How can I become the Immortal Physician's last disciple if I know nothing about medicine? How can I create unrivaled embroidery if I don't know needlework? How can I write brilliant prose if I know nothing about poetry?
That damned Biluo! Would it kill her to know a little less? Look where it got her: worked to death!
What am I supposed to do, a modern person from a whole new era? Was it easy for me to transmigrate? Everyone else gets to laze around, while I'm stuck here working myself to the bone.
Can't I just pretend to have amnesia?
Well, the number of words in each chapter is too few. Author's reply: I will work harder in the future