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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 · Général
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When they returned home, they found that the situation at home was completely different from the situation of digging potatoes in the ground.

The potatoes were dug up quickly.

Those who were cutting sweet potatoes at home were cut into pieces, making the house a mess like a bandit entering a village.

Jian Qingqing stared at the movements of their hands. More than a hundred men did not dare to look back and lowered their heads guiltily.

Jian Qingqing took a deep breath and held back her anger. She said gloomily, "Can someone tell me what's going on?"

The situation on the ground could be said to be extremely chaotic. There were too many people and they could not sit at home. Jian Qingqing let them stand in the courtyard to cut the sweet potatoes and peel the corn.