Traveling Between Two Worlds: From Bread for Maids to Fantasy Overlord

Mr. and Mrs. Huang had just returned from working in the fields, still holding hoes and looking exhausted. When they opened the door and saw the scene inside, they froze on the spot, their eyes wide with shock.

His son, Huang Yiming, was covered in dirt and grime, his clothes stained with grass clippings and mud. He was carrying a pile of dark stones, withered weeds, and a few pieces of gleaming metal, looking disheveled and strange. Beside him stood a little girl, her clothes tattered and covered in wounds, timidly hiding behind him like a frightened rabbit.

"Yiming, what have you been doing?" Huang's father was the first to react, the hoe in his hand falling to the ground with a clatter. His face darkened, and his tone was filled with anger. "Have you gotten into trouble? Who is this girl? Did you kidnap her? And what are you doing picking up all this junk, these clods of dirt and weeds in your arms?!"

Huang's mother, her eyes reddening with anxiety, stepped forward and pulled Huang Yiming close, looking him up and down: "Son, have you been wronged? Failing the college entrance exam doesn't mean you can do something foolish! This girl looks so young, you can't make a mistake!"

The couple became increasingly convinced of the worst. Looking at the "rags" in Huang Yiming's arms and then at the unfamiliar Yang Xiu, they concluded that he had suffered a shock after failing the college entrance exam and had gone out to cause trouble by abducting people. They were about to beat him up on the spot and teach him a lesson.

"Dad, Mom, you've misunderstood! It's not what you think!" Huang Yiming was so frightened that he quickly backed away, almost spilling the precious item in his arms. He shouted anxiously, "This isn't a clod of dirt, it's money! This isn't weeds, it's medicine! I rescued this girl, I didn't kidnap her!"

"Money? Just these worthless stones?" Mr. Huang scoffed, his face full of disbelief. He picked up a dark, rough jade stone and tossed it on the ground. "This junk... Stones can be used as money? I think you've gone mad from failing your exams, spouting nonsense!"

Madam Huang sighed and looked at Yang Xiu with heartache, saying, "Miss, don't be afraid. Did this boy force you? Tell us, and we'll stand up for you." Yang Xiu shrank even tighter behind Huang Yiming, clutching his clothes tightly, and shook her head, her voice soft and sweet, "I followed you willingly, young master. You are a good person."

[Ding! Host's major social death scene - being treated like a human trafficker by his parents. It is recommended that the host quickly produce precious proof to avoid having his legs broken; by the way, find some clean clothes for the little maid, so that she doesn't always wear tattered clothes, it's too embarrassing.] The system's sarcastic remarks came online on time, making Huang Yiming so angry that his teeth itched.

Seeing the distrust in his parents' eyes, and glancing at the precious ginseng in his arms, Huang Yiming was sweating profusely with anxiety. He knew that words alone wouldn't convince anyone; he needed to produce concrete evidence. He gently placed the precious ginseng on the ground, picked up a perfectly intact wild ginseng root, and handed it to his parents: "Dad, Mom, look, this is wild ginseng, extremely valuable, it can sell for a lot of money! And this gold, it's all real, not just broken stones!"

Mr. Huang waved his hand impatiently: "Don't try to fool me with grass roots. Do you think I don't know what wild ginseng looks like? This is just weeds you dug up from the mountain. Throw it away and stop making a mess at home!" Huang Yiming was completely helpless. His parents didn't understand these things at all, and he couldn't explain it to them. He could only put the matter aside for now.

He looked at Yang Xiu. The little girl was covered in injuries, her clothes were tattered, and she was terrified in this unfamiliar environment. Her eyes were red and she looked aggrieved, but she still held back her tears. She was so well-behaved that it broke his heart. Huang Yiming's heart softened, and he said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, her name is Yang Xiu. I rescued her from outside. She has nowhere to go. Let her stay with us for a few days, and I'll send her away after I've settled her in."

Seeing Yang Xiu's pitiful appearance, Huang's parents finally softened. Although they were still suspicious, they didn't press the matter further. They just glared at Huang Yiming and told him to quickly clean up the "junk" and not make a mess of the house.

Huang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Yang Xiu into his small room. He carefully piled the precious items he was holding in his arms in the corner and covered them with a cloth. These were his lifeblood; he absolutely couldn't lose them. He rummaged through his old clothes from when he was a child and handed them to Yang Xiu: "Change into some clean clothes first, and I'll treat your wounds."

Yang Xiu took the clothes, her cheeks flushed, and timidly went to the corner to change, her movements cautious. Huang Yiming sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the treasures in the corner, his heart pounding with excitement. Top-quality jadeite, wild ginseng, gold nuggets—any one of these items could fetch a fortune. His dream of becoming rich overnight was finally about to come true!

[Ding! Host, stop daydreaming and quickly find a way to monetize these things—wild ginseng can't be kept for too long, otherwise its medicinal effects will be lost and it will become worthless; also, don't let your parents discover your system secret, or you might be mistaken for a mental patient and sent to the hospital.] The system's rant shattered his fantasy, and Huang Yiming instantly came to his senses.

He knew the system was right; his immediate priority was to secretly sell the medicinal herbs and jade to realize his dream of getting rich quick. Moreover, Black Wind Ridge was fraught with danger, and bandits could appear at any moment. He had to earn money as soon as possible to buy equipment for self-defense before returning to the other world and taking Yang Xiu out of danger completely.

After Yang Xiu changed her clothes, his old clothes, though a little too big for her, accentuated her petite figure and delicate features. Huang Yiming found iodine and gauze and carefully treated her wounds, his movements gentle, afraid of hurting her. Yang Xiu sat obediently, motionless, her eyes full of gratitude, her gaze towards Huang Yiming growing increasingly affectionate.

After treating his wounds, it was already dark. Huang Yiming looked out the window at the night sky, thinking to himself: Tomorrow morning, I'll go to the traditional Chinese medicine shop in the city and sell the wild ginseng to test the waters. He looked at the obedient Yang Xiu beside him and secretly vowed to establish himself as soon as possible, to give her a good life, and to ensure she would never be bullied again.

Little did he know the immense commotion these top-grade wild ginseng from another world would cause in modern Chinese medicine shops. And those "clods of earth" in his arms were priceless, enough to instantly elevate him from a nobody to a true millionaire. A storm of his own rise to power was about to begin in the city.