I, Xiaofu, the girl who cooks the fire in the imperial kitchen, have three ideals in life: to be full, to eat well, and to live a long life. What is the imperial dining room? A gathering place for the best ingredients in the world! Looking at those Jiangnan mandarin oranges and Saibei lambs that were only put on the plate but not served, and eventually left to rot, I was so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe. Wasteful use of natural resources will be punished by God! In line with the principle of sharing God's worries, I work diligently every day to "save" the tributes that are about to be wasted. Until one day, when I was "rescuing" a roast suckling pig freshly baked in the corner, I was blocked by someone. The man was wearing a dragon robe, with deep eyebrows, and a dangerous smile in his tone: "My beloved concubine, did you know that my dragon robe is three points tighter this month?" Me:? ! ! ! Wait, concubine? I embroidered a hundred pairs of shoe mats overnight but couldn't bribe the aunt in charge to switch to a lighter job. How could I achieve success in one fell swoop? Later I learned that the current Holy Emperor is a hardcore foodie and extremely picky. He had long been tired of the unchanging "royal flavor" of the imperial dining room, and showed great interest in my "unruly" eating and appreciating behavior. So, I was "tied" to the small kitchen in front of the emperor. During the day, I am the most miserable palace maid in the world, racking my brains to develop new dishes for the picky Emperor. "This dish of 'Golden and Jade Mantang' is not cooked well." "That dish of 'Playing with Dragons and Phoenixes' is not artistic enough." In the evening, I also work as His Majesty's "late night supper partner", and we would sit in the hothouse with him to eat freshly baked crab roe cakes. Looking at his satisfied look, I always felt like something was wrong. The agreement was just to let me be the cook, how could I feed him?
