Su Wanqing was once the most famous pipa girl in the court. The tunes flowing from her fingertips could make emperors bend their backs and make concubines eclipse. The good news is that she finally created the illusion of being "buried in flames" in a palace fire and successfully escaped from the golden cage. The bad news is that she can't do anything except play the piano and dance. He couldn't make a fire or cook, and he had never even seen a few copper plates. While living on the street, she met a poor scholar who was cooking porridge. The scholar's surname is Shen. He wears a green shirt that has been washed white all year round. Although he is poor, he has a proud character like bamboo. Seeing that Su Wanqing was pitiful, he kindly took her in and said warmly: "Girl, although this place is simple, it is better than being safe." Su Wanqing looked at the steaming bowl of white porridge and decided to remain anonymous and become an ordinary person. As a result, the former imperial actress was forced to start a "human survival challenge": Can't chop wood? It doesn't matter, she used her dancing skills to develop amazing arm strength; Can't sew? It didn't matter, she had embroidered palace brocades, and mending clothes was simply a dimensionality reduction blow; even in order to supplement her family's income, she opened a small teahouse next to the scholar's academy, and used the palace's secret snack recipes to turn this remote rural area into a holy place for literati. The scholar looked at the busy figure in the smoke of fireworks, his eyes became gentler: "Wanqing, if you think I am poor, I will go and get fame." Su Wanqing put down the pipa with a smile and took his hand: "I am tired of seeing fame, fortune and wealth. I just want a bowl of hot porridge in this world, and you." No golden finger, no space,
