Reborn as a Farmer’s Daughter, I Built a Fortune with a Jar of Fermented Vegetables

Cheng Hening opened her eyes and found herself the eldest daughter of the poorest family in a rural village in ancient times.

Her father was bedridden with a broken leg, her mother spent all day in tears, her twelve-year-old brother was rebellious and impossible to control, and her seven-year-old sister was so thin that every rib showed. The whole family had just eleven copper coins left, and the stove had been cold for three days.

Her uncle's family was blocking the door to demand repayment, while the neighbors whispered behind their backs, “That family is probably finished.”

Other transmigrators came with a System, a pocket dimension, or a magical spring. She came with work experience as a quality-control inspector at a food factory.

Other people had golden fingers that turned everything into gold. She had only two cracked jars, a handful of coarse salt, and a basket of mustard greens that were nearly rotten.

It was all right.

She started with eleven coins.

In the first month, she paid off the rice debt.

A year later, the villagers called her “Boss Cheng.”

This is the story of a food factory quality inspector who transmigrated to ancient times and built a fortune jar by jar, one pickle at a time, using the simplest methods and moving at the slowest pace.

There was no overnight success. She simply made sure every step was firmly grounded.