A Famine-Torn World: I Trade a Pound of Rice for Two Winning Hands

Military doctor Qin Shaolang transmigrates. He awakens as a wastrel in the Great Wei dynasty. His father died in battle, the family fortune is gone, and from the start he's being dragged off to join the army, with only a pound of life-saving grain left to his name. In front of the post station, he watches as constables force the Su sisters to bow their heads and be auctioned off. “Three taels of silver, or thirty dan of grain!” The onlookers laugh. Who would buy these two half-starved girls except a fool? But Qin Shaolang weighs the rice sack in his hand. “This, in exchange for both of them.” The crowd bursts out laughing. Only he knows that this pound of rice hasn't bought him a burden, but an ace teammate who can keep house and cook, and even face life and death alongside him! Local thugs come to collect a debt? He hits back with an “anatomy-powered blow,” targeting joints and snapping bones until the hooligans wail for their mothers. His younger sister goes into shock and falls unconscious? He pulls out a red-hot sewing needle, pricks her philtrum and Hegu point, and snatches her right out of the King of Hell's hands. A perilous journey to the frontier? He takes the sisters to forage for wild greens and set fish traps, turning wilderness survival into a base-building operation. He meets a blacksmith and daughter whose arms have been broken by a bully? He sets their bones and treats their injuries in exchange for a steel-bow that can pierce armor. From then on, the team gains a “weapons master”! When Zhao Liegou arrives with men to smash down the door and seize them, Qin Shaolang is sharpening a stone blade. Behind him, Su Jin grips a wooden club to protect her sister, while Zhang Qiao runs over in the distance with a newly forged sword. “You want to touch my people?” He looks up, the flames of a war-torn world reflected in his eyes. “Then ask my ‘scalpel’ if it'll let you!” No one could have guessed that the sisters he brought home for a pound of rice would become his greatest asset in overturning a famine-ravaged world. After all, with an ace up your sleeve, why fear a chaotic age?