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Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

She was a cute and tomboyish girl attending a prestigious national university in the 21st century. However, little did anyone know that she was actually a secret agent groomed by a certain organization since childhood. She was about to face her graduation exams when she returned from a mission. But during a break, she dozed off on her desk and unexpectedly discovered that she had transmigrated to an ancient era. Not only did she lose her delicate appearance and the modern high-tech advancements, but she also became a discarded woman of low status! Surprisingly, she embraced this new life and said it suited her perfectly. From then on, the so-called demure girl cultivated the land and occasionally dealt with annoying troublemakers. She proclaimed, "Life is boring, but encountering troublemakers is great." The male lead said, "We have our fair share of troublemakers in my household. Coincidentally, my son lacks a mother. Would the young lady be willing to join my family and live together?"

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406 Chs

Do You Want to Sell the Recipe?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Tsk tsk, you were still persuading me just now, but now it's your turn to have a bunch of reasons."

Madam Chen's face turned red. "I can't talk to you anymore. I need to go buy groceries."

Qiao Mai smiled. Madam Chen could bear getting teased. Just as Qiao Mai was about to do some work with the needles, the mayor slowly walked to her stall. There were two guards behind her. It was quite a grand scene.

"Oh, the mayor is here to patrol?"

"Girl, I have something to talk to you about. Can I talk to you in private?"

"What's the matter, Mayor? Let's talk here. No one is looking after my stall."

The mayor lowered his voice and said, "I've tasted the gift you gave me. It's very delicious. Did you make this yourself?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Are you selling the recipe?"

"Of course, I'm selling it. Why? You want to buy my recipe?"

"What's the price?"