Farmer's Doting Little Cook

Others traveled through time as princesses, but Xia Ziyuan was still a cook just like in her previous life. When other people traveled through time, they opened their mouths and stretched out their hands when they came to eat. Xia Ziyuan rolled up her sleeves and started cooking, only to find that there was no oil. Rice? No. Vegetable? No. To sum up, there is nothing you want! Xia Ziyuan looked up to the sky and smiled - just what I wanted! Watch my little cook carve mandarin ducks with a knife and make delicacies with wild vegetables! I can make money! I can build a house! Shameless handsome man, please stand aside! A certain stunning man's peach blossom eyes squinted, "Didn't I say you want to sell meat?" "Hey! Think healthier!" Xia Ziyuan blushed, "Not the meat seller!" A certain man rushed over regardless, and Xia Ziyuan picked up the kitchen knife in her hand. "Well... I'm a cook, not a dish!" Xia Ziyuan was ashamed and angry. "But the lady is very delicious..." A certain man licked his lips.