Delivery boy Wen Yanning fell into a gap in time and space on a rainy night and woke up as an orphan in a broken house in a famine-stricken county in ancient times. There is only a cracked iron pot next to me, and the system voice in my mind: [Taking orders and delivering food, you can change the ingredient skill].
In order to survive, she used the last half of the dry food to cook wild vegetable soup and gave it to her father-in-law in the Shanshen Temple. The first order was actually exchanged for polished rice and the "fire control" skill. From then on, small stalls were set up on the side of the bluestone road: the sugar-frosted osmanthus cake was sweet through the morning mist, the Yangchun noodle soup was so fresh that picky scholars slapped the tables, and the improved shepherd's purse wontons became the neighborhood's favorite to warm the bellies.
When Prince Jing Xiao Jamshen, who was in disguise to investigate the disaster, first met her, he saw her stuffing hot buns to beggars, with flour on the tip of her nose but smiling sweetly. Later, the cold noodle prince became her most punctual diner. The bamboo note he handed to her said: "Tonight, I want the 'Luo Xue Plum Soup', which is 30% warm."
When the famine was not over, she used the grain seeds exchanged by the system to teach the villagers to cultivate wasteland, and relied on her "food healing" skills to relieve the pain of the victims. From a stall that no one cares about to hanging a plaque of "Yanning Restaurant", her hot meals warm the years in the cold wind.
When there were rumors that she "uses food to charm people," Jamel Xiao held her hand that was kneading dough and looked into her eyes in the courtroom: "The temperature in her palms is more true than any rumors." This food romance that traveled through time and space created the warmest fireworks and affection in the cold and hunger.
