After Being Abandoned at the Cliff's Edge, I Take Charge of Supporting My Family in a Desolate Village

[Farming + two male leads + beast world + wilderness + building a business + silver fox + female-led world with strong female characters]

The rule for abandoning mates at Broken Wind Cliff read: No food in the bitter winter? Abandon disabled beast husbands. The very first second she transmigrated, she kicked the rule to pieces.

The young, droop-eared silver fox knelt in the snowy mud, his frostbitten fingers trembling as he reached to press the blood seal severing family ties. All he wanted was a mouthful of hot water for his elder brother, whose bones were broken and who was left disabled.

Everyone in the village watched coldly, waiting to see her shove the two useless men into the bottomless icy abyss in exchange for half a sack of moldy black grain.

But the next second, she tore the blood contract to shreds and scattered it into the abyss, then broke the vicious clan uncle's wrist with a single kick!

The dilapidated cave leaked from every side, and the water inside froze solid? She built a warm kang bed from yellow earth and broken stones, heating the whole room, then gently tucked the fox's frozen-purple ears into her warm sleeve!

The entire village had run out of food and was chewing tree bark? She soaked, milled, and purified snow-white kudzu flour into pellets, and set bamboo fish traps in the water to pull a hundred fat fish from the deep pool in a single day!

The Nine Rivers Grand Market held a monopoly on coarse, toxic salt? She filtered and purified it through layers of charcoal and fine sand to make salt as white and fine as snow. One pound of refined salt emptied three huge carts of pig iron from a hundred villages!

The snobbish young clan leader came to force her to be his concubine? She slapped him twice so hard he spat blood and flew backward. "You think you can touch my people? You aren't fit!"

The clan uncle sneered and swore they wouldn't survive the night's snowstorm.

But he didn't know that when a horde of wolves encircled the village and the temple of the far north crumbled, the ones kneeling on one knee before her and offering their heartblades were the peerless war god, whose broken bones she had healed, and the Great Wilderness's foremost seal-holding tycoon, with all nine tails unfurled!