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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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Master Zhu

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Master Zhu was playing games with his concubines. When Butler Zhang entered, he did not even look at him. He walked straight to Master Zhu and whispered, "Master, Jian Qingqing is looking for you."

Master Zhu paused in his drinking. "Jian Qingqing from Jian Village?"

"Yes, she said she has something to talk to you about."

Master Zhu sneered and finished the wine in one gulp. "What's there to talk about with a little girl? I Won't see her."

Butler zhang said hesitantly, "But her status is different after all. Wouldn't it be bad to push her?"

Master Zhu collapsed on the stool. A concubine fed him a piece of fruit. His chubby hands stroked the concubine's smooth and delicate back, and he suddenly had an idea.

"How old is the little girl?"

"Nine or ten years old."

Master Zhu waved his hand. "Then let's meet her. Bring her here."

This age was just right.

"Yes."