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  1. One Piece: Netherworld Emperor, Saving the Empress from the Start 海贼：幽冥大帝，开局救女帝 Red Ink Pen红色墨笔Anime Fanfiction204k WordsOngoing A new work is here! You can read it on Tomato Novel. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Your support keeps me writing, and I’ll do my best to tell every story well! 2Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. The Jiangnan Cook: Making a Fortune with Her Taste Buds 江南小厨娘：靠味觉发家致富 Red Ink Pen红色墨笔Ancient Romance146k WordsOngoing Food blogger Shen Qingsui transmigrates into the body of a widowed eldest daughter in an ancient village, where she faces three dilapidated rooms, an ailing father, and younger siblings crying for food. Her greedy uncle and aunt want to take the family’s property? She teaches them a lesson with a jar of homemade, pungent yet delicious fermented tofu! With nothing but bare walls and no way to make a living, she draws a line of diners from town all the way to the village entrance with a bowl of ri 1Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. Showbiz: You Call This a Slow Variety Show? I'll Use the Analects to Set It Straight 娱乐：你说慢综？我拿论语治综艺 Red Ink Pen红色墨笔Urban220k WordsCompleted Li Duidui is an "atypical ancient" who transmigrated from an era of strict etiquette. He has two great loves in life: sunbathing and arguing with people. With a handsome face so sharp it looks like he's cursing someone, he gets conned by his unscrupulous agent into joining a slow-paced countryside variety show where everyone else takes life easy. While the other guests enjoy their peaceful lives in front of the cameras, reciting poetry and composing couplets, he stares thoughtfully at an automat —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. I Practice Feng Shui in the Mortal World 我在人间摆风水 Red Ink Pen红色墨笔175k WordsOngoing Chen Mo graduates only to find himself unemployed. While sleeping on a park bench, he finds a battered copy of The Metaphysics Laborer's Guide to Self-Rescue beside a trash can. With nowhere else to turn, he reluctantly tries a formula from the book, moving the breakfast-stall owner's trash can and adjusting the direction of the sign. To his surprise, business really does pick up. “Master!” The owner excitedly presses five hundred yuan and two baskets of buns into his hands. Chen Mo looks at the —Reads—Score—Shelves