A Bountiful Wanli Era

When Chen Yan transmigrated, all he owned amounted to forty-seven copper coins, three mu of poor hillside fields, a cracked pot, and a body that wouldn’t last three days. No System, no pocket dimension, and no powerful officials to lean on. All he’d brought from his previous life was three years of experience working with the soil at an agricultural research station, and a set of accounts. While others tried to save the Ming Dynasty by building guns and cannons, he took a different path: first, he put the books in order. He used the law to win back land, set market prices to steady the town, and managed a village with a ledger that made the authorities take notice. The accounts on the threshing ground were read by the household office, then in the prefectural city, and even in the Ever-Normal Granary. Qingxi was still Qingxi, but everyone saw it differently. Further north, there was another “strange person” waiting for him. Enemy or ally? Cooperation or competition? A rigorously researched farming novel set in the Wanli era. A little patch of idle land begins with a ledger; a bountiful harvest stretching for miles begins with that little patch.