Dressed as a little palace maid who has just been demoted to the cold palace, Ruan Youyou likes to mention the achievement of "starting in hell". Everyone knows about the cold palace. It is gloomy and run-down, eats chaffy vegetables, and its only neighbor is a useless concubine who has lost her heart and gone crazy. Ruan Youyou, who was the heir of the royal chef in his previous life: Anything else will do, but being hungry won't do! No good ingredients in Leng Palace? ——Wild vegetables, mushrooms, fish and shrimps can be turned into mouth-watering delicacies in her hands. There is no fireworks in the cold palace? ——Then she will create this first wisp of smoke and light up this hopeless place with delicious food. At first, she just wanted to fill the bellies of herself and her neighbors. A bowl of hot lard mixed with rice restored the sparkle in Feifei's eyes. A plate of golden osmanthus and lotus root attracted the guards patrolling next door to poke their heads in frequently. A delicious serving of beggar's chicken made the passing little eunuch unable to walk, and became her first-hand informant for "Palace Gossip Express". Gradually, a legend spread in the palace: "Have you heard? There is a God of Cooking in the Cold Palace, and the dishes he cooks will glow!" "What glow? My third uncle's cousin's hometown, after eating a bite of the snacks she made, my legs that have been cold for many years are healed!" "Nonsense! It's obviously a taste that reminds people of first love!" Since then, the Cold Palace has become the most mysterious gourmet place in the Forbidden City. The concubine who fell out of favor tried every means to hand over the jewelry in exchange for a bowl of peach gum soup that was good for beauty. The prince, who was picky and anorexic, was coaxed to take a bite of the sweet and sour short ribs she made, and he never let go of his job. Even the Nine-Five Master, who is aloof and takes care of everything, smells the fragrance. On a dark and windy night,
