A ruthless chef takes on the whole courtyard in a reckoning, with technology saving the nation.
What happens when a three-Michelin-starred master chef is reborn in 1959 as Shazhu, the “bloodsucking burden” of the family?
He opens his eyes to find his little sister Yushui burning with a fever of 39 degrees, her life hanging by a thread.
Qin Huairu stands there with an empty bowl, tears in her eyes. “Shazhu, could you lend me five jin of cornmeal...?”
Lin Mo, who was morally blackmailed to death in his previous life, laughs:
One spoonful, a life-saving medicinal meal to nourish his sister.
The next, a gut-piercing blade of poison to feed the courtyard's beasts!
Your opening changes are beyond recognition, and the key changes are unreasonable.
Not bad, not bad (*≧∪≦)👍🏻
Big poison and small poison are simmered together!
Like AI works
Brother, if you write Silly Zhu, then call Silly Zhu. Sometimes Silly Zhu and now Lin Mo look awkward😡