Prosperous Countryside: The Farmer's Daughter Who Brewed Wine

Tian Rui was once the beloved daughter of the chairman of the largest corporation in Country A. But she was a spoiled womanizer who indulged in wine and women every day, until she finally died of alcohol poisoning!

Tian Xiaowu was the youngest granddaughter in the Tian family of Hexin Village. Timid, weak-willed, and easily frightened, she was sent by her family to Qinghua Temple to shave her head and pray for her grandmother.

After she transmigrates, the spoiled young woman becomes a gentle flower, her identity reversed and her soul transformed!

Buddha says: You have to put on an act!

So Tian Xiaowu decides to cast aside her scruples, mend her ways, become a whole new person, and climb to the top of the world.

She died from alcohol in her past life, but in this life, alcohol will take her to the top!

Peach wine, cocktails, plum wine: there’s nothing Tian Xiaowu can’t make, even if you can think of it!

Hotels, hot pot restaurants, milk tea shops: if you can think of it, Tian Xiaowu can make it happen!

Grandma loves money? No problem. I’ll fill her house with gold and silver. What can I say, I consider money no more than dirt!

Auntie One and Auntie Two are putting on a show together? Fine, I’ll get some melon seeds and sit back to watch.

Uncle and Aunt are plotting to force a marriage? Fine, why keep a heartless man around, much less his third leg?

See how a modern romance-loving woman thrives in ancient times and becomes a master brewer!

Scene One:

At the foot of the mountain leading to Qinghua Temple, Tian Xiaowu was endlessly grateful to have been given a new lease on life, but she still couldn’t kick her habit of lusting after handsome men!

“Handsome guy, want to be friends?” Tian Xiaowu covered the shaved half of her head and tried to put on a flattering smile.

“Blessings, benefactor. This humble monk greets you.” The round-faced little monk pressed his palms together devoutly in reply.

“Handsome guy, the sea of suffering has no shores. Turn back, and you’ll find the way to salvation,” Tian Xiaowu advised.

“A monk knows that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.” The little monk replied calmly, maintaining a gentle smile even as Tian Xiaowu’s face drew closer and closer.

“Little monk, if I can’t get you to leave the monastery, I’ll have failed my Buddhist name!” Tian Xiaowu declared boldly.

“My Buddhist name is Kongxin. May I ask yours, benefactor?” Kongxin asked admiringly.

“This humble nun’s Buddhist name is Youxin!”

This is a one-couple story. The heroine is spoiled, cunning, and powerful, and occasionally uses her golden finger. The hero is as pure as a lotus, unstained by the mud it grows in and untouched by the rippling waters. P.S. The author occasionally gets a little wild. Is the hero’s identity really that simple?

A lighthearted farming tale with questionable values. Farming comes with risks, so enter at your own caution!