It’s Already a Famine, So What’s Wrong with Taking in a Few More People?

Song Zhi opens her eyes and finds herself in the middle of a famine. There’s not enough to eat, nothing warm to wear, and nowhere to sleep. Luckily, her golden finger doesn’t let her down: pick someone up, and she gets rice and flour. Pick up another, and she gets meat, eggs, and vegetables. Pick up more, and more, and more... Soon she’s gathered a house full of gold and jade, and mountains of silver and gold. With so much money piled up, what’s wrong with raising an army? And with such a big army, what’s wrong with becoming an empress?