Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

"In that case, when do you plan to open for business? Do you need a few people to help you out?" the elder brother asked with some concern, his sister was after all only thirteen. Though she would turn fourteen after the New Year, she was still a child in her brother's eyes.


"No need, everyone at the restaurant is still there, nothing has changed. The only difference is that we'll introduce hot pot as part of the opening."


"Alright then, just give me a shout if you need anything. Don't worry about the farm work; just focus on your business," the elder brother patted his sister's shoulder, stood up, and shook off the creases in his clothes, "I'm heading back now; you should get some rest early." He ruffled his sister's hair before turning away to leave.


Chapter 133: Interrogating the Hot Pot (9)