Her husband died young, and just after the first seven days, the clan leader came to the house with his best relatives and wanted to exterminate the whole family. He wanted to drive away Song Yunniang and the six babies who were waiting to be fed!
The family was completely out of food, and her paralyzed mother-in-law scolded her for being a coward. Just when the family was about to starve to death, Song Yunniang slipped and fell into a mysterious cave.
Open your eyes again——
The dazzling neon lights flashed, and the aroma of spicy hotpot and barbecue crazily penetrated the nostrils.
She, an ancient widow who couldn't even afford brown rice bran, actually traveled to the back alley of a night market in a modern third-tier city!
Others travel through time with the system, but Song Yunniang relies on washing dishes.
Washing dishes in cold water at the night market for one night, and the daily salary is thirty yuan?
Go back to a modern convenience store and buy a pack of snow-white salt for two yuan, which is a priceless treasure that was brought back to ancient times and was exclusively available to the rich and powerful for instant sales!
A barrel of modern soybean oil cost tens of dollars, making six sallow and skinny Zaizai eat with their mouths full of oil;
Cheap and easy-to-use Western medicine tablets were regarded as amazing elixirs by ancient doctors;
And the wild bitter herbs that no one cared about in ancient times were put into the hot pot base of modern night markets, and they have become pure natural god-level spices that stall owners are snapping up at high prices!
