LittleRat5030

After the hard struggle of a post-80s Shen Feiyang, he met with a tragic car accident in his fifties. When he again opened his eyes, he did not see the white walls of a hospital, nor had he arrived at the netherworld. Instead, he had transmigrated into the body of the post-50s young girl, Shen Yunfang.
He had transmigrated into an era where people could not get enough to eat or sufficient clothes to wear.
Humph, such hardships could not defeat a wise woman who had battled through society for half her life. Watch as she, with a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right, carries a chubby baby on her back and sings triumphantly along the way.

Witty Wife, Better Life

In the afternoon, Zhang Chunwang organized a team to start lifting out the already-brewed white liquor from the belly of the mountain, then bottled it in smaller containers, sealed them, and finally affixed the pre-printed labels.


Since Feiyang Liquor was aiming for the mid- to high-end market, the railway and bus stations were not its main sales channels. This had already been instructed by Shen Yunfang to the sales department staff, who had made contact with department stores in various cities of Z Province to have Feiyang Liquor displayed on the shelves.


Shen Yunfang spent the afternoon bustling about in the factory. At four o'clock, she washed her hands, told Zhang Chunwang, and then rode her bicycle to the greenhouse.


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