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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.

Gardenia White Moonlight · 综合
分數不夠
507 Chs
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Looking at the Lanterns

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

When they reached the county seat, Jian Qingqing and the three little ones immediately jumped out of the car. Jian Qingqing ran as she waved her hands behind her. "Father! Mother! You guys go on a date! We'll go play by ourselves!"

"Sigh..." Before Mother Jian could call her, Jian Qingqing and the three little ones disappeared without a trace.

Jian Dalang held her hand and chuckled. "Let's go, Wife. Let's go play."

Mother Jian looked at him shyly and shook his hand back. She hummed in agreement.

Jian Qingqing and her group of four went to the food street. It was rare to see such a lively scene today. Many people specially picked this day to cook delicious food and sell it to supplement their household expenses, therefore, there were many delicacies that could not be eaten on a normal day.