Synopsis
Qian Chuanchuan was exactly like her name—she loved money as much as life itself, a modern-day “Grandet” among the working class.
The first thing she did every morning upon opening her eyes: pray for the God of Wealth to manifest.
The last thing she did before closing her eyes: pray for the God of Wealth to manifest.
As it turned out, the God of Wealth didn’t manifest, but a “Wealth System” did!
[Congratulations to the host for binding with the ‘Doomsday Management System’! Please manage your business diligently and reach the pinnacle of life!]
Qian Chuanchuan: “???”
Reaching the pinnacle of life by selling steamed buns?? Are you serious?
But the system said: [Sell 1,000 buns and the shop will upgrade! The points earned can be exchanged for anything in the system mall! Money? A piece of cake!]
Qian Chuanchuan’s eyes instantly sparkled with gold: “Isn’t it just buns? I’ll sell them! I’ll sell them like there’s no tomorrow!”
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The third year of the apocalypse. The world was already riddled with holes.
Zombies were doing square dances, floods were having “mega sales,” extreme cold and heat took turns on duty, and the soil was so polluted that even the cacti were swearing…
Humans were so hungry their eyes glowed green; even rats had been eaten into becoming a protected species.
Just then—an enticing aroma wafted from the ruins!
A small steamed bun shop named “Bao-Satisfied” appeared out of thin air!
Steaming hot meat buns! Fragrant leek and egg buns…
The survivors went crazy: “Is this even logical???”
Watching her points rise continuously, Qian Chuanchuan grinned so wide her eyes disappeared: “Don’t ask. If you must know, it’s just because the system is awesome!”
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[The male lead of this story is Ling Zhanlou—loyal, puppy-like, and a source of manual labor. The female lead is a money-grubber and a bit slow when it comes to romance!]
Qian Chuanchuan: “An employee who is handsome, capable, and always finds work to do—isn’t he just perfect?”
