Qinchuan traveled through time and became the "dead" seventeenth prince of the Qin royal family. He started out in a dilapidated hut and hungry. Fortunately, the system is activated, and the cold beer, hot pot and potatoes are enough. He found Ying Zheng, who was disguised as a commoner businessman: "The Qin Dynasty will fall in two years, so raise private soldiers." Ying Zheng showed his cards on the spot - I am the ancestral dragon. The emperor's daughter Yinman sent the antidote, and the potato yield of 1,500 kilograms per mu shocked the government and the public. Farming, training troops, reorganizing the imperial court, leaving no one behind, from the magistrate of Annan to the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. The new army of Qin Dynasty is up to me.
