Reborn into the family of an exile, Lin Susu is thrown into the frozen wilderness on her wedding night.
As she watches the frail young lord cough up blood and teeter on the brink of death, she gets bound to a farming System.
At thirty below zero, while everyone else digs cellars and waits to die, she pulls out cold-resistant potato seeds and plants them in the frozen ground.
“They'll sprout in just seven days,”
her sickly husband says with a cough, laughing at her.
“I won't live that long.”
Seven days later, green shoots break through the snow.
She turns the first potatoes into soup and feeds him spoonful by spoonful. “Husband, stay alive.”
Later, a legend spreads across the northern frontier: anything the Xiao family's young lord's wife plants will grow.
She builds heated greenhouses for vegetables, brews strong liquor, and raises cattle and sheep. Against all odds, she builds a grand brick home on the frozen plain.
Then the emperor arrives in person. Seeing storehouses full of high-yield wheat and fields crowded with plump cattle and sheep, he asks in astonishment, “How did you achieve such prosperity?”
The whole village kneels and replies, “The young lord's wife taught us.”
No one notices the man in the shadows at the edge of the room, the one who used to cough up blood on the verge of death. He has his wife in his arms and murmurs hoarsely, “My lady, could I borrow the greenhouse for a little warmth tonight?”
Very beautiful, worth seeing