My name is Jin Mengmeng. As soon as I opened my eyes, I became the most favored little princess in Dasheng Kingdom. My father and the emperor doted on me, and all the cats and dogs in the palace made way for me.
But one second he was working overtime in modern times, and the next second he was dressed as a group favorite? This treatment is too hot!
However, there are undercurrents in the harem, the imperial concubine is poisoned, the prime minister is plotting rebellion, and everyone thinks I am easy to control.
Once I tasted soup, I accidentally got a golden finger. My sense of taste is psychic. I can eliminate poisons in one bite and know the source of all diseases.
He can taste the properties and toxic effects of medicines, he can solve crimes by relying on taste, and he can't even hide the secrets of the imperial kitchen.
Others rely on power to run rampant, but I rely on my tongue to save my life. A pot of spicy soup can cure hundreds of officials, and a spoonful of medicinal food can stabilize the morale of the army.
The Taiyuan Hospital named me the "Little Goddess of the Golden Needle", and the whole palace was chasing my spatula.
The King of Zhenbei looked coldly at the King of Hell, but his eyes became hot when he saw me, saying that the soup I stewed was more powerful than the military order.
From palace walls to battlefields, from courts to markets, I use taste to rewrite the rules.
Cute medical halls opened all over the world, and the food-medicine alliance shocked all countries, and even the enemy soldiers were so angry that they cried for mercy.
In this life, I will not be a chess piece or a sacrifice. I will use the tip of my tongue to channel spirits, control the fire of the food, and establish myself at the top of the medical path.
With the spatula in hand, I have the world - this country is not as good as a bowl of braised pork with a silly prince.
