In the past, the only daughter of a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River fell into decline. In order to save her father who was seriously ill and bedridden, Shen Zhiwei put aside all her delicate clothes, sold herself, and entered the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, which is as deep as the sea. She originally thought that the road ahead would be long and miserable. Unexpectedly, with her superb cooking skills, she managed to survive in this high-end courtyard. Mrs. Hou is picky and difficult to serve, and the chefs in the house are very nervous? A bowl of "Jinyu Cabbage Rolls" was light and delicious, and the wife was so full of praise that she was promoted to kitchen manager on the spot. Little Marquis returns from the battlefield with a heavy heart, anorexia and weight loss? A cup of "Mountain River Time Soup" warmed his stomach and heart, allowing him to find peace in the smoke and smoke, and he became a frequent visitor to the small kitchen. The people in the house are full of ghosts and internal fighting. Someone wants to use her as a raft? Shen Zhiwei weighed the frying spoon in her hand and smiled gently: "Sisters and sisters, the kitchen is a big place, and the fumes are hot. You have to be careful where you step, don't slip." She worked step by step, just wanting to make money, redeem herself, and save her father. However, as her status in the Hou Mansion increased, she accidentally discovered that her father's sudden "serious illness" was vaguely related to an old case in the Hou Mansion. A rare medicinal material, a trade dispute, a hidden prescription... The clues were strung together by her delicious food like pearls. The little Marquis who came here just for a bite of food at first started looking at her more and more strangely. One day, he blocked her in front of the stove and said in a low voice: "Should your hand be born to hold a spoon of the world's delicacies, or... A hand holding a son?" Shen Zhiwei: "Thank you, Mr. Xiaohou, for your appreciation, but a common girl's spoon,
