After closing her eyes and opening them again, Cui Qiaoqiao stared at the carved wooden bed before her, utterly bewildered. Had she just scored the trendy transmigration starter pack?
Other people transmigrated as princesses or daughters of prestigious families.
She, on the other hand, was a poor little thing who had been exiled to Lingnan with her parents and died there.
Cui Qiaoqiao hadn't even figured out which dynasty she was in when a little red flower suddenly appeared in her mind. Why?
Because her national development score was dead last in the country! So the System had bundled her off to ancient times for a makeover!
The little red flower waved a tiny whip, holding a national development score in one hand and a Click-Through app in the other, smiling at Cui Qiaoqiao with the compassionate benevolence of a bodhisattva. What else could she do?
Sipping porridge with barely a grain of rice in it, she could only choose to study hard! Keep improving every day! Strive to become the greatest contributor to national development in ancient times!
After joining her exiled father in farming and infrastructure projects, Cui Qiaoqiao was busier than ever, until she suddenly met a native ancient man who was seriously studying mulberry-based fishponds.
In a fit of excitement, Cui Qiaoqiao blurted out, "How are you?"
The native man, Chen Yushu, replied, "I'm fine, thank you!"
As the two embraced and wept, Cui Qiaoqiao asked through her sobs, "Brother, how did you get sent here?"
Chen Yushu was so excited he could barely speak. "Well, you might believe this, but my national development score is second from the bottom in the whole country! I wonder where the unlucky soul in last place ended up?"
Cui Qiaoqiao drew a deep breath. "That unlucky Cui is right here."
