I, Xia Wanwan, am an ordinary palace maid. My lifelong dream is to eat and wait until I leave the palace.
Unexpectedly, one day when he went on an errand, he offended the most favored concubine and was punished by being sent to the imperial kitchen to work as a fire girl.
The imperial dining room, the "gold selling cave" and "Shura field" in the palace, is as tired as a dog every day, sleeps later than a chicken, and eats worse than a pig.
I'll destroy it, quickly. Tired. QAQ
In order to be lazy and catch fish, I used all my "unruly" skills to defy heaven and earth.
The new chef wants to steal my chopped green onions? I can stuff green onions into his nostrils.
The aunt in charge wants to deduct my ingredients? I could hold her thigh and cry for three days and three nights, saying that she was targeting me.
Over time, everyone in the imperial kitchen knew that Xia Wanwan, who was burning fire, was a living ancestor who was not easy to mess with.
Until that day, the young emperor, who was said to be so picky that even the Queen Mother wanted to overturn the table, frowned and put down his chopsticks after tasting all the dishes in the imperial dining room.
Just when the chief eunuch was about to faint from fright, the smell of rice wafted up and stopped him.
The emperor followed the scent and saw something in the corner...
