When Su Xiaoman opened her eyes in front of the oil pan and found that she had become a concubine of Suji Buzhuang in the Qing Dynasty who was abused by her stepmother, she clenched the bag of chili powder she brought with her during the time travel in her pocket. On the first night, she burned her sister-in-law's clothes with charcoal fire; on the second night, she brushed the chicken legs stolen from the backyard with secret sauce; on the third night, the entire Suzhou city's dignitaries were asking about the "fairy meat skewers" that made beggars' mouths drip with oil.
From street vendors to special dishes in the royal dining room, her barbecue empire used cumin to break through the strict hierarchy of the Qing Dynasty business district. Chamber of Commerce suppression? She launched the "Chuan Chuan Xiang" franchise model to form a community of interests among all the hawkers in the city; is the imperial chef making things difficult? She used the idea of molecular cuisine to make the smoking "Xianwu Lamb"; even the cold noodle Baylor who always came here to eat was so shocked by her method of using garlic paste to detoxify after a certain poisoning incident that she chopped the grill to pieces on the spot - "You woman, how many surprises do you still have that I don't know about?"
When Qianlong dismounted after hearing the news during his southern tour, and when Heshen's corrupt account books were hidden in the belly of grilled fish and presented to the imperial court, Su Xiaoman turned the sizzling meat skewers and chuckled: "Who said women can't be in charge of business? My grilled skewer can not only skewer the world's delicacies, but also - skewer this great Qing Dynasty!"
