Traveling to the world of martial arts, Su Tao's first reaction was: There is no ice cream in this place, no oven, not even decent fresh cream! As a former pastry chef with three Michelin stars, this was simply the darkest moment of his career. In order to survive, Su Tao returned to his old business and set up a pastry shop called "Taoyao" at the foot of the back hill of the largest sect in the world. There are rumors in the world that Su Tao, the proprietress of Taoyao pastry shop, possesses peerless internal power. The sweet-scented osmanthus and red bean cake she made could calm a possessed swordsman on the spot; the rose tuckahoe rolls she made could make a seriously injured and dying demon sect protector instantly look rosy. Knights from all walks of life came here to eat desserts and bowed to Su Tao: "Miss Su, the inner strength you put into the pastry is really powerful, I admire you!" Su Tao looked at the knights rolling on the ground, wiped the flour on his hands, and looked speechless: "What kind of internal force? It's Poria cocos, angelica root and high-concentration glucose powder! What you have is hypoglycemia and soft tissue contusion. Just eat more carbohydrates and you'll be fine. Don't engage in feudal superstition, okay?" No one believed her. Because the next day, the martial arts leader who originally had three broken ribs, after eating a piece of mille-feuille, was actually able to lift his sword and go into battle. Su Tao: ... Okay, as long as you are happy, remember to pay, no credit will be given. This is a pastry shop that has no golden fingers and relies entirely on modern baking science and traditional Chinese medicine and dietary therapy. Here, there are not only grievances and grievances, but also martial arts masters fighting for the last piece of matcha mochi. Su Tao: The rules of this store prohibit fighting. Violators... There will be a purchase limit on desserts for the next month!
