A Useless Agriculture Student, but a Top-Tier Spirit Botanist

On the day Jiang Luokui was named a first-grade spirit-plant cultivator in the cultivation world, she was reborn in a college classroom from her previous life. Well, this is a good way to die :) She'd spent two lifetimes working hard, only to end up right back where she started. What she had now: A 100,000-yuan foster-care loan; 28,000 yuan in student loans; 2,000 yuan in savings; A woefully underdeveloped Grade D ability; And an expensive major: agriculture. Seeds, pots, soil, and fertilizer all cost money. She'd grown up in an orphanage. Had she chosen agriculture because she thought she wasn't in enough debt already??? Life was hard, Jiang Luokui sighed. At least her time in the cultivation world hadn't been for nothing. Her bonded spirit plant had come with her, and she could still use her cultivation techniques here. If that's the case… then it was time to make money, no, start a business! Her goals: make money! Pay off her loans! Get rich! Buy land! Build a house! * In this wasteland era, the soil's low-level radiation made plants prone to mutation. Only agricultural students, carefully tending them with their abilities, could grow them in large quantities. Mutations? When it came to stability, nothing beat Jiang Luokui's bonded spirit plant. She put her lively, squeaking green radish in water and rinsed it around. The water it bathed in became the best gene stabilizer. Bad flavor? Jiang Luokui simply used spiritual energy to nourish the soil, reducing its radiation and improving the taste. Pests and disease? The little radish stayed in the field around the clock, “catching” bugs. After she pulled off this smooth little combo, a new product appeared in the vending shop at the Third College cafeteria a week later. 250 milliliters of scallion oil, priced at 500 yuan. The label read: One sniff will refresh your mind, one taste will make you weep with delight! Made by the agricultural department, worth a try! Everyone: ? Which agricultural student came up with this scam? Why not just rob people!? And that slogan, too. Isn't this false advertising? Then someone, curious, bought a jar. The moment they unscrewed the lid, a rich scallion aroma mixed with the scent of oil wafted out, overpowering the smell of the cafeteria food. One sniff was enough to make them feel energized. They dipped a piece of flatbread in it, and even the awful bread tasted delicious! The agricultural department has stuff this good!? Why haven't you brought it out before! Agriculture students: Confused.jpg It wasn't me! I didn't do it! I have no idea what's going on! * Only later did the agriculture students find out that Jiang Luokui was the one behind the mysterious new farm product at the shop. She was the first-ever Grade D freshman admitted to the Third College's agricultural department! The agriculture students were even more confused. No way, she was Grade D! Besides, scallions normally take two months to grow, but Jiang Luokui's were ready to harvest just a week after planting. Impossible! A Grade D student absolutely couldn't do that! Only when they went as a group to check out the plot Jiang Luokui had rented did they see the lush green field, without a single mutated plant in sight. Right, a Grade D student? …You'd think this was an experiment plot belonging to some professor. I just can't take it anymore. Are we sure we're in the same agricultural department…?! [Coming soon: Su Niangzi's Everyday Schemes for Making a Living in Bianjing] Su Fei, a master chef, transmigrated into the body of a woman with the same name who had hanged herself in the Song Dynasty. Two rooms, nine people, all migrant workers in the capital. Every day, the moment they opened their eyes, each of them was already five coins in debt for rent. Their combined living space barely reached twenty square meters. They did all their cooking on a little clay stove under the eaves, and had to pay to use a public toilet outside… Even with life already this hard, the Su family had to scrimp and save every month to pay off the connections of Uncle Su, who had passed the highest civil-service exam but had spent three years waiting for an appointment. From the original owner's memories, Su Fei learned that this successful candidate was good at sweet-talking people. He said all the right things, but everything he did was for himself. He was responsible for the Su family's plight and the original owner's miserable circumstances. So the first thing Su Fei did after arriving was persuade her father to split the family household! The second thing she did was make money. The people of Bianjing loved to eat, and they were willing to spend on food. With her excellent cooking skills, she wasn't going to run out of ways to make a living. * A new bun stall opened outside the Chongwen Academy. Unlike the dry, salty, coarse buns people were used to, this stall's buns were soft, fluffy, juicy, and delicious. The officials were full of praise. “I've tried buns all over the inner city, and Lady Su makes the best!” “The filling is perfectly seasoned, fresh and savory!” “I especially love her soup dumplings. It's a crime that Lady Su only makes them once every three days. I'm dying for another taste!” Zhou Fang was the only one who had never bought anything. He was known for his eccentric habits and disliked eating out. He rarely even ate when drinking with colleagues, and brought his own lunchbox to work every day. Then one day, Zhou Fang arrived especially early. The street was empty except for him and the bun stall that had just been wheeled out. Through the hazy steam rising from the bamboo steamer, Lady Su greeted him with a voice like jade, smiling brightly. “It's chilly in autumn and winter, sir. Would you like some hot buns?” As if possessed, Zhou Fang stepped forward and bought a pork bun. He took a bite…and discovered that pork could be this delicious! After that, the famously eccentric top scholar became a regular at Lady Su's bun stall. Visit my author page for completed novels: My Temperamental Rune Master Is at Your Service From Scavenger to Interstellar Tycoon Thesis: Life is an open wilderness.