In America, I Work Part-Time as a Private Chef to the Socialite Set

As an international student at Stanford University, Chu Ye needs to pay off his astronomical medical bills and cover his rent. Drawing on the Chinese medicinal food therapy skills awakened in his mind, he heads resolutely to Silicon Valley's wealthy district to work part-time as a proud private chef.

He thinks it will just be a grueling job of flipping pans for a handsome hourly wage, but Chu Ye soon discovers that the waters in this wealthy district run incredibly deep!

His haughty Wall Street financier roommate, who shares the apartment with him, is like a little kitten guarding its food. “Chu Ye! You only went to make a bowl of porridge for that icy female CEO. Why do you smell like her signature perfume?! You’re not getting any of tonight’s medicinal fried rice unless you add two eggs for me!”

“This is just dietary therapy tailored to their needs,” Chu Ye says helplessly, flipping his Damascus steel wok. “I’m just helping America’s socialites soothe their delicate stomachs and earning a little money for medical expenses.”