After Returning to Ancient Times, I Built a Fortune Through Scientific Farming

[Completed!]

[Coming soon!]: Historical danmei, Spring Banquet. The obsessive, unhinged Fourth Prince X the seemingly innocent but secretly calculating Chancellor. The blurb is at the very bottom. If you like it, please add it to your collection. Sending kisses, sweethearts!

An ABO melodrama. My other ongoing story, The Honest Man Has Had Enough, is next door. If you’re interested, please add it to your collection. Mwah!

[Blurb]:

Lu Yao, a PhD in agricultural science, transmigrated one day, bringing several agricultural treatises with him as he returned to ancient times as a little farmer.

In the modern world, he had been popular and well-connected, owned an industrial park with businesses from dozens of companies, and was a hardworking, thrifty rich kid. Now he was an orphan farmer hated by the entire village, who couldn’t even grow crops properly.

Lu Yao: The contrast is too much. I’m scared.

But who was Lu Yao? A top graduate of a proper agricultural university! There was no land he couldn’t farm, only land he didn’t want to farm!

So, armed with agricultural techniques far ahead of their time that he’d brought from the modern world, he made his own fertilizer and advanced farming tools, watered and fertilized the fields himself, and successfully turned barren land with no potential into the best farmland in the village.

Lu Yao traded the cotton and hemp he grew for silver, started a small agritourism business, and found a ready market for his vegetables and fruit. He reached long-term supply agreements with several restaurants, then gave his little thatched hut a major renovation, becoming the first farmer in the village to own a little wild-style villa.

Just as he was about to work even harder and help boost the village economy, he found an injured little black snake at his door.

Lu Yao was a good person in every way except for having too soft a heart. He thought about it for less than three seconds outside, then carried the little black snake into his warm house.

From then on, in addition to going out to work every day, he also had to take care of the little snake. The little black snake was extremely fussy. It wouldn’t eat old meat or anything that wasn’t fresh, and at night it insisted on sleeping beside him. It was obviously a snake, but clung to him like a puppy.

One day, rumors began to spread around the village that a monster had appeared. Lu Yao’s response: As a good young man of the 21st century, I don’t believe or spread rumors. I only believe in science.

But when he came home that night and went to feed the little black snake as usual, the snake was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he found an incredibly beautiful man with bewitching looks.

The daily farming routine had been interrupted by the supernatural.

The beauty, Que Zhuyin, turned to look at him. His amber eyes seemed strangely familiar. Lu Yao froze, then watched as the man walked over, took the pheasant he had just caught, and frowned deeply. “This bird is an inferior breed. It won’t taste good.”

After dismissing the pheasant in his hands, Que Zhuyin poured himself a cup of tea as if he had done it a hundred times before. His long snake tail coiled around Lu Yao’s waist, and his voice was languid and enticing. “Little benefactor, you saved me. I’ll grant you one wish.”

Lu Yao looked down at the snake tail around his waist. After a long silence, he looked up into the other man’s beautiful eyes and said seriously, “I want three.”

Que Zhuyin: ???

Scheming snake-demon beauty seme X honest little farmer uke

[Coming-soon blurb]

In his previous life, Shen Zhuoyu mistook the wrong person for someone else. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Crown Prince, only to end up with his family destroyed.

After his death, his spirit floated in midair as he watched someone approach from the wilderness. The man wore black, with dark hair. In the pouring rain that day, he walked step by step through the mud and stopped before Shen Zhuoyu’s corpse, gently wrapping his arms around it.

Shen Zhuoyu remembered him. He was Xiao Ji, the least favored Fourth Prince in the past and the newly enthroned emperor of Great Sheng today. Everyone knew of his vicious, ruthless reputation, but Shen Zhuoyu had never known why a man like him would come to claim his body.

Later, as his soul drifted away on the wind, he gradually remembered. This was the person who had once helped him up, the one who had left him with a fleeting, unforgettable impression.

He had mistaken the wrong person for him and given his heart to the wrong man. That was why he had ended up in such a state.

Shen Zhuoyu never imagined he’d get the chance to live again. He had yet to meet the Crown Prince, and there was still time to change everything.

Xiao Ji, just like in his previous life, avoided him from a distance whenever they met, his expression dark and grim, as though he were looking at an enemy. But Shen Zhuoyu could see the red tips of his ears beneath that cold expression, betraying his flustered state.

He clearly wasn’t trying to avoid him. He simply didn’t know how to respond.

In his last life, Shen Zhuoyu had failed himself and betrayed Xiao Ji’s heart. This time, he would never make the same mistake again.

Theme: Keeping your feet on the ground is the right path.