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Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

# luckyblessing # regulardrama When a gas tank exploded, Jian Qingqing transmigrated into the body of a little girl who had just died of starvation. Looking at the skinny, starving family living in a worn-down house that did little to shield them from the rainstorm outside, Jian Qingqing felt that she would soon die again. But she hadn’t expected her kitchen to follow her through time. Looking at the abundance of supplies in it, Jian Qingqing’s eyes lit up. Great! She wasn’t going to die this time! Using the supplies in the kitchen, Jian Qingqing led her family as they opened up the land for farming and building houses. Unexpectedly, the high-yield grains led the entire country out of poverty. Everyone praised Miss Jian as a God that had descended to earth! She developed a method to process coarse salt into fine salt so that people could eat it with ease. The Emperor's face was filled with tears as he said, "Miss Jian is really my lucky star!" In the end, the whole world was unified and shouted, “All of this is due to Miss Jian’s hard work!” Jian Qingqing said, "I just like to grow crops. I didn’t do anything!" After her success, Jian Qingqing planned to find a nice, obedient husband to bring home. But what was up with the legendary prince who was ruthless, indifferent, and could stop children from crying? Why was he always appearing beside her? Ming Zhiyan said, "I’m nice and obedient. Why don’t you marry me, Qingqing?" Looking at the man who was clearly a wolf pretending to be an obedient dog, Jian Qingqing fell into deep thought.

Gardenia White Moonlight · General
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507 Chs

However, the starry sky in the Capital was not as beautiful as this place. Over here, the stars shone so brightly, it was as if one could pluck it straight out of the sky.

Thinking of his lover who was thousands of miles away, Ming Zhiyan's heart softened. He wondered if the girl was looking at the same sky now.

He caressed the jade in his arms. The jade had become round and firm. It was obvious that he often played with it.

Behind a big tree not far away, a few Deputy Generals were standing there pushing and shoving each other. They stuck their heads out to look at Ming Zhiyan's figure and asked with a gossipy expression, "Hey, what do you think the General is thinking about?"

Deputy General Zhong glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Is there a need to say? He must be thinking about Princess Ding'an again."