After three years of severe drought, there were only 19 old and weak people left in Kujingtun.
Five-year-old Suisui hugged the broken pottery bowl left by her mother and watched her grandfather sharpen the stone flakes - he wanted to "exchange" himself for three days of food.
Suisui rushed forward and hugged his legs, tears pouring into the bowl.
The next second, she appeared next to the trash can in the snack street of University Town.
Half a box of egg tarts and a cup of leftover milk tea were taken back to ancient times as elixirs to save her dying grandmother.
From then on, the people of Kujingtun discovered that Suisui's broken bowl could conjure things.
Wilted cabbage, expired milk, discounted bread, old cotton clothes, shovels, cement, greenhouse film...
What others see as rubbish is the fate of her entire village.
Later, locust plagues, extreme cold, and waves of refugees came one after another.
Not only did Kujingtun not die, but it became a fortress in troubled times.
