The first restaurant in Bianjing, "Yumantang", collapsed. Su Qinyu, the shopkeeper's only daughter, went from being a well-dressed and well-fed merchant's daughter to a firebrand who signed a contract to sell herself to the Marquis of Jing'an. All of this stemmed from my father's sudden serious illness - his pulse was weak, there was no cure, his family's wealth was depleted, and he was getting weaker day by day. Su Qinyu didn't believe in fate, she only believed in the kitchen knife and spatula in her hands. Entering the Marquis Mansion is for a chance of survival. The kitchen of Jing'an Marquis Mansion is the most internally involved in the capital. The aunt in charge of the spoons has hands and eyes as far as the sky, she is in charge of purchasing and plucking the hair of geese, and she helps the kitchen maids form cliques. Su Qinyu: Thank you for the invitation. I just want to cook quietly and make money to save my father. Please don't disturb me. However, one cannot hide his superb cooking skills. Mrs. Hou can't eat? A dish of "Jinyu Cabbage Rolls" whetted her appetite. Is the little Marquis a picky eater? A bowl of "bald butter bibimbap" makes him look forward to eating it every day. From the little girl who cooked fires that no one cared about, to the "royal" little cook designated by the Hou Mansion, Su Qinyu paved a road to heaven with delicious food. But she has not forgotten that the kitchen is not only a place for delicacies, but also a distribution center for news. ——"Have you heard? The person who competed with Yu Mantang for business was the brother-in-law of the Minister of Household Affairs." ——"No, I heard that shopkeeper Su got a weird recipe before the accident..." A plate of snacks is exchanged for news, and a bowl of delicious soup is exchanged for a sentence of truth. Su Qinyu held the spoon in hand and watched with cold eyes the wealth and shame of the Marquis Mansion. Step by step, she wants to uncover all the conspiracies and evil hands hidden under the delicacies, and stew the truth!
