Zhang Yi had spent years keeping her head down as a copywriter, until her awful boss declared her work worthless!
Even the old man downstairs who collected scrap was already a millionaire, yet her bank balance still hadn’t reached five figures!
Zhang Yi tossed her resignation letter onto her boss’s desk. “To hell with being a wage slave. Why the hell should I keep working? I’d be better off collecting scrap!”
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“Moo, moo, moo...”
Zhang Yi woke up covered in injuries in a pit of cow dung and realized she had somehow transmigrated to ancient times! The original owner had also lost her memory!
“Waaah... Heaven, please send me back! I said I didn’t want to be a wage slave, not that I wanted to be cow dung! I’m doomed!”
In an ancient society where men were busy pursuing official careers and women were expected to serve their husbands and raise children, Zhang Yi figured her life was already a wreck, so she might as well go all in. Suddenly remembering Old Liu, she struck out on a new path and started collecting scrap!
And where could she find the best scrap? The imperial palace, of course!
P.S. This is a fictional historical setting. All details are purely made up.
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