Wen Sanniang has worked two jobs in her life. The last one was codenamed "Jade Faced Yama", ranked third on the martial arts assassin list, good at killing people's heads in dark and windy nights, and focused on being quick, accurate and ruthless. In this case, the proprietress of "Sanniang's Little Chef" in Wuming Town is good at cooking thick soup in the early morning mist, and pays attention to the color, aroma and taste. After washing her hands in the golden basin, Wen Sanniang just wanted to be an ordinary version of the ancient food blogger. What she thought about every day was "how to marinate today's pork head meat to be delicious" and "whether the newly brewed peach blossom wine can make the scholar next door write a poem to praise it." Who would have thought that this bad guy would not let her go! One day, a customer came to the shop, and the number one catcher of the six doors swept over her body with his falcon-like eyes. Wen Sanniang raised her knife and lowered it, swiping it thirteen times, and a fish was perfectly deboned. She asked with a smile: "Sir, our fish bones are more delicious than meat. Do you want to try it?" Master Shenqu looked at the fish bones that were thinner than a hair and swallowed silently: "... No, no need." Another day, the old enemy, the Zuo Protector of the Demon Sect, swaggered into the shop and stared at her with a sinister look: "Madam boss, your sword skills are very much like an old friend of mine." Wen Sanniang weighed the pot and spoon in her hand, smiling charmingly: "Really? It's a pity that I can only tip the spoon, but not the head. Guest, our shop operates on a small budget. We pay for meals, find faults... Add money."
