I Thrived in the Three Kingdoms by Painting Cakes

Dong Ping, a modern gold medal salesman, drank at the wine table until his stomach bleeds. When he opened his eyes, he became Sima of the Xiliang Army in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and the nephew of the Dong Zhuo clan. No force, no background, no power to restrain a chicken. But there is one thing - talking about people when seeing people, telling ghosts when seeing ghosts, accurately drawing cakes, and accurately grasping people's hearts. The system's "Weights and Measures of People's Hearts" allowed him to see at a glance what the other party wanted most: Lu Bu wanted recognition, Zhang Liao wanted dignity, and Hua Xiong wanted a future. Others fight with a knife, but he fights with a mouth. On the surface, he is a benevolent and loyal minister, but secretly he is very calculating. Everyone thought this man could get along well, until they found out that their own general had been coaxed away by him in just one meal. I regarded selling favors as my lifelong career, and as I walked, I became a talker in this troubled world.