I Traveled to Another World with the Second Male Lead’s System

“Stupid girl, how many times have I told you to clean the rim of the chamber pot thoroughly? Just look at how spotless Su Yue makes hers.”
In a small courtyard, a woman past her thirties, dressed in homespun clothing, held up a chamber pot to show the surrounding little maids.
“Yes, Aunt Furong,” a maid with twin buns timidly glanced at Aunt Furong’s expression and admitted her mistake in a small voice.
“Hmph, you lazy lot, why do you think the household bought you? Work hard! The dirty chores you’re doing now—people outside are fighting to do them! Your parents went to great lengths to send you here. Don’t ruin your chances and end up cast out by the master.”
With a cold snort, Aunt Furong waddled away.
The little maids in the courtyard dared not make a sound, only bowing their heads and focusing on their tasks.
“A Yue, could you tell me the trick to cleaning chamber pots? I’ll give you my cornbread if you do.” The little girl who’d just been scolded walked over with her half-cleaned chamber pot, pitifully making her plea.
Su Yue noticed that several girls in the yard were now watching her, and felt a wave of weariness and apathy. To be honest, even though Aunt Furong had just praised her for her work, she felt not the slightest bit of pride.
To think that she, a renowned powerhouse in the modern cultivation world, had come to this world only to end up scrubbing chamber pots.
What was even more infuriating was that the body she’d possessed belonged to a servant girl in the Yan household—bought, so the story went, by a steward