Making a Living in the Wilderness [Farming]

Both are each other's first and only, mutually doting, sweet and satisfying. The bottom isn't a real widower. - Blurb: Shen Chuan, a wood-element ability user, farmed for eight years, then turned around and transmigrated into the leader of a band of bandits. Being the boss? Sounds promising. But the first job the bandits of Old Crow Mountain took left Shen Chuan speechless. He watched the hired hands of a wealthy landowner swing their arms and knock down the “ruthless” bandit underlings in two blows, leaving them unable to get back up for a long while. Shen Chuan: ... What the hell kind of future is this? I'm out of here. He'd be better off farming quietly. That very night, he packed a bundle and ran away. But just as he rushed to the foot of the mountain, after more than twenty years of being widowed, he met a little widower carrying a child from a previous marriage. The third-in-command shoved the little widower into Shen Chuan's arms. “Boss, what are you doing? Did you hear your third brother had kidnapped a wife for you, and come down the mountain in the middle of the night to welcome your new sister-in-law back to the stronghold?” The little widower stared at him warily. His narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were aloof and proud, cool and elegant. One look was enough to make Shen Chuan's thoughts run wild. His heart pounded. Shen Chuan berated himself: “What the hell, am I any different from Cao Cao?” He immediately threw down his bundle in indignation. “Third brother's right!” Besides, nobody said bandits had to rob and plunder. His underlings were weak as kittens, total pushovers in a fight. So he'd become a breath of fresh air among bandits: clear the land, farm, and go into business. He was definitely marrying this wife of the stronghold! No land? Impossible. Shen Chuan led his underlings and opened up wasteland across the mountains near Old Crow Mountain. They swung their hoes until smoke practically rose from the blades. The newly cultivated land couldn't produce enough? Not a chance. He had an exceptionally powerful wood-element ability and was born to farm. With a wave of his hand, yields soared. Rice, corn, potatoes, sugarcane, tea, rapeseed, grapes, bayberries, red-fleshed pomelos... Not only did local crops flourish, he also cultivated many new varieties, keeping his underlings so busy their feet practically sparked. They had to get the businesses going, too: popping popcorn, frying potato chips, shaking milk tea, baking little cakes, pressing rapeseed oil, and brewing fruit wine and vinegar... Within a hundred miles, there wasn't a single town without a restaurant or workshop of his. Ruthless rivals saw red and used every nasty business tactic imaginable, from hiring people to spread slander to stealing recipes and threatening to monopolize the market. Their malicious competition was as varied as a toad pretending to be a frog: ugly, but full of tricks. Shen Chuan rolled up his sleeves. “If a bandit doesn't use force, do you really think I'm a pushover?” His underlings: “Exactly! Do you think our boss is a pushover?” His sulky wife of the stronghold: “Aren't you?” Shen Chuan (grabbing him and kissing him): “I'll put up with your sulking, and only yours. Who does that guy think he is?” Coming soon: The Village Bully Insists on Marrying into the Family of a Doormat Qin Jun was the bully of Da Gu Village. He had his eye on You Xu, the village's little ger. That little ger... tsk, he was a bit of a doormat. All three in his family were pushovers, too, too afraid to say a word even when people bullied them. Qin Jun came up with a plan. You Xu was on edge all day and terrified of going outside. He thought that if he stayed indoors, he wouldn't be bullied. But the village bully actually came right to his door to steal his money! Qin Jun: “Little ger, lend me a few coppers to spend.” You Xu glared at him, furious but too afraid to say anything. Qin Jun: “Just lend me one copper!” You Xu froze. With a bleeding heart, he handed over one copper, hoping that would be enough to make him leave. But the next day, the scoundrel showed up again, claiming he couldn't repay the debt and would have to offer himself instead?! The three members of You Xu's family were dumbfounded. They couldn't afford to offend this powerful man, so they waved their hands and shook their heads. “It's only one copper. You don't need to pay us back!” Qin Jun glared. “Do I look like the kind of man who borrows money and doesn't pay it back?” You do. But the three of them only dared to think it, not say it. And so the people of Da Gu Village were horrified to discover that the village's scoundrel and bully had married into the family of the timid You Xu! What a disaster! The little doormat's good days were over. But the people craning their necks to watch the spectacle soon discovered that the You family was doing better and better, while their own good days were over! *No top-control, no bottom-control, and no trying to please both sides. Fans of either type should steer clear. *The author is an old-fashioned, stubborn person from the last century. I don't accept unsolicited teaching or writing advice under any name. Theme: Create a happy life with your own hands