing a book is not easy.
Very nice, please continue.
The content is rich, solid, interesting, and quite satisfying.
Very pretty! Come on✊