Pingjiang Prefecture Food Journal

Upon waking, Ye Jing found herself transmigrated to Pingjiang Prefecture in the Great Song. Willow-lined banks and painted bridges, green curtains stirring in the breeze. She had hoped to take it easy, admire the scenery, and sample the local delicacies, but she didn’t have a penny to her name. So she had no choice but to open a shop, cook delicious food, and strive to be a model citizen. And maybe win herself a handsome husband along the way.