Song Tian, a descendant of a family of royal chefs, died suddenly of overwork just after winning an international gold medal. When she opened her eyes again, she became the daughter of an exiled minor official in the Qing Dynasty, with a poor family and a huge debt.
Song Tian: I'm tired, let's destroy it. In my previous life, I was involved in life and death. In this life, I just want to be a salted fish and just eat and drink enough.
In order to have a good meal, she relied on her superb cooking skills to successfully sneak into the palace and find a job as a cook in the imperial kitchen, perfectly realizing the ultimate ideal of "laying down and cooking".
Unexpectedly, the painting style of the entire palace suddenly changed.
The prince, who is so picky about food that drives the whole palace crazy, squats at the door of the imperial kitchen with a bowl in hand every day: "Xiaohuotou, is there any Dongpo pork left today?"
The scheming concubines no longer competed for beauty, but tried every means to bribe her: "Miss Song, if a Buddha jumps over the wall, I will keep you safe for a month."
Even Kowloon seizing the legitimate son has become "Kowloon seizing the spoon"!
Song Tian held her rice bowl and shivered: I really just want to work in peace!
