[Spatial storage + farming in exile + play the pig to eat the tiger + strong heroine and hero + transmigrated little cook vs. arrogant, sickly young lord]
Su Jinyu transmigrates into the body of a concubine brought in to bring good fortune. Before the wedding ceremony is even complete, an imperial decree arrives ordering the family’s arrest and exile.
Her elder sister immediately tries to break off her engagement, her mother-in-law faints from crying with no one to help her, and the whole household is in an uproar.
Amid the chaos, Su Jinyu calmly slips into the kitchen and stashes everything in her spatial storage, even the soot-blackened cured meat.
On the first day of exile, Su Jinyu hauls back a wild boar that ran into a tree. She wastes not a morsel, from its head to its trotters.
The officials’ eyes nearly pop out. “Where did this come from? Didn’t we confiscate everything?”
Su Jinyu offers them a pair of chopsticks. “Would you care to try some, sir? Three layers of pork belly, stewed until tender.”
From that day on, three full rows of air-dried pork legs hang from the back of her ramshackle ox cart.
As the days grow hotter, everyone else waits to see her make a fool of herself.
On the day they inspect the luggage at the city gate, the officials open Su Jinyu’s bags and are greeted by the aroma of meat.
Neatly stacked inside are dark, reddish cured meats, along with pork cracklings tightly wrapped in oiled paper.
The day the Xie family was arrested, Xie Yuan thought his life was over.
Sitting in his wheelchair and coughing up blood, he watches his new concubine carry in half a pig. “Don’t panic. I’m here, so you won’t starve.”
On the first day, he eats chili-fried pork intestines until sweat beads across his forehead, and his fever goes down halfway.
On the second day, he has vegetables simmered with pork-bone stock and dumplings, and his complexion begins to improve.
On the tenth day, as pork ribs sizzle over the coals, he gets up from his wheelchair on his own and reaches out to take one.
By the third month of their exile, the escorting officials have all gained ten pounds…
