I Am Building a Park in Daming

My name is Shen Yue. In my previous life, I was the investment promotion section chief of a chemical industry park. A failed foreign-funded battery project made me travel back in time to the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty and became a down-and-out scholar. There is no PPT here, no industrial chain map, only a mess full of holes and the poverty-stricken Shen Family Courtyard. Everyone advised me to take the imperial examination, pursue an official career, and honor my ancestors. But I plunged into the drafty west wing. Using a pile of broken pottery pots and several kilograms of green vitriol, the first drop of sulfuric acid in the Ming Dynasty was distilled. Everyone in the world laughs at me for being a "skilled person" and "not doing my job properly." Until the "Wuxi Dyeing Workshop District" I planned was built; Until I enacted park regulations to make the arrogant tax supervisors achieve nothing; Until the school I founded trained the first batch of chemical talents for the Ming Dynasty. Only then did they start to ask me tremblingly: "Sir, what do you want to do?" I smiled and pointed at the map behind me: "It's nothing, I just want to take this land and carry out the lost industrial revolution in advance."