The chef Lin Feng dies unexpectedly and opens his eyes as a penniless man in an ancient village.
The village chief bangs a gong and announces, “The wife-picking contest is starting! The heavier the bride, the higher her priority!”
Lin Feng nearly throws up at the sight of the girls crammed onto the scale.
At last, he spots a slender young woman standing in the corner. The villagers all sneer at her: “Skinny as a bamboo stick, and she looks like bad luck for her husband!”
Lin Feng dashes onto the stage. “I want her! So what if she’s thin? I like a pretty face and a shapely figure!”
The entire village bursts into laughter as if he’s an idiot.
He takes the young woman’s hand and whispers, “Just you wait. I’ll make you rice topped with crispy pork cracklings.”
The young woman looks at their drafty thatched hut. “Pork cracklings… What are those?”
