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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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507 Chs

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Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

However, she did not come here to eat fruit. She had something important to do.

After walking around the farm, she still could not think of a good way to do it.

If she wanted to do an experiment, she needed to separate each field completely. She did not want them to pollinate each other. Otherwise, they would be wasted.

However, in this era, there was no transparent plastic paper to surround these fields. This was a big problem.

She looked at the farm in the distance. There was a large area of farmland here. Needless to say, all the land around the capital had owners.

She ordered, "Grandma Wu, go and find out if there are any people who want to sell their fields."

Since there was nothing to separate them, she would put some distance between them and make them less likely to pollinate each other. This was also possible, but it would require more space to do so.