Yan Qingdu, the king of hell who has made great changes in the business world of Jingzhou, suffered from severe anorexia and insomnia. He had not known how to eat for five years and had no sleep every night. His life is filled with cold numbers and endless business expansion. Until that day, a faint sweet fragrance drifted from the old city "Changleli" that he planned to raze. Ruan Zhixia, a pastry chef born and raised in Changle, is the heir to a century-old restaurant called "Zhixia Tang". Meaning! "Yan Qing thought this was just another nail shop, until he accidentally tasted a peach blossom cake she made. At that moment, the taste buds that had been dusted for five years exploded, and the sweetness swept through the desolate world of senses. From then on, the painting style of Living Hell suddenly changed. Today he is a food blogger pretending to be lost, tomorrow he is a melancholy young man pretending to be lovelorn, and the day after tomorrow he becomes an "ordinary citizen" investigating the public sentiment... He tried thirty-six tricks just to be able to eat. A small cake made by Ruan Zhixia. Business rival: Why does Mr. Yan always go to the slums recently? Subordinate: The boss scolded us in the meeting again for not grabbing the last piece of osmanthus cake. Shower! Full length Leli: Fire prevention and theft prevention, Mr. Yan! Ruan Zhixia looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes at the door, looking eagerly at the baking pan in his hand, and sighed helplessly: "Mr. Yan, today's snacks are sold out. "The man's face changed instantly, and he blocked the door with his long legs. His tone was dangerous and aggrieved: "Not selling? Okay, then... I'll buy both the person and the store. "
