Others who transmigrate to the Qin Dynasty:
Plot political schemes, conquer the realm, build the Great Wall, wipe out the Xiongnu, and work themselves to the bone to rise above everyone else.
Me: Keep my head down, slack off, cook, and lie flat. Anyone who tries to drag me into the rat race is asking for trouble.
Refine coarse salt? Mill flour and steam buns? Stir-fry in an iron wok? Grow chili peppers and potatoes?
The things I casually come up with take the whole Qin Dynasty by storm.
The county commandant asks him to take an official post: No thanks.
A high-ranking official wants to recommend him for a post in Xianyang: He pretends to be crazy and plays dumb.
The First Emperor comes to visit incognito: He buries his head and pretends to be asleep, refusing to show himself.
Ying Zheng: Everyone under Heaven runs around for Us. This young man is the only one who wants nothing but to lie flat.
Li Si: He is an extraordinary man who lives beyond the world. We must not force him.
Me: Be quiet. I just want to live a peaceful, laid-back life in the Qin Dynasty.
No fighting for supremacy, no palace intrigue, no career ambitions.
I coast through life with the help of a System, and somehow end up the most untouchable slacker in the Qin Dynasty.
A foodie's ideal life.
I don't have much to say about Qin Chao's cornmeal and potatoes, they are system rewards. But now the word corn is mentioned only once in the book, and the Qin Dynasty still discovered the New World.