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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.

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Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liu Ling'er looked at her miserable appearance and smiled happily.

When she finally recovered, song Yunfeng's hoarse voice shouted, "Liu Ling'er, you b*tch! How dare you touch me! My mother will never let you go!"

Liu Ling'er sneered and went forward to grab her neck, gradually tightening her grip.

Song Yunfeng's face was flushed red, the veins on her forehead bulging, and tears streamed down her face. She slapped Liu Ling'er's hand, trying to struggle out of her hand, but no matter how hard she tried, it was futile.

When her strength gradually weakened and she was about to roll her eyes, Liu Ling'er let go of her again.

This time, song Yunfeng's reaction was even more intense than the last time. She lay on the bed, coughing violently, and blood splattered on the quilt. At this time, she could no longer speak, and could only glare at Liu Ling'er fiercely.