Shen Zhiyi had the misfortune of transmigrating to an ancient era plagued by famine, where she nearly ended up being sold.
Luckily, she had a golden finger: a max-level farming game.
Fishing, farming, workshops, kitchens, it had everything.
It was practically an essential survival tool for anyone fleeing famine!
By day, she pretended to drink bitter wild greens in front of everyone. At night, she secretly tucked into lavish feasts.
Every now and then, she also had to outsmart bandits and soldiers.
All she wanted was to find a safe place amid the chaos of war and keep herself alive.
Then she arrived on that man's territory. His temperament was awful, but he was one of the few fair-minded officials in the empire.
Shen Zhiyi: “I'm tired. This place will do.”
The general's eyes gleamed. “Wife, cheer up. You're pregnant, so don't get angry at the drop of a hat. Good girl, you stay home and have the baby. I'll earn a fortune for our child.”
Shen Zhiyi: “Yeah, right! If you make me have another baby, I'm leaving!”
She kicked him hard.
Tonight, they were sleeping in separate rooms!
