I Curse the Tyrant in Great Qin, While the Ancestral Dragon Listens Across the Table

Zhou Nian transmigrates to the Great Qin, where all he wants is to use his sign-in System to grow potatoes and brew wine, then quietly run a little restaurant. He never expects a wealthy regular named “Old Qin” to keep showing up. When Zhou Nian grumbles about Qin law, the man falls silent and ponders. When he hears him casually talk about the southern campaign, his expression changes completely. Even Zhou Nian’s offhand suggestion of a “restaurant chain” soon spreads across the whole country. Zhou Nian assumes he’s just a rich benefactor with more money than sense, never realizing that every day the man returns to the palace and turns Zhou Nian’s words into state policy. Wine that can cure epidemics, bountiful potato harvests, restaurants spanning the realm… Zhou Nian’s various “miracles” gradually become the hidden foundations of the Great Qin. Until one day, three thousand black-armored imperial guards stand at attention outside his shop. Old Qin, clad in a black imperial dragon robe, smiles and places a hand on his shoulder: “Mr. Zhou, neither I nor my empire can do without you.” Zhou Nian turns around in shock. Wait, I always thought… you were just a rich guy who loved mooching meals off me?!