The Interstellar Vegetable Alliance

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A hot-tempered, sharp-tongued shou x a devoted, henpecked gong

#WhatShouldAHerbGodDoAfterBeingMarriedIntoTheInterstellarEra?#

After waking up from a nap, Zhe Qianqiu finds himself turned into an ordinary mortal and transported to the interstellar age.

He opens his eyes to find a child lying on his left and a portrait of his dead husband on his right.

Zhe Qianqiu: ...

A ghost! Help!

But the biggest problem is that people here don't eat fish mint?!!

The burly man throws his head back and howls: Where are all my followers of the Zhe Sect?!

Where are my four guardians of the Southwest?!

While he laments his miserable new life, the little brat by his legs, dressed in a red bib and sucking on his finger, sprouts two fish mint leaves from his head. In a thick Bashu accent, he says, "Daddy, I want cake."

When Zhe Qianqiu ignores him, the kid throws himself on the ground and rolls around. "I want cake!"

Zhe Qianqiu pats his empty pockets. "Cake, my ass! I'll count to three! One! Two!..."

Before he can say three, the brat stands obediently still as a stick.

Once he gets used to life here, Zhe Qianqiu discovers that people in the interstellar era drink milk tea and eat cake all day long. By their twenties, they already have cold legs, weak circulation, and throw out their backs at the slightest movement...

He shakes his head. How have these fragile modern interstellar people lived to such a ripe old age?

As the Fish Mint God, he has a duty to promote vegetables, but vegetables have gone extinct.

With such a hellish start, Zhe Qianqiu lives in a cave every day, struggling to raise a child and grow fish mint and all sorts of spirit plants and vegetables. Then he carries them to the market to sell, looking utterly miserable.

Before long, a completely new ingredient catches on across the interstellar world. It tastes bizarre, but can also strengthen the body. Those who like it become obsessed, while those who don't despise it. It can only be bought in person, and is nearly impossible to find.

One day, as Zhe Qianqiu is digging in his field, a man suddenly appears in front of him.

After thinking for a long time, he finally remembers: Why does this man look a little like his dead husband?

Isn't he dead? A ghost! Help!

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1. Farming and land reclamation, as ordinary as everyday life gets.

2. The shou will gradually make a good life for himself.

3. The shou speaks only the Bashu dialect and has a fiery temper.

Theme: Strive to make every day a good one