Making a Fortune in the Wilds

Yu Li stared in disbelief. Fine, even if she had transmigrated, why did she have to end up in prehistoric times? Where were the handsome young men with long hair down to their waists, draped in silk and blessed with peerless beauty, like the ones in all those transmigration novels? Why was she stuck with nothing but primitive men wrapped in animal skins? She really couldn’t appreciate the looks of these cavemen! Hmm? Chief of the tribe, you aloof caveman, what exactly do you mean by that smile?