Expelled from the Duke's mansion, the fake heiress is richer than a country.

To harvest Dendrobium officinale, no one would dare climb a cliff barehanded without thorough preparation. To make money, you have to be alive to enjoy it.

The Yu family does have old straw ropes that they keep on hand year-round, but those aren't reliable, so they need to twist out several more sturdy, thick hemp ropes.

Hemp rope is easy to find. Ropes are something every household makes by hand; who would be willing to spend money to buy them? However, it wasn't considered for binding herb gatherers before, so it was crudely made as is.

Now that life is at stake, the process of twisting hemp rope must be done carefully.

Yu Man rummaged through the pile of miscellaneous goods under the eaves and pulled out a large handful of processed hemp stalks. These hemp fibers, once straightened and impurities removed, were excellent material for twisting hemp rope.

Yu Man has a great skill in making ropes, but the hemp ropes he makes are not easy to sell, so he rarely makes them more than twice a year.

Unable to help, the Yu brothers squatted nearby and busied themselves splitting bamboo strips, planning to weave two new baskets with lids. This way, the herbs they collected wouldn't fall off while they were hanging in mid-air and swaying.

Ji Chunhua was in charge of supervising the project. While watching, she repeatedly questioned her daughter about how she discovered the Dendrobium officinale, afraid that if she didn't ask a single question, the Dendrobium officinale would grow wings and fly away.

Yu Wanran understood her feelings and answered her questions.

Zhu Xiaozhen and Yu Xiaoxiang were busy in the kitchen, and the occasional glances they cast at each other were overflowing with joy.

The medicinal herbs hadn't been collected yet, but the family was incredibly excited. That excitement was called hope. This made Yu Wanran somewhat uncertain.

What if she's mistaken...

The next day, Ji Chunhua, who had specially made sure Yu Man and the others ate an extra sweet potato, urged them to follow Yu Wanran early in the morning and set off as soon as possible.

Braving the biting wind, the father and his two sons each carried a new basket on their backs. Inside were several rolls of hemp rope, sickles, hoes, woodcutting axes, kitchen knives... they brought all the tools they could carry, and set off briskly following Yu Wanran.

Fearing being seen by the villagers and wondering why they would risk climbing the mountain in such cold weather, they deliberately avoided the main road. Although the journey required them to brave thorns and brambles, their hearts were filled with warmth.

Soon, Yu Wanran led her family to the hill where the body had been dumped the day before.

Looking down, the sheer height of the cliff was breathtaking. Especially with the howling wind, the unseen bottom of the cliff seemed to harbor a ferocious beast, its blood-red maw gaping open in fury, roaring in anger.

Yu Man's legs went weak, and she couldn't stand up. Trembling, she lay on the hilltop and looked down. She quickly looked away and said in a trembling voice, "Ranran, there's no Dendrobium officinale to be seen down there. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Even if there were, they would probably be on a very deep cliff face; who would dare to go down and look for them?

In an instant, the Yu family father and son felt their hearts sink.

"I'll go down and take a look!"

Yu Wenrong put down his basket, gritted his teeth, and took out a hemp rope to tie around his waist. He was already here; his third sister said she'd seen Dendrobium officinale, so she must have some. He believed his third sister wouldn't lie to him!

"No, I'll go!"

Yu Wenbin struggled with his younger brother for the rope: "I'm the older brother, let me down!"

As the eldest brother, he should have taken on such a dangerous task without hesitation. How could it be left to his younger siblings?

Yu Wanran walked over and patted the two brothers on the shoulders! Half of their bodies went numb instantly, they swayed, and opened their eyes wide as she snatched the rope into their hands.

Yu Man realized what was happening and quickly came over to grab the rope.

"You three siblings are really making a scene—get out of the way, this is your father's job!"

However, the rope was in Yu Wanran's hands, and the three men fought over it, but none of them could get it.

"Father, eldest brother, youngest brother, I am the most suitable person to go down, don't you understand?"

