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Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

She was a cute and tomboyish girl attending a prestigious national university in the 21st century. However, little did anyone know that she was actually a secret agent groomed by a certain organization since childhood. She was about to face her graduation exams when she returned from a mission. But during a break, she dozed off on her desk and unexpectedly discovered that she had transmigrated to an ancient era. Not only did she lose her delicate appearance and the modern high-tech advancements, but she also became a discarded woman of low status! Surprisingly, she embraced this new life and said it suited her perfectly. From then on, the so-called demure girl cultivated the land and occasionally dealt with annoying troublemakers. She proclaimed, "Life is boring, but encountering troublemakers is great." The male lead said, "We have our fair share of troublemakers in my household. Coincidentally, my son lacks a mother. Would the young lady be willing to join my family and live together?"

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Selling Rice

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

The servants of Lucky Garden ate this daily, so they didn't feel anything. However, those who had never eaten this rice knew it was good.

Steward Zhang rolled his eyes. "If you want this, a bowl is ten copper coins. Eat as much as you want. Our mistress said that the porridge will be distributed until February. There's still over a month left."

"Hehe. This porridge is not expensive at ten copper coins per bowl."

From that day on, the Qiao family distributed porridge for free and also sold it. Many people heard about its specialty and brought bowls to buy porridge regardless of status.

Just like that, the news spread like wildfire. This scene appeared on the streets of the capital. There was a long line to buy porridge.

A bowl of porridge cost ten copper coins, ten bowls cost a hundred copper coins, and a hundred bowls cost a tael of silver. There were no less than a few thousand people in the capital who ate porridge daily.