A Flourishing Countryside: The Genius Little Wine Maker

One day, she transmigrates to an ancient mountain village and becomes a twelve-year-old girl. Suffering from asthma, she is despised by her family, hated by her in-laws, avoided by her neighbors, and even loses the man she loves when her cousin steals him away! Now her stepmother wants to take her younger brother too?

Enough is enough! Do they really think she is easy to bully? One piece of ancient jade and a portable space are all she needs to rise from hardship and sing her way to prosperity!

Her grandmother is cold-blooded, her parents are selfish, her aunt is greedy, and her relatives are one piece of work after another!

There is no reason to stay in such a family, and no reason to keep such relatives!

With her space in hand, illness? Cleanse her meridians and transform her body! No money? Sell medicine, farm the land, brew fruit wine, and watch gold and silver roll in!

While others walk dogs, she walks a pig. Watch how this woman builds her fortune, thrives in the business world, and ultimately gains a perfect, devoted husband!

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Tang Yunjin stared expressionlessly at the little fragrant pig beside her feet, shaking its legs smugly and laughing at the sky... No, it was howling at the sky.

“What exactly are you?”

The little fragrant pig proudly curled its short tail and raised its chin. “A cute pet from the space!”

The corner of Tang Yunjin's mouth twitched suspiciously twice. “...What's cute about you?”

The little pig brimmed with confidence, instantly radiating domineering spirit. “Everywhere! Inside and out!”

Tang Yunjin: “...”

Did it mean its short, muscular legs, or its pig-loin face practically overflowing with sleaze?

She silently looked at its round little body, then imagined taking it outside in the future while everyone else walked dogs and she walked a pig... The scene was simply too terrible to contemplate!

Tang Yunjin did not hesitate. “I want to return it. If there is no fox or white tiger, then at least give me a sow. It should be able to bear piglets, produce milk, and provide enough meat to eat.”

The little fragrant pig immediately became so furious that its eyes rolled upward. It angrily struggled to raise a hoof and give her the middle finger, then roared in grief and rage, “You do not know quality when you see it!”

A miniature pig that cannot guard the house, cannot be eaten, gets green-eyed at the sight of gold, and becomes dead drunk while hugging a wine jar: what use could she possibly have for this thing!?