My Husband Supports Me and Our Army of Men [Farming]

Xiesha City lies near the border. Just beyond its walls stretches a hundred-year-old battlefield. The city is battered by wind and sand year-round, and life is hard for its people. But with General Yan Kan standing guard, they live in peace. A year ago, a delicate young master came to town and bought a tavern. Everyone in Xiesha City laughed. The young master had never lifted a finger for a day's work. How could he possibly run a business? He was bound to lose everything. But who could have guessed that the little tavern would serve fragrant wine and delicious food, as well as all sorts of unusual novelties? Everyone had finally started prospering after following the general's lead and farming. By the end of the year, though, they'd spent every last bit of their money at his tavern. As they watched the little tavern selling its wares all the way to the capital, the townsfolk felt both envious and proud. “All the city's silver is going into the young master's pockets.” Someone spotted the person who never left the young master's side and chuckled. “Not just that. It looks like the general might be...” The Yan family army had a pork knuckle in one hand and a watermelon in the other. Smiling broadly, their dark faces beamed. “It'd be great if the general married into the family. Then we'd never be short on food again.” Qi Xi looked at these bottomless eaters and shook out his pockets. Empty. Hah, the money he'd just earned was gone again. General Yan Kan stood atop the city wall. Behind him lay stretches of lush green fields; beyond the city walls, grasslands rolled into the distance. He looked sheepish. “Husband, do you want more land? I'll go win it for you.” The Yan family's two little dumplings clung to his legs, one on each side. Staring intently at the land that didn't belong to their family yet, they nodded hard. “Want it! Go fight!” P.S. Farming, running a business, childbirth. Advance follows open for The Fishmonger Husband of the Teacher. Please add it to your favorites! Tao Qingyu transmigrated into the Da Li Dynasty as a young man called a ge'er. His family was large, and they managed to scrape by raising fish in a pond. After an accident, the family urgently needed money. Just as Tao Qingyu was planning to sell the fishpond to raise funds, someone suddenly showed up to arrange a marriage proposal. “The Fang family only has him, and he's a teacher at an academy. If you marry him, you won't have in-laws to wait on, and your husband will be a successful candidate in the imperial exams, giving you a fine reputation...” Tao Qingyu: “What's a reputation worth?” The matchmaker beamed. “Ten taels of betrothal silver.” Tao Qingyu turned and walked away. He'd lived this long and never seen a pastry fall from the sky. The matchmaker called after him. “A hundred taels.” Tao Qingyu stopped, turned around, and raised his hand in one smooth motion. “Cash on the barrelhead, and I'll hand him over!” What a joke. A hundred taels was no small sum, it wasn't something to just... Just like that, the money was placed in his hand. The young teacher wore a long robe. The warmth of his fingers passed through the banknotes into Tao Qingyu's palm. “I've paid, Boss Xiao Yu. Will you hand yourself over?” * Fang Wenli didn't like eating fish. But whenever he heard the fishmonger calling outside, he would eagerly call him over and buy the biggest fish. The young man would laugh and say he was obsessed with fish. Once, someone overheard Fang Wenli casually reveal what he liked, then twisted it into a rumor that reached Tao Qingyu. The young man, eyes reddening, snapped angrily: “If you don't like fish, then don't eat it.” “If you don't like me, you don't have to marry me!” Fang Wenli's heart ached. He pulled him into his arms. Long ago, in that little courtyard filled with arguments, the young man's cheerful calls had kept him company through his lonely, oppressive childhood. Even after the little courtyard was left with no one but him, and his days settled into a dull routine, he still had to seize the opportunity and use those hundred taels to clumsily secure the rest of the young man's life. “I don't like eating fish, but I had to marry you.” *A clever, vivacious beauty who never passes up a chance to make money, fishmonger bottom x outwardly refined but actually coldhearted and ruthless, extremely possessive teacher top* Theme: Be self-reliant and work hard to create a better life.