Yu Wanran listed her reasons: "First, I'm the lightest, so it's safer for the three of you to hold the rope from above; second, only I know the exact location of the Dendrobium officinale, what are you going down there for, to search aimlessly?"

She smiled.

"Also, I know martial arts. Even if the rope breaks, I'll still have a chance to survive. Can you do that?"

"Bah!"

Yu Man hurriedly interrupted his daughter loudly: "Don't talk nonsense about the rope breaking, it's very unlucky! It's a thick hemp rope that your father twisted by hand, how could it break?"

However, the reasons her daughter gave were indeed quite valid. After hesitating for a long time, Yu Man finally made up her mind.

"Then let Ranran go down and take a look... Ranran, are you really not scared?"

He stared at his daughter anxiously, waiting for the slightest hint of wavering in her expression before rejecting her suggestion.

"Father, you must believe me!"

Seeing the deep worry in the eyes of the Yu family father and son, Yu Wanran felt a warm current rise in her heart. She had longed to make amends to her family for what she had wronged them, to regain their affection—a dream she had cherished for twenty years!

The day has finally come, and even facing death will not deter her.

"it is good!"

Yu Man gritted his teeth and was the first to loosen his grip on the rope.

"Ranran, don't worry, with us here, the rope will definitely be fine!"

This was exactly what Yu Wanran was considering. Going down alone, without anyone of her own guarding the area, she was afraid someone might suddenly appear and cause trouble. With the Yu family father and son there, she could concentrate on finding Dendrobium officinale.

The Yu brothers exchanged a glance. They couldn't get the rope; Yu Wanran's words made sense, and their father had spoken—they had no choice but to obey.

"Get ready, then go down."

Yu Wenbin found a bare tree near the hilltop, tied one end of the rope to the tree trunk, and then tied the other end to Yu Wanran's waist.

Taking all possibilities into account, they twisted the hemp rope until it was thick and long, and made several strands.

Yu Wanran was both amused and exasperated to find ropes tied around her waist, chest, and thighs. She quickly pushed away the ropes that Yu Wenrong was trying to put on her.

"Alright, if you tie a few more ropes, I won't be able to move. Just hold onto the other end of the rope!"

With three grown men and a tree, her safety was relatively assured.

Yu Man took a section of yellowed, smooth bamboo tube from his basket and handed it to Yu Wanran: "Girl, drink a couple of sips to warm yourself up. It's cold down there, so don't let your hands and feet get frozen!"

He was thoughtful, even bringing out his usual two ounces of wine to bolster his courage.

Yu Wanran was both amused and exasperated. But since he insisted, she could only remove the bamboo stopper and pour a mouthful of cheap, old wine into her mouth.

After getting everything sorted out, the Yu family father and son worked together to slowly lower Yu Wanran, who was clinging to the vines on the cliff face.

Although the three of them couldn't feel Yu Wanran's weight when they worked together, they didn't dare to be careless and kept a close eye on the rope. They were especially careful not to let the rope constantly hit the rocks, for fear that too much friction would cause it to break.

Yu Wanran carefully searched the cliff face for traces of Dendrobium officinale. After surveying a section, she would pull on the ropes binding her, directing the Yu family father and son to move left or right along the cliff.

As time went on, not only did the Yu family father and son begin to struggle, but Yu Wanran at the bottom of the cliff almost froze into an icicle.

Sure enough, that casual jump in my previous life was extremely coincidental. The mountain walls were covered with green plants and yellowish-brown rocks; trying to find a medicinal herb among them was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Yu Wanran was unwilling to give up.

Whether I can achieve anything in this life depends entirely on this first pot of gold!

She opened her eyes wide, silently circulating her internal energy to resist the bitter cold, enduring the pain as she searched the entire cliff face inch by inch.

During her countless moments of self-doubt and inner turmoil, a large patch of vaguely familiar green suddenly and unexpectedly entered her field of vision—