A Laid-Back Life of Farming, Street Vending, and Making a Fortune

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*Farming + food + business

After working overtime, 007 died suddenly. Ye Lan opened her eyes to discover that her soul had ended up in another body, transmigrating into a farming novel as the vicious supporting character who drowned and died.

A freezing cold day, a dilapidated house, an empty chicken coop, and barren land. A father as thin as a skeleton, a mother who died young, spiteful relatives laughing with glee, and neighbors who wouldn't even look her in the eye. Calling it a disastrous start would be no exaggeration.

In her previous life, she worked like a draft animal for capitalists, getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than dogs. Given another chance at life, Ye Lan dreamed only of being a lazy fish.

To make that dream come true, she started working hard to build up her capital.

Gazing at the empty, weedy land behind the hills outside her door, Ye Lan shouldered a hoe, broke ground, sowed seeds, and planted more fresh vegetables than they could eat. Then she raised a few chickens to keep her family healthy. After that, she even got a little pushcart and led the whole family into town to do business.

The family had enough to eat, repaired their house, and grew stronger and healthier. Their living conditions steadily improved, and even the obnoxious relatives came rushing to curry favor. The neighbors greeted them with smiles, too.

But that still wasn't enough for her to become a lazy fish! Ye Lan gritted her teeth and kept pushing herself. She was going to make it big!

The pushcart became a shop, the plain pancakes turned into all kinds of delicious foods, and then she opened a tavern while she was at it. When the town could no longer contain her businesses, she waved her hand and headed for the city, then the capital!

With enough money in her vault to keep her family fed and clothed for ten lifetimes, Ye Lan finally lay down, satisfied, and counted her money. She had become a lazy fish through her own efforts.

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After completing his military service, Qin Zheng returned home, only to be forced to marry Ye Lan, a shrew, before he could even sort out the mess waiting for him. He already had plenty of complaints about her, and after learning more about her, he was even less willing to look her in the eye.

Breaking up other people's marriages, ruining their crops, stealing their food... She wouldn't even spare the sour fruit in a three-year-old child's mouth. She had done every kind of bad deed imaginable.

Thinking of the way she behaved, then looking at his two younger siblings clinging to his legs, Qin Zheng could stand it no longer. He resolved to give her a proper scolding, and if that didn't work, he'd write her a divorce letter. Even if the whole world condemned him for the rest of his life, so be it.

As it turned out, that was all he could do: think about it.

She went out to the fields every day and grew vegetables quite well. The neighbors even treated her politely and congratulated him on marrying such a good wife.

At mealtimes, smoke curled from his chimney, and the house filled with the aroma of food. Passersby would stop and savor the smell before moving on. The two children became her little shadows, constantly talking about how wonderful she was.

And that wasn't all. Her business was thriving, too.

Ye Lan flirted with Qin Zheng, openly and in secret? Qin Zheng was cold. Qin Zheng was secretly pleased. Qin Zheng was looking forward to it.

When he saw that she was ignoring him, the usually composed Qin Zheng lost his composure. He even resorted to using his good looks, all so he could keep his position as her husband.

Watching her grin so hard while counting money that the corners of her mouth nearly cramped, Qin Zheng sighed, amused and helpless.

What else could he do? Just stay home, be a good husband and father, and do the laundry!

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Don't You Want a Wok? (Food)

Yun Yue is the little tyrant of the food street. She can make pancakes, fry french fries, and even boil sugar to paint candy pictures.

She was in the middle of shaping a rice ball when the little pushcart she depended on for a living was confiscated by the city inspectors. Seeing the giant rice ball she had only half finished and her customers waiting hungrily, Yun Yue's vision went black, and she unexpectedly transmigrated to an unknown dynasty.

Looking at the streets, which lacked even a hint of good food, Yun Yue opened her eyes and got straight to work.

Don't worry, Mom, Dad, little brothers, and little sisters. Just give me a wok, and I can make stinky tofu, grilled cold noodles, grilled gluten skewers, grilled sweet potato noodles, fried chicken cutlets, egg waffles, wonton noodles, beef brisket noodles, hot and sour noodles...

Yun Yue: Hello, I have a breakfast shop, a lunch-and-dinner restaurant, and a late-night food stall.

Her scrawny younger siblings grew plump and rosy-cheeked, while her gaunt parents gradually grew stronger and healthier, too.

Once business took off, she picked up a handsome amnesiac man to help out. He'd make a nice addition to the place, too.

But after regaining his memory, the man brought ten thousand taels of gold to ask for her hand in marriage.

Yun Yue exclaimed, "I kindly gave you a meal, and now you want to be the lady boss?!"

Theme: Hard work is the road to prosperity