Just as Su Fu'er was on the verge of death while fleeing famine, her dream somehow turned into a wondrous space, and she wasn't the only one there??!
Liu Leyu, the brilliant healer from Hushan,
Shen Xiangyi, the only daughter of a merchant whose wealth could rival a nation.
“Pack away these snacks and sneak a bite while we're fleeing famine.” Shen Xiangyi stuffed a tempting packet of pastries into her hands.
“Take these books and memorize them in secret while we're fleeing famine.” Liu Leyu handed her two thick copybooks.
Su Fu'er was deeply moved.
Not long afterward,
“Oh my goodness?! You used this exclusive, heaven-sent recipe for a signature business dish to prop up a table?!”
“What?! You actually turned these excellent hemostatic vines into straw sandals and wore them?!!!”
Faced with her two older sisters shrieking like startled ground squirrels, Su Fu'er scratched her head helplessly.
“Hehe, I dunno either…”
