[Transmigration] [Alternate world] [No System] [Ancient-era business] [Building wealth]
Yuan Chen died while delivering takeout.
When he woke up, he was in a ruined temple in the Great Sheng Dynasty, starving and wearing nothing but beggar's clothes.
A Xi, who ran a tofu stall next door, couldn't sell even ten bowls a day.
Yuan Chen thought it over and helped her fry the tofu before selling it. For the first time, A Xi sold out that day.
At the street corner, a fat merchant was growing impatient while waiting for his food. Nine minutes, six coins: that was what Yuan Chen earned on his first courier job.
Later, a long line formed in front of his fried rice stall.
Later still, he put together the fastest delivery team in all of Donglin City.
And eventually, half the Great Sheng Dynasty's food business had something to do with the surname Yuan.
Someone asked him how far he wanted to go.
Yuan Chen said, “First, I want everyone who comes here to eat today to get a hot meal.”
