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Desert Island Survival? No, It's a Desert Island Vacation Food Blogger × Desert Island Survival × Lord Development × Food System The plane crashed, and 26-year-old food blogger Jian Ning fell into the sea and washed up on an unnamed desert island when she woke up. There is no rescue, no signal, no trace of the civilized world - just the humid sea breeze, the unfamiliar jungle, and a mysterious system that calls itself the "Gourmet Lord". The system told her: There are points for cooking, and the points can be exchanged for tools, drawings, and everyt 4Favorites8Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Mold Turns into Gold
Food blogger Su Qingci once traveled through time and dressed as a peasant girl who had neither enough to eat nor clothing to keep warm. On the day of the separation, grandma and uncle wanted to drive the family out of the old house. Everyone laughed at her for being stupid. She left the farm utensils aside but picked up a bag of old soybeans covered with mold. No one knows that in Su Qingci's hands, moldy beans can make sauce, grind tofu, make thousands of sheets, and generate a steady stream o
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Gardenia Thanks
May 20, 2006, heavy rain. Fifteen-year-old Shen Zhi hid in an abandoned art museum and met Lu Yu, a 22-year-old resident singer. He put the last gardenia on the window sill behind her ear and said, "The way you stand in the light is like an unfinished oil painting." He sang a song that day called "How can you let me be sad?" Little did she know that she would listen to this song for the rest of her life. She was fifteen and he was twenty-two, a difference of seven years. What distance is seven
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After He Broke the Vow, the Beads Were Used to Tie Me Up.
I am a red fox who has been practicing for thousands of years. On the first day of my transformation, a system was tied up and asked me to seduce Lingshan Buddha. All the six realms say that he is the least likely person to be emotional. After three hundred years of cultivation, the precepts are his bones. I don't believe in evil. He flirted, acted coquettishly, and pretended to be pitiful without even raising his eyelids; he danced, sang, and presented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and he re
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