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Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Yilan · ย้อนยุค
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Chapter 340: Space Exposed (7)

When Feng Xi first heard about Lychee Wine, he didn't pay much attention, but after thinking it through carefully, he realized it might be the first batch of wine they had brewed, "Sister, is it the earliest batch of Lychee Wine?"

"Yes, it's the batch we brewed at the time."

"Haha, that's great, I'm going to get thoroughly drunk even if it means sleeping for three days straight," Feng Xi laughed heartily, drooling at the thought of the wine his sister had made back then.

Zongzheng Zehang had never tried Lychee Wine before, but seeing Feng Xi's eagerness, his own cravings were aroused.

"When the time comes, I must have a taste," Zongzheng Zehang said with a smile as he watched the three of them.

"Cousin, now that the Summer Garden is taken care of, when do we start planting flowers?" It was almost December and each day was colder than the last; he guessed it would start to lightly snow in half a month's time.

"Cousin, do you still remember how I taught you to make charcoal?"