Others traveled with golden fingers, but Zhao Hao only brought some practical skills from archaeological construction sites.
Others traveled through time to make glass, gunpowder, and steam engines, but now Zhao Hao just wanted to make an iron pot—the food in the Qin Dynasty was too unpalatable.
As a veteran who graduated from the history department and spent two years digging in the archaeological team, Zhao Hao's life ideal is simple: to live, to eat, and preferably to eat better. He never expected that when he chatted with a "strange guest" in a tavern in Xianyang City for a few words about living a peaceful life, the other party would reveal his identity backhand——
I am Ying Zheng.
I want you to help me defend the country of Qin.
Zhao Hao:? ? ? I'm just a scrapper, you want me to help you protect your country?
Qin Shihuang: You are right, everyone around me is lying to me. You speak truthfully, and I believe you.
Zhao Hao: ... But my entire life goal now is to get an iron pot for cooking.
