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Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills

Chu Qingzhi, a modern cultivator, went down to earth to experience love. She was forced to transmigrate into the body of a peasant girl in the ancient past. Her family had a total of nine children. She had no choice but to shoulder the burden of supporting the family. She used spells to tame a tiger as her mount, a black bear as her guardian, a wolf as a helper, and a monkey as the pathfinder. They went hunting together. She then sold ice cream, which she made using an ice spell, on the streets. She planted herbs for medicine, offered clinical diagnosis and treatment to patients, and attracted princes and nobles who fought over her. Even the emperor addressed her with a respected title. To become immortal, she supported her family while searching for a husband. *** Ever since the poorest family in the village brought their daughter home, they thought their lives would only get tougher. To their surprise, they started building a house and buying land... They didn't just bring their daughter home, but they brought the God of Fortune home! *** A general, who even the princess refused to marry, returned to the country to rest for some time. Suddenly, he married a peasant girl. Just as everyone waited for them to be ridiculed, dignitaries came to visit one after another. The empress dowager held Chu Qingzhi's hand. "Qingzhi, will you be my younger sister?" The emperor looked Chu Qingzhi up and down. "My lady, are you willing to join my harem?" The crown prince grabbed Chu Qingzhi's sleeve. "Qingzhi, I want ice cream."

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Editor: Henyee Translations

Yuan Hongjun didn't say much. He just smiled.

Rong Shiyu's gaze briefly passed over the two, before she held out the plate to Bao Linjiang, "Here, you eat this portion."

Bao Linjiang didn't take it, instead offering his spoon to her, "You eat, have a bit more, there's another one."

Seeing Bao Linjiang refuse her plate, Rong Shiyu felt a bit disappointed initially, but the sight of the spoon in front of her brought joy, "Thank you."

"Eat."

The four of them finished the two taro pies.

Fan Yuru licked her lips with a hint of longing, stating fairly, "If the taro pie is sold in the capital, it will surely be in high demand again."

Apple pie, egg tarts, bread, biscuits, and so on were all food that everyone fought to buy in the capital. Moreover, they could not be bought most of the time and were very in demand.

With limited manpower, the workshop could only produce so much each day.