His father is seriously ill, and all his wealth has been lost. Shen Zhiwei, who used to be a noble man, sold himself into the hierarchical Yongning Marquis Mansion for a chance of survival. Her plan is simple: become a good little cook, gain recognition from Madam Hou, and find out the truth behind her father's murder. But who will tell her why the people in the Hou Mansion are so difficult to take care of? ! Mrs. Hou, the most beautiful woman in the capital, talked about "eating grain to nourish the skin" every day, but she secretly sent someone late at night to ask: "Xiao Shen, do you still have the milk and hibiscus cake from yesterday?" Mr. Hou, the unsmiling living king of hell, was scolding his son one second, and walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back the next, "Well, today's Dongpo pork seems to be softer than usual." As for the rumored prince of the Hou family who is as cold as jade and aloof from the world, he is even more important. He tasted Shen Zhiwei's soup dumplings, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and Crystal Pork, and then commented with a cold face: "It's OK." Shen Zhiwei: Shang Ke, you better not eat it! Eat faster than anyone else! In addition to conquering the "business" of the Hou family with delicious food, Shen Zhiwei also did not forget his main mission. She discovered that Mrs. Hou's precious spices had similar ingredients to the drug that caused her father's coma; a jade stone on the old Mr. Hou's chessboard was the last batch of goods stolen from his business; and the "Shang Ke" prince seemed to be secretly investigating an old case, and the clues actually pointed to her Shen family... Shen Zhiwei held the spatula in one hand and grasped the clues in the other, jumping repeatedly between food and conspiracy. She just wanted to say: It is really difficult to investigate the case, but cooking is easier. Today,
