Su Xiaonuan was reborn in the apocalypse at minus 80 degrees Celsius, where the city was frozen and humanity was barely surviving.
She once froze to death on the street, and when she opened her eyes it was already an extremely cold night. The only golden finger was that the old refrigerator at home was automatically filled with fresh ingredients at four o'clock every morning.
Supplies were cut off and everyone was in danger, but she set up a hot pot stall and exchanged hot soup for hope of survival.
From setting up a stall in ruins to building a farm and developing energy, she relied on delicious food to gather people's hearts and counterattacked to become the leader of hundreds of people.
While others fight for swords and guns, she fights for pots and shovels; while others fight for resources, she trades a meal for trust and loyalty.
The apocalypse is cold, but the fire in her stove never goes out, steaming up a warm legend of female growth.
