Transmigrated Into a Little Flower Farmer

[Please follow my upcoming novel, Selling Pastries in Ancient Times. Blurb below↓↓↓]

[Blurb]

Du Ruo was a famous gardening blogger. Her meticulously designed garden won the top gold prize at the World Garden Festival, the award for "World's Most Beautiful Garden."

Well, people tend to drink too much when they're happy.

Who knew she'd wake up in the body of the youngest daughter of the Du family in the Great Xing Dynasty?

Life in an ancient farming household was hard.

Her mother was about to give birth, and her father had a broken leg.

Her sister was being forced into marriage, and her brother had to leave school.

How could she overcome all these difficulties?

Luckily, her garden came along with her.

Make flower wine, eat flower dishes.

Admire the flowers, savor their beauty.

A bright future lay ahead.

*

Du Ruo grew and tended flowers. She was a true flower lover, yet she wanted to pluck the flower by her side: the aloof scholar.

The aloof scholar: Pick me whenever you like.

In a nutshell: Du Ruo travels to ancient times, where she farms, grows flowers, and cooks delicious food.

A country girl and her childhood friend, the scholar.

P.S. I'm no poet, so please don't mock this clumsy doggerel.

If you like it, add it to your collection. If you don't, just click X. It's that simple. Everyone's happy. Reading is just for fun.

Don't nitpick, don't nitpick, don't nitpick!

[Upcoming: Selling Pastries in Ancient Times]

An Xin was a top student who graduated from a 211/985 university. Everyone expected her to work at a world-famous company, but instead, she lugged her bags back to her rural hometown and announced she was opening a little pastry shop. Everyone was stunned.

The old house had been passed down from her grandparents. It was a traditional courtyard of gray bricks and dark tiles, with two courtyards, sweeping eaves, bracketed beams, a rock garden, and green lotus leaves.

She was very pleased with it. She bought an oven, a mixer, and all kinds of baking molds, turning the kitchen into a professional bakery. But the moment she opened the pastry shop, the world changed. Restaurants and teahouses lined the streets, where people in fine robes and coarse jackets all wore their hair long and spoke in an archaic, affected manner.

A household registration appeared out of nowhere on the counter. An Xin opened it and saw: An Xin (female head of household), age fifteen, alone, a two-courtyard residence, five mu, no farmland.

Good grief, An Xin exclaimed. Opening a pastry shop had sent her straight to ancient times!

But when she stepped out the front door, the colorful rotating sign of the hair salon across the street hurt her eyes.

Well then, she'd sell pastries in ancient times by day and return to the modern world at night.

The emperor of the Great Ye Dynasty loved sneaking out of the palace. One day he came across a little shop. The proprietress was so beautiful, she would make the perfect empress!

An Xin looked utterly disgusted. "I have no interest in sleeping in your rock-hard dragon bed!"

The shameless Yan Zhou said, "My lady, I'll gladly come with you and sleep on that soft, bouncy Simmons mattress."

Theme: Women should stand on their own two feet and carve out a place for themselves!