Tomorrow at the Brothel, Listen to Book No. 916

Lin Jiaojiao is transported into a period novel, where she becomes the prettiest village girl for miles around. Unfortunately, she’s infamous as a “female Zhang Fei”: she comes from a family of butchers, is incredibly strong, and can eat three bowls of rice in one sitting.

Her awful grandmother wants the betrothal gifts and tries to force her to marry a widower from the next village who beats his wife. Lin Jiaojiao gives a cold laugh, then goes into the mountains and finds an outstandingly handsome man with a six-pack, covered in blood.

“What are you looking at? This is the live-in son-in-law I just hired!”

When Lu Zhan wakes up with amnesia, he sees the beautiful woman before him holding a bloodstained butcher’s cleaver in one hand. His Adam’s apple bobs, his ears turn red, and he answers, “Mm. I’m her man.”

At first, the villagers all laugh at Lin Jiaojiao for picking up a useless freeloader.

That is, until her awful relatives come looking for trouble and the sickly-looking man snaps one of their leg bones with one hand, his gaze cold as a demon’s.

Later, Lin Jiaojiao uses her butchering skills and a portable spirit spring to build a meat-processing plant and a chain of shops, becoming the richest person in the country. Meanwhile, her amnesiac husband not only regains his identity as a powerful young master from the capital and a decorated military officer, but also corners her every day, red-eyed, begging her to make their marriage official.

“Wifey, the pigs are all slaughtered. When are you coming back to the capital with me to register our marriage?”