A Wasteland in Troubled Times: All My Long-Term Laborers Are Daughters of Fallen Houses

In the final years of the Great Qian dynasty, a thousand li of land lay barren, and people ate their own children to survive. Chen An transmigrates into the body of a landlord and awakens the [Haven Manor System]. As long as he takes in beautiful women in distress, he’ll receive unlimited supplies and top-tier rewards! [ Ding! Took in a princess of the imperial clan in distress. Reward: 500 jin of polished rice and 50 jin of braised pork! ] [ Ding! Took in Jiangnan’s top courtesan. Reward: Crossbow blueprints made of refined steel and an antibiotic formula! ] [ Ding! Took in a heroine from a martial arts clan. Reward: Divine-level marksmanship and ten bulletproof vests! ] … Looking at the courtyard full of breathtaking beauties, Chen An sighed over his steamed bun: “Hey, Ling’er, stop acting like a princess. If those two pigs in the back yard get any thinner, I’m holding you responsible!” “And you, Ruyan, stop dancing and go turn over that acre of sweet potatoes!” Outside, wars raged and the land was strewn with corpses from starvation. Inside Chen Manor, Chen An lived in a world of wine and women, with music and dancing every night. The warlords pleaded, “Please, Lord Chen, spare us a dou of rice! We’ll trade you a city for it!” The emperor begged, “Brother-in-law! If you’ll only come out of retirement, I’ll give you the throne!”