Qi Heng is a little fan of the Western Middle Ages. He works as a chef and loves European mythology and chivalry!
He also had a morbid obsession with the plate armor of medieval knights. For this reason, he also purchased many European life-size model plate armors.
However, once he traveled through the Middle Ages, what awaited him was not a cool journey of steel and fire.
Instead, there are feces and urine all over the floor, slovenly nobles whose body odor cannot be covered up with aromatherapy, and so-called "food" that is no different from looking up at the stars...
Qi Heng said: ... I can't commit suicide before I see the plate armor! We can't live in such a sloppy way!
The boy who dreamed of sleeping in a pile of plate armor took the first step to join the aristocratic class, traditional food!
Duchess: "... The food you make is delicious, I wonder what it will taste like when you eat it."
Qi Heng shuddered: "... No, madam, this is not good..."
Every day he was saving money to buy armor, and he had to be wary of the widowed duchess. Qi Heng took a deep breath and said that women would only affect the speed at which he rubs his armor!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
