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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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Making Soap

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Because the experimental fields in the Imperial Manor were planted one or two months later than ordinary grain, the crops in the experimental fields had just grown up when the others had already harvested them.

Since she had nothing to do, Jian Qingqing started to play with some small things.

When people transmigrated, there were three treasures-soap, glass, and cement. Many transmigrators relied on these three treasures to earn a lot of money.

As for Jian Qingqing, she could forget about glass and cement. Although she had learned a little bit of the principle in school, practice and theory were not the same thing at all, unless she could find a genius who could make a real object based on this theory.

But geniuses were hard to come by, and she had never thought about it.

However, soap was still something quite nice.