There's Something Wrong with This Husband

Others traveled through time and became princesses, while I traveled through time and became a refugee. Other people's golden fingers are space spiritual springs, but mine are a box of intangible cultural heritage crafts left by my grandma. Velvet flowers, entangled flowers, cloisonné enamel, ancient papermaking, plant dyeing... I know them all, but it's useless because I want to survive first. Until that day, I made a dragonfly out of reeds in exchange for a bowl of porridge. As a result, I was chased for three streets: "Girl! The one you just made up, make another one! I'll give you money!" Only then did I realize that what this imaginary ancient world lacks is not gold and silver, but beauty. So, I opened a "Women's Craft School" to teach those girls who were looked down upon to learn crafts. As a result, he continued to teach and the school became popular. After teaching and teaching, the prince came. As I continued to teach, my slogan of "Learn intangible cultural heritage well and support yourself" became "Intangible cultural heritage goes overseas and cultural renaissance takes place". Damn it, I just wanted to make a living.