Shen Che woke up one morning and found that he had transmigrated.
Other people transmigrate into princes, princes of the blood, or peerless geniuses.
He became... a would-be beggar with absolutely nothing.
No System, no cheat, and his phone was out of battery.
He had only three skills:
Poems he couldn’t quite remember,
math he couldn’t get right,
and a mouth that never stopped running.
Relying on his collection of "half-baked" skills, he managed to get into a small post station.
By day, he swept floors and fed horses. By night, he gazed at the moon and thought of home.
Then everyone looked at the characters he had written, and their expressions changed.
"There’s something off about your handwriting!"
