Both of his parents died, and he lived in the care of others for more than ten years. He was used as a coolie and was called "elm waste" by the whole village.
The three acres of thin farmland, two tile-roofed houses, and twenty taels of silver left behind by my parents were swallowed up by my uncle.
That night when he was desperate, he tied a hemp rope under the old locust tree at the back of the village...
When you open your eyes again, you are alive. The brain is still the same brain, but the soul has changed
A handful of gray-brown mother seeds, a piece of yellowing compost cubes, and a cold voice sounded in my mind——
"The Jiahe Nun Shen system is activated. Family property value: zero."
Half an acre of waste land, a handful of vegetable seeds, starting from scratch. Don't rely on gold and silver falling from the sky, just rely on the true ability that grows from the ground
He does not pursue an official career or enter officialdom. What he wants is to get back every penny of what was swallowed back then, including the principal and interest.
What we want is to have enough food in the world so that no one will starve to death in the famine years.
Farming, producing grain, doing business, gradually becoming rich and rivaling the country
The world's farmers and merchants in this prosperous dynasty have been replaced by new people!
