Dressed as a little orphan fleeing from poverty, Song Ruochu's eyes darkened.
She pulls weeds when others are planting rice seedlings, and cuts her hands when others are harvesting wheat. The modern foodie college students who do not touch the spring water almost starve to death in the famine years.
But the person who rescued her was Li Jing, a "down-and-out family" who held the title of prince but was more stingy than a beggar.
I heard that this prince was not favored, and his fiefdom was extremely poor. His favorite things to do were to pick up money bags, count coins, and be extremely stingy.
In order to earn a living, Song Ruochu could only hug this golden thigh tightly: "Your Highness, I will cook for you, just take care of the food!"
Li Jing glanced at her coldly: "I can't even support myself, what's the use of this waste like you?"
She said she was disgusted, but when she used wild vegetables to make a Manchu banquet, and when he saw her conjuring high-yielding seeds out of thin air, the eyes of the indifferent prince changed.
Later, the wasteland turned into fertile farmland, and the remote countryside became a prosperous county.
One day, a secret report came from Beijing that the enemy troops were pressing on the border, and no one in the DPRK dared to fight.
The crotchless prince who had been hanging around Song Ruochu all day long, digging for his money in front of people, came back in a bloody armor, slapped the soldiers of the world on the table, and took her into his arms: "The world belongs to me, and you belong to me. Whoever dares to snatch it will be destroyed."
Song Ruochu was shocked: It turns out that this man is not really poor, but really evil! Pretending to be poor, pretending to be weak, pretending to be disgusted, secretly scheming the whole country!
