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Empress of Fortune: A Farm Girl's Rise

Introduction 1: The villagers, when mentioning Zhuang Qingning who had no parents, then fell ill and chose to live on her own rather than being fostered by her uncle's family, they sighed and shook their heads, thinking she was paving her own way to death. But who would have thought, she started a workshop, bought a shop, built a house, lived comfortably raising dogs and cats, and everyone who got close to her flourished financially? The villagers: Is it too late to get in good graces with the God of Wealth now? Awaiting your response, it's quite urgent...... ---- Introduction 2: Everyone in the capital city sighed over the good fortune of the Prince Qi, who was unparalleled in his beauty, for he followed the wishes of the late queen and married an ordinary rural girl, thereby giving up an ideal marriage. But who would have thought, the prince was so considerate of his wife, spent fortune to bring a smile to her face, defied orders just to protect her, totally behaving like a man deeply in love...... All the people: Excuse me, is it too late to start shipping this couple now? ---- This story is about a rural woman growing step by step, expressing warmth, lightness, encountering thorny paths and joyful achievements alike, where lovers eventually marry, and there is retribution for good and evil.

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Chapter 065: Carrying a Kitchen Knife

"Auntie said this is a bean sprout that just sprouted today, so she gave it to us to make a sour and spicy bean sprout dish. I guess it's too late to cook it for lunch, so I'll save it for dinner tonight."

Zhuang Qingsui said, putting the bean sprouts and the plate together into the basket. She gently covered it with a cloche to prevent cats or other animals from digging around.

Then she put some firewood into the stove, and boiled the water again.

Zhuang Qingning started cooking the dumplings in the pot while preparing a dipping sauce with vinegar and chopped green onion.

As soon as the dumplings, as white as little swans, were ready, they sat in the courtyard. While enjoying the warm sunlight, they feasted on the fragrant dumplings.

They had used plenty of pork and Zhuang Qingning had added water when kneading the filling. As a result, the dumplings were extra juicy—juices even trickled down the corners of their mouths.

Oh, dear.

The sight made Mrs. Song's heart ache.