I Opened a Canteen at the Academy and Made a Name for the Ages

After being betrayed by the cafeteria yet again, college student Yun Jianshan wrote a furious post denouncing its garbage food, ending with: “How hard can it be to run a good cafeteria? Anyone with hands can do it!”

That very night, Yun Jianshan was bound to a System and transmigrated through time, becoming the spoiled son of a former headmaster of an ancient academy.

Yun Gui, a pampered young master, had a doting mother above him and a mild-mannered younger sworn brother below him. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he lived surrounded by wealth and luxury.

Once Yun Jianshan became Yun Gui, the orphan who had spent his previous life toiling and struggling immediately decided to lie flat. Sigh, after working hard for half his life in his previous life, he would let someone else have the chance to make an effort this time!

But the System was determined to make him work. “Quest 1: Revitalize the academy cafeteria and earn ten positive reviews. Reward: Five-Spice Seasoning.”

Yun Jianshan: “Get lost!” A seasoning mix? And you think you can buy me off with that?

System: “Rewards include, but are not limited to: smartphones, tablets, desktop computers, cola, chips, snack packs, and all sorts of wondrous goods in the System Shop!”

Yun Jianshan, who had been lying flat, got back up and cleared his throat. “It’s just running a cafeteria! Anyone with hands can do it!”

In just a few years, Yun Jianshan made the academy’s cafeteria business flourish and earned countless glowing reviews.

Talented scholars from Jiangnan wrote poems about his cafeteria, while writers from the north composed rhapsodies in its honor.

The academy became famous thanks to its cafeteria. Countless students flocked there, countless renowned scholars shamelessly stayed on to teach, and countless others came bearing silver, eager to contribute to the academy.

From his cafeteria emerged great literary masters, upright censors, brilliant officials who controlled the waterways, a wise chancellor of the age, renowned scholars who compiled books, and even the future emperor?...

Yun Jianshan: “I feel like I won without doing anything!! Wait, I did do a few things, like finding myself a partner!”

A theoretical food critic who thinks he’s straight but bends faster than anyone else, gong vs. a seemingly gentle, top academy scholar who gets more jealous than anyone else, shou

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Reclaiming Illegal Golden Fingers: Quick Transmigration

In novel worlds, scheming supporting characters wreak havoc with all kinds of golden fingers from illegal Systems, committing every manner of evil and disrupting the proper flow of the plot until one small world after another collapses.

As the sharpest blade in the Main God’s arsenal, Jiang Li only wants to rip Systems apart. He has no interest in keeping the plot on track.

But the Main God is a ruthless capitalist. He pays for one job but expects two. Jiang Li has to both tear apart Systems and maintain the plot, and he has to do both jobs well.

And so Jiang Li transmigrates into insignificant characters in novel worlds, kicking vicious supporting characters and ripping apart illegal Systems along the way, all while keeping the plot on track.

The heroine, enchanted by a lovestruck aura; the hero, bewitched by a Mary Sue aura; and all the characters taken in by a Host with a universal-revered aura all get taught a lesson by Jiang Li.

The work is exhausting enough, but some fool still has the nerve to pursue him and slow down his missions.

Someone lightly traces Jiang Li’s palm and smiles. “Be good. Put down the knife. I’ll help you.”

Jiang Li narrows his eyes and gives a wicked smile. “Want to pursue me? Sure. First rip apart a few Systems to celebrate.”

The System in the corner trembles. “Y-you two, don’t come any closer!”

A ruthless shou who seems insignificant but is actually a great demon king vs. a loyal dog gong who seems unhinged but is even more unhinged when it comes to love

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[Palace Intrigue] Impostor State Preceptor vs. the Current Chief Councilor

A beautiful princess uses a System to steal fortune, and the entire court falls at her feet. Faced with this bizarre princess, the current Chief Councilor has no choice but to seek help from the occult. But the master he hires turns out to be an impostor?

The Chief Councilor looks at the impostor with disdain. “Fraud, leave while you can still save your own skin!”

Jiang Li: “Get on your knees and call me Daddy, and Daddy will keep you alive!”

