Accelerated Agricultural Studies [1950s]

[Registered national copyright. I make no guarantees about pirated versions. I’ve revised this more times than there are dragon fruit seeds. I love reading your comments after each chapter! (੭ˊᵕˋ)੭]

Zhu Yu, a PhD student in the College of Agriculture.

Eight years at university, eight years farming. Just as her project was about to bear fruit, an old guy and his young protégé stole the credit, then turned around and slandered her. She laid down a family rule: no one in the next three generations is allowed to study agriculture.

She threw her head back and shouted, “Granny Heaven! Open your eyes and look!”

Granny Heaven opened her eyes and struck her with a bolt of lightning.

In 1941, a little girl named Zhu Yu was born in Little Bean Alley.

At three, she teased cats and dogs. At five, she pulled the roof tiles off the house. At six, she started kindergarten. Her grandfather thought someone would finally get the child under control, only to discover she had become the kindergarten’s little tyrant...?

Study hard, play hard.

Zhu Yu marched proudly along the road to becoming the Alley’s (notorious) pride, until the day her acceptance letter from the agricultural college arrived. The Meng Po Soup had worn off.

Zhu Yu, now with her memories restored: I’m taking this to the Underworld! I’m taking this all the way to the Underworld!

But it was too late to change anything. She had to attend Agricultural Machinery University and study agriculture. She plunged into the sea of her new life, since her golden finger required her to farm.

Accumulate merit, speed up time, become familiar with every kind of soil and air.

From a pot of strawberries to a peach tree,

then to a new variety of kiwi,

and on to taking part in the country’s most advanced crop hybridization projects.

With a time accelerator, Zhu Yu could control the growing period of every plant. Experiments that normally took months could be condensed into a few days and nights.

She could cut her losses quickly when experiments failed, and put successful results into real-world development.

With her crops at her side, Zhu Yu would ascend to the world’s highest agricultural stage alongside her country.

Author Xiao Jiang’s little notes:

1. The heroine has a bold, energetic personality, high intelligence, boundless stamina, and impressive fighting skills. If you can’t understand reason, I happen to know a thing or two about throwing punches (^.^).

2. The story starts in 1958, when the heroine goes to university.

[Blurb revised January 20, 2026. Screenshot saved. Don’t try to claim otherwise.]

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The Delicate Weaver Girl Transmigrates to the Seventies | Ancient-to-Modern

Cui Miao was born into a family of weavers in Suzhou.

She was the youngest daughter of the second branch of the family. By the time she was fifteen, she had blossomed into a beauty with fair skin and delicate features. Her family tried to force her to marry her good-for-nothing cousin, but before the wedding could take place, an earthquake struck and crushed her beneath a drawloom.

When she opened her eyes again, she had arrived hundreds of years in the future, in a poor farming family.

This family had a grandmother, a father, and a mother, all with the same faces as the people from hundreds of years ago, but different personalities.

Her grandmother, as kind as a noble matriarch, was still alive and full of energy. Every morning she banged a basin to get the whole family to work, and swung a bucket of manure at her enemies’ faces.

Her mother, once a daily weeper, was no longer sad. Now she rolled up her sleeves to argue with the neighbor women.

Even her charming, lazy father had become a burly man who could plow two mu of land in one go.

Cui Miao: Wow!

The only problem was that everything here was so poor...

There were no fine clothes or delicious food. Yesterday, Cui Miao had still been a tough farm girl pulling weeds in the fields, but after transmigrating, she had become delicate and pampered.

She couldn’t eat cornbread. After just two bites, her throat swelled until she couldn’t speak.

She couldn’t work in the fields either. One scrape from a corn stalk and her skin turned bright red all over.

And she couldn’t wear rough, durable synthetic clothes. After just one day, she broke out in a rash and fainted on the mountain, so they took her to the clinic!

The half-trained doctor: This is a rich person’s disease!

Cui Miao cried under the covers. “I want silk!”

Silk was out of the question, so Cui Miao could only put on plain, old-fashioned cotton. From then on, the Cui family became famous in the production brigade for having “a young lady’s body and a servant girl’s fate.”

Wiping away her tears, Cui Miao spent two days gathering wild vegetables. When she returned home at noon, she saw her brother, who had pretended to faint while repairing a dam so he could be carried home: a dark-skinned, rough-looking young man with a familiar expression.

The siblings stared at each other.

Cui Miao ventured, “Spoiled rich brother?”

Cui Zheng stared back in shock. “Delicate little sister?”

They recognized each other and hugged, sobbing. How were they supposed to live like this?

Fortunately, Cui Miao’s golden finger had come with her.

Every day, she secretly gathered mulberry leaves, raised silkworms, spun thread, and embroidered. She wove brocade, embroidered with gold thread, and made kesi tapestries... She only wanted to make herself some nice clothes. How had she become more and more famous?

Theme: Sow one grain of millet in spring, reap ten thousand in autumn.