Rising from Humble Beginnings

Mu Shaoyou, a PhD in mechanical engineering and automation, had a miserable transmigration. As if transmigrating weren't bad enough, he ended up in the body of a poor scholar.

There was a celestial beauty for a wife, but he didn't know how to cherish her. He believed a stinking Taoist priest and, after two years of marriage, was still a virgin. Well, sorry about that, but I'll take over from here.

A locust plague? Come on, that's a delicacy!

This salt doesn't taste right to me. I'll make my own. One string of cash turns into a hundred taels of silver. This is genuine snowflake salt, so if you can't afford it, move along.

He'd only planned to get comfortably rich, settle down with his wife, have two kids, and lie flat for the rest of his life. But in trying to take the easy way out, he somehow grew stronger and stronger. Water-powered windmills, ox-drawn plows, automated production: everything was automated. What was Mu Shaoyou supposed to do? Obviously, lie back and collect patent fees.

At this rate, half the realm is going to end up bearing the Mu name!