I Became a Young Master in Ancient Times

Starting July 25, the novel will go on a reverse sale from Chapter 24, "Be Confident, Remove the First Four Characters," to the end. Please don't buy the chapters twice, dear readers. My current novel, "The Grumpy Battle Spirit Is a Bit Dense," is updating. Come check it out! An Kang didn't eat a single fried dough stick and two eggs for good luck. He drank a bowl of golden millet porridge instead. As a result, just like that bowl of millet porridge, he got cuckolded. When he opened his eyes again, he was in an unknown ancient era. Out of nowhere, he acquired an uncle, a cousin who'd read a wuxia story and wanted to roam the world with her sword, a pair of eccentric twin younger cousins, and a classmate who was always eyeing him. Life was a complete mess. At long last, he went on a scholarly trip to "read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles." He hadn't gone far when a new friend swindled him out of all his travel money, then he was sold off to serve as a conscript. In a daze, he ended up in a military camp and fought two battles. The enemy's horses were fatter than ours? Their soldiers were sturdier than ours? No way, no way. An Kang made landmines out of local materials and blew the enemy into a panicked retreat. He bought chicks, then piglets, opened up large tracts of farmland, planted crops, and got to work on the logistics. What? The disabled soldiers in the army don't want to live because they have no prospects back home? Come on, bring them over to farm. Farming earns money, and they'll learn useful skills. Don't want to live? Write ten pages of calligraphy every day! They'd been dragged into military service with long faces, but in the end, each one left with a smile. We didn't just risk our lives in the army, we learned new things too. Now we can go home without being illiterate! After three years handling logistics in the army, An Kang headed home with his friends. His little brother Ping An could run, walk, and cause trouble, and even the family dog had turned against him. More and more people kept showing up with their whole families to seek refuge with him. An Kang was at a loss. What should he do? What should he do? Open a farm and a factory, of course. Together, they'd build a prosperous life. - My next novel, "The Little Sect Leader," starts with farming and moves on to monster hunting. Come check it out. Yun Shan was not even a month old when he became the little sect leader of Yunling Abbey. The mountain's little monsters were at a loss. How were they supposed to raise a human baby? Three years later, three-year-old Yun Shan tightened his trouser cuffs and headed down the mountain to exterminate demons, a tiny peachwood sword on his back. A string of monsters from Yunling Mountain followed invisibly behind him. The common folk came to Yunling Abbey for help: Please, Immortal, bless us and make water flow from the well at our home. The monsters hurried to the villagers' home that very night and found that the well hadn't been dug deep enough. They rolled up their sleeves, transformed into their true forms, and started digging. Before leaving, they even carried away the soil they'd dug up. The villagers saw water flowing from the well the next day and couldn't help but marvel: Yunling Abbey really is wondrous. They encountered a monster. Yun Shan deftly drew his peachwood sword and cried in his childish voice, "Stop right there, monster! Show your true form at once!" The fox demon cocked a delicate finger and looked at him with disdain. "Where did this little brat come from? Such tender skin and flesh. Your granny here will eat you and have a nice meal." The monsters behind Yun Shan revealed their true forms. "Did you say you wanted to eat our little Daoist?" Fox demon: "?!!! It was a misunderstanding!" Theme: A group of young people grow and persevere through hardship.