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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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507 Chs

Digging Potatoes

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Old Man Jian chuckled, "Alright, Alright, Alright, then... Don't call me Master. It sounds strange, just call me Uncle."

Jian Dalang and Mother Jian had just arrived and were confused. Jian Dalang asked curiously, "What Master? Isn't he the worker Qingqing invited?"

Old Man Jian slapped his hand angrily. "What worker! That's the Lord that the Emperor sent to help our Big Sister! The Emperor sent him!"

"Ah?" Jian Dalang looked at Jiang Cheng in a daze, as if the world had turned into a fantasy. He asked in disbelief, "Is he really sent by the Emperor?"

Jian Qing nodded and said, "That's enough, Grandfather, Father. There's nothing strange about it. After all, we have a lot to do. Of course, the Emperor will send someone to supervise us."

However, why did they still feel that this matter was like a dream no matter how they thought about it?