Me, the Butcher's Beauty!

My next book will be this one: Starting a Winery from Scratch in Ancient Times. Please add it to your favorites. The blurb is below.

Before she died, Yun Zhaozhuo was a butcher who sold pork at the market, known as the Butcher's Beauty.

After dying unexpectedly, she transmigrated into the body of another woman named Yun Zhaozhuo. Her father was a pig castrator who also butchered pigs.

The eldest son of the Yun family and his wife had only one daughter, Yun Zhaozhuo, and their substantial savings had attracted covetous eyes from all sides.

Her grandparents schemed to have her father adopt the sons of her second and third uncles, so they could get their hands on the family fortune the eldest son had accumulated.

Her second and third aunts wanted their own brothers to marry into the family, so they could eat their fill off the wealth of a household without sons.

The young men of the same village had the same idea. One after another, they came calling, offering themselves as husbands.

Yun Zhaozhuo sent them all packing, rolled up her sleeves, and learned pig castration and butchering from her father.

It was her old line of work, so of course she could handle it with ease.

As her skills at castrating and butchering pigs grew ever more polished and she began to make a name for herself, everyone grew anxious and furious.

"What respectable unmarried girl would do this kind of work? She spends all day around pigs. Yun Zhaozhuo will never find a husband!"

But then the talented scholar the eldest Yun household had once taken in showed up on horseback, wearing a red flower on his chest, to propose to Yun Zhaozhuo!

Shen Fujun rose step by step from humble farming origins to become a first-rank official. The only thing people criticized his wife for was that she had once butchered pigs in the marketplace.

People gossiped behind Shen Fujun's back, saying Yun Zhaozhuo had butchered pigs and was too uncouth to be seen in polite society. Shen Fujun overheard them.

His expression turned cold, and he went straight for the kill, arguing them into silence and leaving them so mortified they retreated into themselves. He became famous overnight.

Neither of these spouses is someone you want to mess with!

Coming soon: Starting a Winery from Scratch in Ancient Times

Blurb: Jiang Zuier was inspecting her family's winery when a sudden fire broke out and burned her alive.

When she opened her eyes again, she had become Jiang Zuier, a resident of Changyuan Village with the same name.

She had one dilapidated house, two mu of poor farmland, dead parents, and a six-year-old sister in poor health. The rice jar was almost empty, and the family was dirt poor.

The parents of a fool from a neighboring household had their eye on her. Seeing that she had no parents or brothers to back her up, they wanted to force her to marry their son.

A bachelor from the village who couldn't find a wife climbed over her wall in the middle of the night, intending to assault her.

Jiang Zuier said nothing. She went into the kitchen, grabbed a chipped cleaver, and hacked at him like a madwoman, making sure everyone knew what had happened.

What a joke. These people didn't even know where they were when she built the Jiang family winery from nothing!

She sold her poor farmland and returned to her old trade. Along the way, she picked up a fierce little puppy and sent him to learn from an old hunter.

The puppy grew fiercer, and the Jiang family's life grew better. The old winery was rebuilt, and Jiang Zuier once again became a target.

One day, one man brought her flowers, and the next, another brought her candy. Every one of them was handsome, and not one had pure intentions. Matchmakers were about to wear a path to her door.

The little puppy was green with jealousy!

"Big sister, look at me. I'm better than all of them."

A gloomy, possessive puppy who is intensely jealous x a dazzling, flirtatious heroine who doesn't realize her own charm

Please note: This is a fictional setting, and a very fictional one. Please proceed with caution.

Theme: Once you stand on your own two feet, your happiness is in your own hands.