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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 · Integral
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Are You the One Who Told Them?

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

She ran all the way to Ming Zhiyan's office. Because Jian Qingqing often came to look for Ming Zhiyan, the guards standing guard outside the door were already very used to it. They did not inform her and did not stop her. They just let her in.

Jian Qingqing panted heavily and sat on the stool. Her arms trembled as she poured herself a cup of tea and gulped it down.

Because she ran too fast and too fast, her legs were still trembling. Her entire body was burning hot and her heart was beating violently. It was as if she had returned to the days when she was dominated by 800 meters.

Ming Zhiyan looked at her in surprise and poured her another cup of tea. She asked in a low voice, "What happened? What happened?"

Jian Qingqing panted heavily and gulped down the entire pot of tea. Only then did she feel refreshed.

She glared at Ming Zhiyan and asked in an unpleasant tone, "What's going on? Why are people saying that I'm the one who invented fine salt?"