The Female Bandit King and Her Captive Wife

Being a mountain chieftain means drinking from big bowls, tearing into huge chunks of meat, patrolling the mountains, riding horses, and picking on the weaklings from the neighboring mountain. When you're really bored, you go kidnap someone pretty... ahem, let's not get into the details. But when you actually transmigrate into the body of a mountain chieftain, you find out it's all nonsense. If you want to drink and eat your fill, first you have to sort out irrigation for the fields and livestock farming. When patrolling the mountains or riding horses, you also have to think about how to develop the land and build agricultural infrastructure. Want to bully the neighboring mountain? Do you think all your people are invulnerable to blades and bullets? That nobody can die? If everyone goes off to fight, who's going to work the fields? Without farming and trade, where will your food and drink come from? If those three things don't sound too hard to handle, there's still one massive pitfall waiting for you. [System Prompt] You have obtained: One cheap son [System Prompt] You have obtained: One chieftain's wife [System Prompt] You have entered combat. [System Prompt] Incorrect weapon and equipment. [System Prompt] Weapons cannot be changed during combat. [System Prompt] Would you like to quit the game? [System Prompt] Sorry, dear transmigrator. The game has started and cannot be exited. This story is complete. I'm editing typos as I post, so you can read with peace of mind and enjoy every bite~ Thanks to Tutu for the cover design, and to the cover models Mixian and Heta. I've sent you cat biscuits~ Updates daily! New chapters usually drop around 6-8 p.m., with the occasional double update. My friend's new story is a very down-to-earth reborn tale: Reborn, Not for the Crown: And a plug for my own new story: a tale about why you shouldn't mess with poisonous creatures. Theme: Hold on to your principles even in adversity