[Immortal Cultivation] Good-for-Nothing Apothecary vs. Blind Demon Venerable

A junior disciple from an immortal sect uses a Mary Sue System to bewitch the other disciples, and even the sword cultivator hero becomes her devoted simp. Jiang Li looks at the enchanted crowd, stuffs a handful of medicine into everyone’s mouths, and the Mary Sue instantly turns into an ordinary passerby.

A certain blind Demon Venerable sneaks over. “I want some medicine too.”

Jiang Li: “You’re not sick.”

Blind Demon Venerable: “I am. Lovesickness.”

[Wuxia] Farmer Landowner vs. The Number One Assassin

A System turns the novel’s heroine into a lovesick fool, and she is about to hand the scumbag her family’s ancestral martial arts manual.

Jiang Li: “A lovesick fool? I think you just haven’t done enough farming. Get them all out to the fields!”

And so the lovesick heroine spends her days farming and her nights caring for the injured hero, who is being hunted.

Injured hero: “Thank you for taking care of me, miss. I can never repay you for saving my life.”

Lovesick heroine: “You can repay me. Get better quickly and help me work the fields.”

The Number One Assassin, who is hunting the hero: “Because of you, my mission failed. You have to take responsibility.”

Jiang Li: “What responsibility?”

Assassin: “How about you marry me?”

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“Falling in Love After Marrying the General”

The Demon General of the Borderlands has taken a wife, and everyone is abuzz. Who would willingly marry this fierce man rumored to prefer men?

Everyone rushes to see the new bride, only to find a handsome scholar. They finally understand: he married a pretty little husband.

The scholar may look delicate, but there is nothing delicate about his temper or capabilities. He leads everyone in reclaiming wasteland and farming, brewing wine and making tea, and doing business. The desolate border town is transformed, and prosperity fills every corner.

Everyone thought the scholar was no match for the general. As it turns out, the general is no match for the scholar. Matchmakers come knocking every day, introducing the scholar to young men and women from one family after another.

The scholar shakes his head. “I love the general. That will never change.”

The matchmaker mutters, “You and the general were only pretending to fool his mother, weren’t you? You’re not getting any younger. It’s time to think about finding a partner of your own.”

The general walks in with a knife, grumbling, “Why can’t we make the fake marriage real? Get out, get out!”

Later, the whole town is decked out in red. With the entire town as witness, the general and the scholar marry once more.

The scholar in red, with his fair face; the tall, powerful general. They bow to Heaven and Earth, vow to grow old together, and spend their lives in love.

The general’s perspective: I’m a general stationed in a border town. I prefer men, but I can’t escape my mother’s constant pressure to marry. She said I had to start a family even if I married another man. But my fearsome reputation resounds throughout the border town. What man would be fool enough to take a liking to me?

On my way back from an official trip, I happened to save a scholar who had fallen into the river. Poor fellow: the person he loved pushed him into the water, and his parents kicked him out of the house.

Looking at his slender figure, clear eyes, stubborn gaze, haggard little face, and handsome features, I fell for him. Almost without thinking, I said, “I saved your life. You should repay me by marrying me!”

That man didn’t treat you well, so I’ll treat you well. Your parents didn’t treat you well, so my mother will. I thought the scholar would slap me twice and call me a lecher, but after hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

On the way home, I saw that the scholar seemed down, so I lied and told him our marriage was just an act to placate my mother.

The scholar seemed relieved when he heard that, but I felt a little disappointed. Then I cheered myself up. We were already married in name, and I was a mighty general. Surely I could win him over.

Well, as a general, I’m good at chopping people up with a knife, but I’m an idiot when it comes to courting a scholar. I keep making him cry.

And those damn matchmakers and rivals in love are always trying to steal him away. One of these days, I’ll chop them all up.

Heh. In the end, I’m the one who won the beauty’s heart. I have no time to waste on you people. I’m off to warm the scholar’s bed.

A gentle, capable, handsome scholar shou vs. a tall, powerful, rough-around-the-edges general gong

Theme: Study hard and eat well