Completed sweet romances: The Prime Minister Dotes on His Wife Most, The Fox Prince Is a Servant
New novel: The Imperial Preceptor Dotes on His Wife Most. Please add it to your collection.
Blurb:
My second sister's engagement was broken off, my third sister's reputation was ruined, there was no food stored at home, and we still had to pay taxes at the end of the year?
Ning Jinxin figured that if she kept scraping by, she would soon be dead.
She would save her second sister, protect her third sister, get the little restaurant up and running, make sauces, open a distillery, and make her private cuisine famous throughout the land...
A little scene:
After cautiously testing the waters, she had enough to eat, paid off her debts, and even led the whole village out of poverty.
At last, life held promise. She was ready to put her excellent cooking skills to use, satisfy her appetite, and make a fortune in the process. But just then, something unexpected happened...
Ning Jinxin sighed. "I never thought that after I transmigrated, just as I was about to make my mark, you'd figure me out, you reborn guy."
Song Zixi smiled. "I never thought that after living my life over, I'd hear someone say there was a giant bird that carried hundreds of people through the sky."
"I told you, it's not a giant bird, it's an airplane! An airplane!"
"Oh, an airplane." Song Zixi glanced at a little sparrow flying overhead, looking utterly unconvinced.
Ning Jinxin turned away with a sigh. "Forget it. There's no getting through to you."
Writing a blurb is so hard... I'll just let the story speak for itself!
This story is set in a fictional world, with some elements loosely inspired by various dynasties. There are many original settings. The male lead is reborn, and the female lead was transmigrated into her mother's womb. The food and infrastructure projects are all part of the story, so please don't try them in real life.
Please add my upcoming sweet romance to your collection: The Imperial Preceptor Dotes on His Wife Most
Blurb:
Gu Zhaojin can turn clouds into rain with a flick of his hand. Countless people have offered him fortunes, yet even a spare moment for a divination is hard to come by.
After an accident sent him tumbling down a cliff, he had no choice but to ask the only person who had passed by in half a day for help.
In return, he promised her one wish: "I am the imperial preceptor of the Great Yao Empire. Even if you want to become its empress, I can change your fate and defy the heavens for you."
What was an imperial preceptor?
An'an, who had never gone farther than the little town at the foot of the mountain, looked over the man's clothes and noticed the cracked bagua mirror on his chest.
Got it! He was a fortune-telling charlatan on the street.
And so Gu Zhaojin, always accustomed to being held in the highest regard, heard the little girl before him sigh and say gravely, "You can't even come up with a decent line to fool people. No wonder someone beat you up so badly."
Fated little orphan girl VS arrogant imperial preceptor
Theme: Work hard to create a new future
