[Time Travel] + [Golden Finger] + [Forbearance Slap in the Face] + [Anshi Rebellion]
Li Keke, a convenience store clerk, woke up and traveled to Chang'an in Tianbao's thirteenth year.
All he had on him was an old robe and a mobile phone with no signal in his pocket. The good news is that the mobile phone is connected to a Wanjie Supermarket - two yuan for refined salt, fifteen yuan for liquor, and eight yuan for a box of antibiotics. The bad news is that the balance is five thousand two hundred and eighty.
He set up a street stall to survive, but who knew he would be targeted by local snakes on the first day.
Li Keke smiled: I am a supermarket owner, why am I afraid that you are a grocery store owner?
From selling refined salt and spirits to the Western Market, to breaking into the Xingqing Palace with rock sugar glass mirrors; from solving the 320,000 yuan embezzlement of military pay case for the Pei family orphan, to the murder of Yang Guozhong at the Ministry of Punishment trial.
Supermarkets are opening bigger and bigger. Troubled times are getting closer.
In the thirteenth year of Tianbao, there were less than two years left before the Anshi Rebellion. Li Cole glanced at the gray Level 5 strategic materials in the system——
It's okay, there's still time.
