Shen Qing traveled through time and became a dandy magistrate who was demoted to a poor county in the Zhou Dynasty.
There is no system, just a mind full of five thousand years of experience.
He used cement to build roads, potatoes to provide disaster relief, vouchers to revitalize commerce, and grenades to suppress bandits.
During the day, he cooked hot pot in the court, and at night he led people to build infrastructure.
The whole county called him a prodigal, until the roads were opened, food was sufficient, money was abundant, and the bandits were eliminated.
Five confidantes surrounded him and asked: "What else do you not know how to do?"
Shen Qing spread his hands: "I won't be the emperor."
The emperor who was visiting privately incognito narrowed his eyes: "Shen Qing, if you don't want to sit in my seat, then Prince, you can teach me."
Shen Qing panicked: "Your Majesty, I am really a prodigal!"
