Jiang Hao, a descendant of imperial chefs, transmigrates into a period novel as the hapless fake heiress. After the real heiress returns, her adoptive parents force her to marry the “disfigured and disabled” old man living in the deserts of the Northwest in the real heiress’s place.
Without a second thought, Jiang Hao sells her adoptive father’s job, clears out her adoptive mother’s private savings and every grain of food in the house, then turns around and reports the real heiress for profiteering. With a pocket dimension stocked with a trillion yuan worth of supplies, she boards a train to the Northwest.
At the desert base, she mistakes the man covered in sand who’s crouched by the roadside repairing a tractor for the mute driver sent to meet her.
Jiang Hao: “Big guy, help me with my luggage and I’ll treat you to braised pork.”
Later, Lu Ye, the terrifying “Living Yama” of the base, follows a delicate young woman around every day, happily washing dishes.
His comrades: “Commander, what happened to your dignity?”
Lu Ye: “The braised pork is too good. Who needs dignity!”
