I Built My Fortune Farming with a Pocket Dimension in Ancient Times

At the end of the world, research fanatic Xia Qingyan transmigrates to an ancient world and is stunned to see her baby brother and sister crying to be fed.

What? Her parents are both dead from the start? No problem. An elder sister is as good as a mother, so she’ll raise them both.

And her stupid fiancé has come to break off their engagement? Fine, let him. One day, he’ll be the one who can’t hope to marry up to her.

Her brother has been expelled from the village school? Easy. She’ll have a renowned scholar of the age take him on as a student.

There’s grass growing in her supernatural space? What? It can grow grass? Wasn’t it supposed to be a spacious, pure-white European-style space? Why is there grass growing in it?!

Xia Qingyan goes berserk. Once she calms down, she discovers that a small patch isn’t grass at all: it’s premium seeds sprouting.

Could this mean she’s supposed to focus on farming?

Xia Qingyan’s face lights up, and she happily plows two extra mu of land.

When she gets home, she finds that her sister has picked up a suspiciously handsome man.

Her sister says, “He was so good-looking, I brought him home.”

The man says, “I owe you my life, so I should offer myself to you in return. But your sister and I aren’t close in age. You and I, on the other hand, would make a perfect match.”

Xia Qingyan says, “Get lost! Don’t get in the way of my farming.”

The man rolls away in a most dignified fashion. The next time they meet, he has transformed into a prince of the empire.

In the end, wearing imperial robes and looking frail, he says, “If I, Yu’er, prove unequal to the task, you may take my place.”

Xia Qingyan says, “All right.”