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Huang Yingchun, who was seriously ill and dying soon, left the palace.
She did not survive the fate of sudden death in modern times in her previous life, and she still would not live to be thirty in this life.
Huang Yingchun took her salary of 100 yuan from working in the Department of Flowers and Plants for fifteen years, and spent three days in Yong'an City eating, drinking, and having fun. After she regretted that her trip to this world was not in vain, she began to make lavish arrangements for her funeral.
A barren mountain for a tomb costs thirty strings? Purchase!
A cypress coffin costs twenty? Purchase!
Just when she was about to run out of money from her constant shopping, a shocking piece of bad news came: "What? Misdiagnosis? Can my disease be cured?"
The person cannot die immediately, but the money will be spent soon.
Huang Yingchun's life suddenly became confused.
It costs money to light a fire, money to drink water, money to dress, and money to eat.
What's even worse is that she can't afford to buy a house, nor can she rent a house for decades. With no income, living in the city will lead to death!
Huang Yingchun gritted her teeth, packed her bags and left the city, but she didn't expect that settling in a barren mountain would not be easy.
It costs ten guan to build a simple house, and ten guan to buy an ox. An iron pot, a sickle, a hoe and other iron farm tools are even more expensive.
Huang Yingchun thought about it for a long time and found that she could save money on buying cattle because she had no land to cultivate.
Without fields, we can't grow food or eat.
Huang Yingchun was no longer confused. It turned out that she still wouldn't live long.
In the first year, Huang Yingchun worked hard to open up wasteland, collect firewood, pick vegetables and hunt, and finally struggled to survive on the line of food and clothing.
The next year, she planted dates, raised silkworms, bought chickens and raised ducks, trained dogs to harvest honey, caught fish and shrimps, and lived a self-sufficient life.
In the third year, she raised pigs and sheep, bought a donkey cart, and brought back a strong calf.
In the fourth year, she went to the town market and made a lot of money, but the fortune teller beside her made predictions about the coming disaster years.
……
The grains are abundant and the livestock are prosperous.
Year after year, Huang Yingchun not only survived at the foot of the barren mountain, but also lived happily.
Purpose: Find hope and see light everywhere
Reader comments
The coffin was successfully returned, yay! Wilderness survival, start!
If a family is poor enough to ask a boy to be purified, the girl would have drowned long ago.
That's not it... If paper and pen are expensive, it's cheaper to get a charcoal strip and write on a piece of bamboo, right? You don't need to take it into the city, just jot down what comes to mind at home, and just go through the previous records before going out to buy. You won't forget it after just a few hours on the road.
It's okay, it's okay, you go at your own pace [Cat Head]
There are so many wild products that can be sold in the mountains, and you can sell only a little. It's not necessarily how much the grannies who sell side dishes can make every day. Sometimes it may only be a few dozen yuan, but they still insist on selling it on the street.
This book is really long-winded. The subject matter is interesting, but the description is too detailed [helpless]
It's okay. If you are sick, you should rest more [cat head]
I think family and friendship are also feelings, but jj doesn't have this category, it's more of a blank slate. I really like those without love but with family and friendship.
What a vivid image. Everyone pinches their earlobes when they get burned.
It reminds me of the bamboo forest where I played when I was a kid, and it's still like this
This is how I judge
What he said is a bit funny. Doesn't the author have an editor? The editor doesn't care
[Crying] So is it fate now?
But salted eggs should be sold in town, right? It's a bit stronger than a raw egg, and it won't break if you put enough straw on it, so you can sell it for a little money. If you can find some fungus in the woods in winter, you can sell it with duck eggs.
It's not the protagonist's fault for not being able to raise rabbits. Rabbits native to China are a species that cannot be domesticated. The ones currently being farmed are another species introduced from Europe in late antiquity.
So awesome, so awesome [come on] [come on] [come on]
Why did you suddenly say that you want to sell Tang Po Zi?
The coffin was successfully returned, yay! Wilderness survival, start!
If a family is poor enough to ask a boy to be purified, the girl would have drowned long ago.
That's not it... If paper and pen are expensive, it's cheaper to get a charcoal strip and write on a piece of bamboo, right? You don't need to take it into the city, just jot down what comes to mind at home, and just go through the previous records before going out to buy. You won't forget it after just a few hours on the road.
It's okay, it's okay, you go at your own pace [Cat Head]
There are so many wild products that can be sold in the mountains, and you can sell only a little. It's not necessarily how much the grannies who sell side dishes can make every day. Sometimes it may only be a few dozen yuan, but they still insist on selling it on the street.
This book is really long-winded. The subject matter is interesting, but the description is too detailed [helpless]
It's okay. If you are sick, you should rest more [cat head]
I think family and friendship are also feelings, but jj doesn't have this category, it's more of a blank slate. I really like those without love but with family and friendship.
What a vivid image. Everyone pinches their earlobes when they get burned.
It reminds me of the bamboo forest where I played when I was a kid, and it's still like this
This is how I judge
What he said is a bit funny. Doesn't the author have an editor? The editor doesn't care
[Crying] So is it fate now?
But salted eggs should be sold in town, right? It's a bit stronger than a raw egg, and it won't break if you put enough straw on it, so you can sell it for a little money. If you can find some fungus in the woods in winter, you can sell it with duck eggs.
It's not the protagonist's fault for not being able to raise rabbits. Rabbits native to China are a species that cannot be domesticated. The ones currently being farmed are another species introduced from Europe in late antiquity.
So awesome, so awesome [come on] [come on] [come on]
Why did you suddenly say that you want to sell Tang Po Zi?