My small restaurant reaches the corner of the Tang Dynasty Palace.
The door handle to the left is Hangzhou in the 21st century; to the right is the Tai Chi Palace in the ninth year of Zhenguan.
As a result, Li Shimin became my regular customer.
I used Master Kong's Braised Beef Noodles to save Empress Changsun's stomach ailment, used Weilong Spicy Tiao to bribe General Jinwuwei, and used self-heating hot pot to teach me what "spicy and delicious" means.
From the magical building to the royal dining room, from being besieged to being sought after, I relied on nothing more than the modern food industry and a pair of talking hands.
But the business grew bigger and bigger, so big that one day, Li Shimin asked me: "Lin Xiaoman, do you know that this world is just a plate of food?"
At that moment, I realized that what I served to Datang was not just instant noodles, but also the flavor of an era.
