In the Famine Year, My Granaries Are Full, So I Can Feed the Prince Without Worry

Jiang Ning transmigrated into the body of a cannon-fodder farm girl sentenced to exile, with two younger siblings who were nothing but dead weight. It was hell mode from the start. But she didn’t panic at all. With her pocket dimension, raising children was no problem, and the better her life got, the more she enjoyed it. Before long, she’d become everyone’s favorite in the wasteland. While others ate dirt, the Jiang family ate grain. While others gnawed on tree bark, the Jiang family ate meat. Countless powerful people came to help, and they even had a young prince at home as a lucky charm. The young prince she’d casually picked up on the road to exile was delicate and weak, coughing every few steps. He was also a drama king who kept asking Jiang Ning to listen to see if his heart was racing. Jiang Ning stockpiled food, earned silver, and supported her whole family. She became the local ruler in the land of exile and made her corner of the world prosperous. That weak, helpless lucky charm of a young prince transformed into a regent. He installed a new emperor, pacified the barbarians, and unified the land, yet still couldn’t shake his habit of following Jiang Ning around like a shadow. “A Ning, will you marry me? If that won’t work, I can marry you instead.”