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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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Song Yunfeng pondered for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something and chuckled. "Alright, Father. I'll go play with my friends after the Lantern Festival."

There were indeed many fun things to do in Shifeng County, but what was even more fun was the county magistrate of Shifeng County. Her parents had a grudge against him, but she did not. When her Third Brother was still around, he had always looked down on her. It was good that he was dead. He was finally no longer an eyesore to her. Speaking of which, not only did she not have a grudge Ming Zhiyan, but she also had to thank him. When she thought of that peerlessly handsome youth, she giggled.

Song Yuancheng did not know why she agreed, but this was a good thing for him. He quickly agreed, "Okay, okay. When that time comes, Father will send someone to send you there. When that time comes, you have to communicate with Father more often. Father will miss you."