Food blogger Shen Qingsui assumes the role of the eldest daughter who lost her mother in ancient Xiaohe Village. She faces three broken houses, a sick father and younger siblings who are waiting for food. The best uncle and aunt want to take over the family property? She taught them how to behave with a jar of home-brewed stinky fermented bean curd! The family is surrounded by walls and has no way to survive? A bowl of fermented bean curd bibimbap has diners in the town queuing up to the entrance of the village.
It's just that the business has just started to pick up, but why is the cold-faced veteran next door who always comes for dinner looking more and more weird? They agreed to just live together and not interfere with each other, so why did he stuff the land deed and his sincerity together?
"Qingsui, the store belongs to you, and you belong to me." Lu Chen wiped the knife and said calmly, "If anyone troubles you, ask him first."
Shen Qingsui looked at the spatula in her hand and the man in front of her, and sighed: These days are probably getting more and more "fun".
——This is a relaxing story about the fireworks in the market, making a fortune through gourmet food, and how to "ferment" a warm marriage with a can of fermented bean curd.
