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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

Selling the Bicycles to Officials in the Imperial Court

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jian Qingqing smiled and said, "Your Majesty, this is what I should do. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I am a citizen of Great Wei. Only when Great Wei is well can we be well."

"Everyone has a responsibility to the rise and fall of the world..." the Emperor mumbled to himself and suddenly laughed. "What a good line, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! Qingqing, well said! They were much better than those sneaky people in the court! It's Great Wei's fortune to have you!"

Jian Qingqing did not expect that there was no such saying in this era, so she could only say, "Emperor, I didn't create this poem. It was said by a man called Gu Yanwu."

"Gu Yanwu?" the Emperor was puzzled. "What kind of person was he? A person who can write such a poem shouldn't be an ordinary person. Why isn't he an official in the court?"

'He's not from this world,' Jian Qingqing said in her heart.