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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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The Youth From Mo Lan Kingdom

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

Jian Qingqing was puzzled for a moment. At this time, she found that although the young man in front of her had a dirty face and was beaten black and blue, his facial features could be faintly seen. His eyes were not brown and black, which were common in the Central Plains, but had a faint blue color.

Even if he spoke the official language of the Great Wei Kingdom, one could hear a trace of a foreign accent in his words if one listened carefully.

This was not right.

Jian Qingqing asked seriously, "Where do you live? Tell me the truth!"

The teenager secretly glanced at Jian Qingqing. He knew that he could not hide it from her, so he said honestly, "I'm from Mo Lan."

Jian Qingqing frowned. She had heard of Mo Lan before. In fact, Mo Lan had been quite famous recently.