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Empress of Fortune: A Farm Girl's Rise

Introduction 1: The villagers, when mentioning Zhuang Qingning who had no parents, then fell ill and chose to live on her own rather than being fostered by her uncle's family, they sighed and shook their heads, thinking she was paving her own way to death. But who would have thought, she started a workshop, bought a shop, built a house, lived comfortably raising dogs and cats, and everyone who got close to her flourished financially? The villagers: Is it too late to get in good graces with the God of Wealth now? Awaiting your response, it's quite urgent...... ---- Introduction 2: Everyone in the capital city sighed over the good fortune of the Prince Qi, who was unparalleled in his beauty, for he followed the wishes of the late queen and married an ordinary rural girl, thereby giving up an ideal marriage. But who would have thought, the prince was so considerate of his wife, spent fortune to bring a smile to her face, defied orders just to protect her, totally behaving like a man deeply in love...... All the people: Excuse me, is it too late to start shipping this couple now? ---- This story is about a rural woman growing step by step, expressing warmth, lightness, encountering thorny paths and joyful achievements alike, where lovers eventually marry, and there is retribution for good and evil.

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Chapter 116: No way! (An additional chapter for every 30 monthly tickets, the third update)

Zhuang Qingning's laughter broke through the serious atmosphere, causing Zhang Yongchang to burst into laughter as well.

"You little imp! You're quite the trickster, there's just no dealing with you," he said.

Zhang Yongchang shook his head helplessly, "If you're really keen on renting this shop, come with me. I'll lead you to the landlord. It's lest they take advantage of a young lady like you, and start quoting ludicrous prices."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Zhuang Qingning said sweetly.

"Oh, don't thank me! I'm not exactly excited about doing this," Zhang Yongchang grimaced.

"Well then! No thanks for you, Uncle Zhang, I'll just make up for it by giving you a few more salted duck eggs. Just yesterday, while salting some eggs, I saved a jar of them for you. They're perfect for a meal." Zhuang Qingning chuckled.