I Became a Master Craftsman by Weaving Straw Sandals

Author: Wukong chews on candy.

Wang Nanxing, once a traditional artisan, awoke to find herself transported into another world, now living as Wang Ge, a young woman from a poor farming family. She had no system to aid her, no mystical powers or divine blessings to rely on. How could a humble rural household truly rise and join the ranks of the gentry? Wang Ge shook her head. The gentry was merely a stepping stone! One must remember: wealth and status seldom last beyond three generations, but a legacy of diligence in farming and scholarship endures forever. Thus begins her tale of transmigration into a world untethered from history.

I Became a Master Craftsman by Weaving Straw Sandals

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Chapter 1: Shoushi Lacks Longevity?

According to the original course of history, His Highness Prince Qi of Jin, Sima You, resented by Emperor Wu and ordered to leave the court, was supposed to die in a fit of rage, coughing blood halfway on his journey. Yet in the timeline into which the heroine transmigrated, not only did this man seemingly return from the dead, he marched back to Luoyang, forced Emperor Wu to abdicate, weakened the imperial clan, and executed countless traitorous courtiers, including the infamous Jia Nanfeng.

From there, history split as if a mighty carriage veered off, traveling ever farther down an uncharted road.

It is now the fifth year of the Jiànshèng era. The usurper Sima You has already passed away and received the posthumous title of Emperor Cheng. The reigning emperor’s name is some Sima—of this, the heroine has yet to learn. All these deductions she pieced together over the ten years since she, now known as Wang Ge, was reborn as a village girl in the remote Jia House Village, gathering fragments as she could.

Without the War of the Eight Princes, is this Jin dynasty a parallel world, or entirely fictional? Regardless, just knowing that the darkest, most humiliating era for the Han people will never come to pass is, to Wang Ge, the best consolation for the misfortunes of her previous life.

Thus, in this life, she is determined to live well.

"Wang Ge! You’re stealing sheep’s wool—I’m telling on you!" The shepherd boy was indignant.

Half the people in Jia House Village bore the surname Jia; the Jia patriarch’s family was the only loc