Qin Ming transmigrates into the body of a young marquis. He thinks he’ll get to enjoy life as a carefree rich kid, but things go disastrously wrong from the start: his family fortune is squandered, leaving him penniless and buried in debt.
He turns around and pretends to be his father, Qin Wansan, the Great Wei God of Wealth, reborn.
Wealth can move the gods. With money, you can make even ghosts push a millstone.
A clever woman can’t cook without rice, but if you have rice, plenty of clever women will come and blow on it for you.
There’s nothing a chest of gold ingots can’t solve. If one chest isn’t enough, throw in another.
Crown Prince: Old Marquis, you said you’d show me the “Fortune-Gathering Bowl.” Why are you bringing out the “King-Beating Mace”?
Emperor of Wei: Has my Great Wei God of Wealth returned? As long as Marquis Wanjin is here, Great Wei can sleep easy.
Noble Consort: My lord, you used to call me your little sweetheart. Why are you calling me Your Highness now? Gold and jewels don’t matter. The bed is warm, so come on in~
Courtesan: Young master, what are you doing? I’m a virtuous courtesan. I sell my art, not my body. Unless... you pay extra!
Civil Official: It’s better to starve than to lose one’s integrity. Don’t expect us upright officials to bend for five pecks of rice... Wait, these grains are made of gold? They’re delicious!
General: The Wei army is invincible when its soldiers are paid in full. My lord, lead us into battle one more time!!!
