The CEO of a modern top catering group and food blogger transformed into a dying queen in the cold palace. Faced with the emperor's indifference, the frame-up by his beloved concubine, and the bullying of the Sixth Palace, she sneered and silently opened a "small canteen" in the cold palace. A bowl of ecstasy noodles made the iron-blooded general a fan; a dish of exquisite shrimp dumplings made the Queen Mother praise it. When everyone thought she only cared about food, she had used the "catfish effect" of modern management to stir up the Sixth Palace, and used supply chain thinking to strangle the lifeline of the harem. The emperor who once abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes now "accidentally encounters" the palace wall every night just to ask for a sip of hot soup. And she just wanted to ask: Your Majesty, you are blocking my way out of the palace to open a chain store.
