Beggar's Counterattack: Gourmet Machiavellian Strategy to Captivate the World

When Chu Zhao opened his eyes and found himself lying in the dirty mud, with his belly sunken like a shriveled gourd, and two beggars whispering in his ears about "When will I have a full meal again?" He realized that this body was thinner than paper, but it contained the fire for counterattack. From using modern techniques to catch fish to fill his belly, to inventing tofu and stinky tofu, which set off a food storm, he quietly planted the seeds of wealth in the ruined temple. The undercurrent of political intrigue is hidden in the market. He is protective of his shortcomings and has a thick skin. He pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, using his taste buds to leverage the economic lifeline of the dynasty. As the fields expanded and cement was produced, his escort quietly took shape, like tigers hiding in the grass, just waiting for an order. But when the guns roared and the enemy troops were defeated, the court began to press on him step by step. On one side is the call of imperial power, on the other side is freedom in his heart. Who should Chu Zhao use as his shield? If the world will eventually be in the hands of one person, then can a beggar's original intention maintain the tenderness of the first mouthful of hot soup between power and love?