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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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Getting Drunk

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ming Zhiyan was also very happy. He usually had a cold appearance, but it was rare to see him smile, which made him look even more handsome.

He never refused the wine that Jian Dalang handed to him. He drank one glass after another. He also listened to Jian Dalang's words seriously. He did not seem to have any temper.

At the end of the drink, both of their faces were red. Jian Dalang was obviously drunk. Even Old Man Jian despised him.

As for Ming Zhiyan, he seemed to be drunk as well. However, he was not like Jian Dalang. He sat quietly on the stool. If it were not for his dazed eyes, one would not be able to tell that he was drunk.

"Zhiyan," Old Man Jian said with a smile. "You'll be good to our Big Sister for the rest of your life, right?"

Ming Zhiyan had not yet woken up, but he had already subconsciously nodded. "Of course!"

"Who are we going to listen to when we quarrel in the future?"