Su Nian'an, the female chef god of the 22nd century, once traveled through time and inherited a small restaurant that was on the verge of bankruptcy.
The restaurant is in a great location - directly opposite Dali Temple.
Facing the empty lobby and the vicious creditors, Su Nian'an rolled up his sleeves and with a bowl of Yangchun noodles, he successfully touched the stomach of Xie Wujiu, the famous "Living King of Hell" in the capital and the young minister of Dali Temple.
From then on, the cold-faced Shaoqing became the number one repeat customer, and the cruel clerk came every day to grab work meals. The smell in the file room was no longer the smell of blood, but the fragrance of Buddha jumping over the wall.
Later, the prince of the Duke's palace and Xie Shaoqing's number one political enemy asked for a bowl of crabmeal and tofu with ten thousand taels of gold.
Xie Wujiu chased the person away, turned around and locked the door of Su Ji, blocking the little cook in the corner of the kitchen, his eyes turned red:
"Niannian, my stomach hurts."
"Today... Can you make it just for me to eat?"
