Beloved by the Immortals: My Ready-Made Meals Take the Immortal Realm by Storm

Yun Jiaoyue's life hit rock bottom: she'd lost her job and was in debt, and her only inheritance was a run-down snack shop on the verge of closing.

Worried about rent and utility bills, she discovered that the old storeroom door in her shop led straight to the Immortal Realm?!

Only, this Immortal Realm wasn't what she'd expected. Spiritual energy was scarce, everything was withering, and the immortals had been nibbling on the same bland spiritual food for thousands of years. Their taste buds were so starved they could hardly taste anything.

With bankruptcy looming, Yun Jiaoyue steeled herself and brought out her stash of instant noodles, self-heating hot pots, and luosifen…

“W-what is this? How can it smell so incredible?” The immortal foodies were blown away by the otherworldly “technology and secret ingredients,” their taste buds turned upside down. They flocked to her shop, begging to buy!

Her little shop went viral overnight, and she raked in a fortune in immortal crystals.

But her success also stirred up jealousy. The local immortal chefs made things difficult for her, a white-lotus fairy accused her of using improper ingredients, and even the immortal realm's city inspectors came looking for trouble! And then there was the stunning neighbor who showed up every day with a cold expression to freeload on her food. His glare was terrifying, but nobody freeloaded more enthusiastically! Yun Jiaoyue frantically restocked prepared meals while dealing with one headache after another. “Don't ask! It's a family secret!”

Until one day, powerful enemies attacked, and her little shop was in mortal danger. The cold-faced immortal lord, whom she'd once “bribed” with spicy strips and “won over” with self-heating hot pot, slowly rose and stood protectively before her, his sword aura reaching the heavens. “Let's see who dares lay a hand on my person and deprive me of my meals!” Yun Jiaoyue: “???”

Wait, so freeloading was just an excuse, and what you really wanted was to be the shopkeeper's wife… I mean, the shopkeeper's husband!

[Down-on-her-luck mortal woman x reclusive immortal lord] [A door from the start, delicious food powered by heat] [I sell prepared meals in the Immortal Realm to support a war god]