Su Xian made a living selling sweet potatoes from a street stall. After a car accident, she transmigrated into a poor family living in a thatched hut, with barely enough to eat and nothing warm to wear.
Worst of all, she had no pocket dimension, no spiritual spring, and no golden finger.
Heavens! She could only dig up sweet potatoes and return to her old line of work.
Not only would she eat her fill and dress warmly, she'd set her sights on making money! Making money!
