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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 370: The Poison Tongue System

"Don't make fun, it's actually quite delicious."

The chefs in Qingzhuyuan, they come from various places. They were superb in culinary skills, and the ingredients they used were the finest, from Sichuan, Jiangsu-Zhejiang, and even Lingnan.

While it might sound fancy, eating their dishes never really lived up to the expectations. It wasn't that the food was inedible, but it always felt like something was missing. It wasn't extraordinarily delicious, at least.

Except for those made with ingredients from Zhuang's Tofu Shop, Fan Wenxuan found all the others not as tasty.

They were not as pleasing to the palate as these vegetable rolls.

Seeing that Fan Wenxuan was satisfied with lunch, Zhuang Qingning felt relieved, "I'm glad that Mr. Fan found it palatable."

"But I'm still longing for the hot and sour noodles made by Miss Zhuang..."

"You don't have to rush to town tomorrow. I can make some for you at home." Zhuang Qingning readily agreed.