[Historical Romance + Famine + Adorable Child Beloved by All + Unlimited Supplies + Feel-Good Story]
In the final years of the Great Yan dynasty, disasters struck one after another. Three-and-a-half-year-old Shen Yuyu was abandoned by her uncle and aunt in a desolate village. Hunger made her vision swim, but the broken iron pot in her arms suddenly glowed white, and a bowl of hot porridge appeared out of nowhere.
A bowl of porridge saved Pei Huaixu, the Marquis of Zhenbei. The first batch of supplies arrived: rice, flour, medicinal herbs, and seeds appeared one after another. Yuyu only knew that the iron pot could produce things that kept people alive, and she would never let anyone discover its secret.
Holding a big black bowl, she fed a hot-tempered vanguard, a cold-blooded spy, a reserved medical sage, a proud young general, a thickheaded commander, and a sharp-tongued military advisor. The cooking fires blazed again, granaries filled up out of nowhere, wounded soldiers rose to their feet, and cries and laughter once more rang through the desolate village.
At the sound of her babyish call, the seven turned their blades toward the imperial capital.
But Zhao Yan ordered the village massacred, and an army cut off from its food marched on them. The barren hills were about to become a grave for tens of thousands. Fleeing meant no food and no way out; surrender meant certain death. Ordinary methods couldn't save the starving refugees. Only Yuyu could keep upgrading her supplies and use a pot of hot porridge to turn the tide of a chaotic age.
When the seven gods of war donned their armor again and a hundred thousand refugees formed an iron army, Yuyu hugged her big black pot and took the first step toward the decisive battle.
"If Daddy won't rebel, Yuyu will do it herself!"
