Ye Qian traveled through time and became the most favored youngest son of a rich and powerful family.
But so what? You have to grow your own food if you want to eat it.
When Ye Qian grew up, he looked at the beautiful flowers and grass in the field, but there was nothing to eat. There was disbelief and a hint of anger in his tone, "I have planted dozens of kinds of plants, but only one bitter melon is edible. Are your system stores trying to trick me?"
"Well" the system also couldn't believe it, "I feel like this really can't be blamed on the system store, this is really a matter of probability and luck."
"Forget it, just transplant it if you can. I'll plant it again. I don't believe it can be like this every time."
Intention: Face life optimistically, luck will always come