Survival on the Grasslands [Transmigration]

A story about transmigrating to Northern Wei, becoming a handsome Xianbei man, and raising sheep and farming. The bad news: He transmigrated to an era that didn't even have toilet paper. The good news: His family seemed fairly well-off. His father was a chieftain, and his mother was the eldest daughter of a general. More bad news: His father died, his mother remarried, and he was an older unmarried man saddled with two dependents. Helan Ding, optimistic: No problem. With a face so handsome it could split the sky, rivaling Leonardo DiCaprio's, how could I possibly fail to find a wife? His people: Our lord is ugly and dim-witted. Unless we prepare a generous dowry, his line might die out. Helan Ding: Are you blind? The ugly, dim-witted Helan chieftain resolved to rise to prominence. He would start with papermaking, making sure everyone in the Northern and Southern Dynasties had paper as his first goal! Everyone: Isn't this just because you can't get used to using bamboo slips to wipe yourself? Helan Ding: I'm combining my personal aspirations with the greater good of the nation! Note: Toilet slips are rectangular pieces of bamboo, also known as poop sticks. They can be reused... New story coming soon: Cherishing the Fragrant Blossoms. This is my first time writing historical romance, so please bear with me! Reborn with a fresh start, Ye Ran initially thought she had hit the jackpot. She had been born into a prosperous and flourishing realm, into a family of officials and scholars, and could finally enjoy a good life of having food brought to her mouth, clothes put on her back, and maids all around her. She could lie flat at last. But before long, Ye Ran gradually sensed something was wrong: a missing father, a chaotic mother, a timid older sister, an illiterate older brother, and herself, who only wanted to enjoy the good life. This family was doomed! Setting down her glass of colored glaze and her ivory chopsticks, Ye Ran gazed resolutely ahead. No matter what, she had to hold on to the wealth and privilege of this life! Theme: Heaven moves with vigor; the superior person strives tirelessly to improve himself. Farming is hard, but work hard and you'll have enough to eat!