When Lin Wantang died, he still held the chef's knife in his hand. When she opened her eyes again, she became the most disliked eldest daughter in Linjia Village in the Daxuan Dynasty. Her parents were partial, her younger siblings were blood-sucking, and she was being sold to a fool for fifty taels of silver to fill a house.
She broke off the relationship in public and took over the world with a kitchen knife. From the village food shop to the state restaurant, from the "one penny full meal" to the "imperial medicinal meal banquet", everyone said that this woman's craftsmanship was superb, but they didn't know that the red bird birthmark on her left shoulder contained a secret that had been lost for eighteen years.
On a rainy night, she picked up a man covered in blood. He calls himself the caravan guard "A Jing", but he has precise fire control skills. When he was unconscious, he murmured "military ration account book". She treated his injuries, he chopped her firewood, and gave her a jade pendant before leaving: "If there is a fatal situation, break the jade and ask for help."
After entering the capital, she discovered that "A Jing" was Xiao Jingheng, the seventh prince of the current dynasty, and that the young general Yun Zhiheng, who always looked at her with complicated eyes, was actually her brother. The Duke of Zhen and his wife burst into tears: "Weier, we have been looking for you for eighteen years."
Shen Qingyi laughed at her: "A village woman is worthy of climbing a dragon and clinging to a phoenix?" She backhanded her and sent her to a temple for repair.
The third prince ridiculed her: "A woman is in charge of politics, and a hen is in charge of morning affairs." She set up a pot to cook porridge in the court hall: "The people are water, the king is rice, and the heat is the government. Sir, your bowl is full of food."
It was night in the palace, and she used the imperial kitchen as a formation, boiling oil as soldiers, and flour as smoke, waiting for her prince to come in blood. On the day he ascended the throne, he held her hand and said: "The country is the stove, and you and I are the cooks. Are you willing to cook this prosperous age together?"
