Trapped in a Drought, I Stockpile Goods With a Tough Guy and Strike It Rich

A drought has cut off the food supply, and I'm on the verge of dying when I push open the workshop door.

In ancient times, people fought over a bowl of muddy water. Here, modern tap water gushes out as much as you need!

I earn eighty cents in labor for each handmade hairpin, and thirty yuan a day. I turn around and buy twenty jin of rice, two bags of fine salt, and three jin of pork lard.

A wicked clan elder tries to force me to sell myself in exchange for water? I take my whole family straight to a meal of rice mixed with crispy pork cracklings!

The cold-faced, crippled hunter next door silently shields me from the greedy stares of the whole village. I hand him a bowl of thick white porridge. "Work with me, and you'll never go hungry."

Together, we build everything from nothing, stockpile grain, and build walls, turning a famine-stricken wasteland into a fortress granary. But one night, urgent knocks and cries for help suddenly come from behind the workshop door...