Wang Ke worked at a parcel distribution center. Exhausted, she secretly dozed off at her workstation, never expecting to wake up in the 1960s. Seeing her son and daughter beside her, skin and bones, she thought they were doomed. But unexpectedly, she had brought the parcel distribution center with her. Every day was spent opening packages and opening more packages.
"Wow, luosifen!
Wow, roast duck!
Wow, fruit too!
Oh my god, a giant lobster!"
After they'd eaten their fill and had warm clothes, the System appeared. Seeing Wang Ke looking like she just wanted to laze around, it urged her to get rich. It took ages to persuade her to agree. The System was exhausted too!
System: "Quick, someone wearing a red armband is coming. Run!"
"Quick, that's a Tang dynasty painting. Trade for it!"
"Quick, that's ice-type jadeite. Trade for it!"
Wang Ke rolled her eyes. All you know how to say is 'quick.'
System: Reach 10,000 yuan to receive the Culinary God Handbook.
Wang Ke: Give it to my daughter.
System: Reach 50,000 yuan to receive the Antique Appraisal Handbook.
Wang Ke: Give it to my son.
System: Reach 100,000 yuan to receive the Business Strategy Handbook.
Wang Ke: Give it to my daughter.
System: ...
Wang Ke: Don't ask. Give them all to the kids.
System: What are you going to do?
Wang Ke: I just want to laze around.
In the future, Wang Ke watches her son become a big shot in the antiques world
and her daughter become a big shot in the business world.
Wang Ke can finally relax. At last, she can laze around!
Theme: Hard work helps people grow
In those days, if you dared to let strangers eat like this, wouldn't you be courting death? Logic doesn't make sense
One minute he was talking about boiling sweet potatoes, and the next minute he was giving someone a bowl of flour. What is going on? The author has lost his memory?
The overall plot is quite interesting, but is the heroine too loose?
I feel like the heroine is mentally retarded.
Speechless, this is a heroine with a big heart, and she is very supportive. .
Damn, money in the 1960s was different from what it is now. Check the information or ask the old people around you before writing. You can sell food casually without fear of trouble. . . . . .
Come on (???_??)? The back looks good (??ω??)??