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Empress of Fortune: A Farm Girl's Rise

Introduction 1: The villagers, when mentioning Zhuang Qingning who had no parents, then fell ill and chose to live on her own rather than being fostered by her uncle's family, they sighed and shook their heads, thinking she was paving her own way to death. But who would have thought, she started a workshop, bought a shop, built a house, lived comfortably raising dogs and cats, and everyone who got close to her flourished financially? The villagers: Is it too late to get in good graces with the God of Wealth now? Awaiting your response, it's quite urgent...... ---- Introduction 2: Everyone in the capital city sighed over the good fortune of the Prince Qi, who was unparalleled in his beauty, for he followed the wishes of the late queen and married an ordinary rural girl, thereby giving up an ideal marriage. But who would have thought, the prince was so considerate of his wife, spent fortune to bring a smile to her face, defied orders just to protect her, totally behaving like a man deeply in love...... All the people: Excuse me, is it too late to start shipping this couple now? ---- This story is about a rural woman growing step by step, expressing warmth, lightness, encountering thorny paths and joyful achievements alike, where lovers eventually marry, and there is retribution for good and evil.

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663 Chs

Chapter 205: Fried Tofu Skin (Added for Monthly Ticket)

"What have you prepared?" Zhuang Yonghe said, scratching his ear: "How come I don't know?"

"If you knew, then it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" Mrs. He tactfully replied. She laughed while delivering a stack of items into the house. When she came out, she spread them out for Zhuang Yonghe to see: "Look, how do they look, are they not pleasing to the eyes?"

They were a new set of bed sheets and pillow covers, in a light but lively autumn color. It was not too eye-catching, yet radiant. Mrs. He added a lace edge which made them look even more charming.

"Not bad." Zhuang Yonghe examined them, picking up two cylindrical items and started laughing: "These are…"

"The fillings for the pillows, not yet finished. Zhuang Qingning doesn't like to sleep on ceramic or wooden pillows; she prefers buckwheat hull fillings. She said they feel comfortable, so I'm planning to make a pair with buckwheat hulls for the two of them."