[Farming + fleeing famine + a pocket dimension + supernatural powers] Baozhu never expected to transmigrate into a year of famine. Her family had no money or food, and they were saddled with enormous debts. Fortunately, she had a pocket dimension. A massive debt? No problem. She had ways to make money: if a thousand taels weren’t enough, she’d earn ten thousand. Natural disasters struck one after another, and the imperial court did nothing? No worries. With her powers, she could farm enough to eat and wear, stockpile grain, and save disaster victims amid the chaos. Just as she was planning her happy little life, some young general insisted on sticking to her and begged her to keep him, even claiming he would help her command an army! Eldest brother: “Little sis, those officials are after us. We might as well rebel.” Second brother: “I burned down the governor’s mansion. Let’s see him disrespect our little sis now!” Third brother: “I caught a pretty boy. They say he’s the Crown Prince.” Get out of here, you lot! I never planned to rebel!
