Liu Sanniang has been very troubled recently. Her family opened a small restaurant, and relying on their good cooking skills inherited from their ancestors, the business was booming, and they were about to save enough money to buy the pigsty of the butcher Zhang next door. However, there is always a damn thief who sneaks into her kitchen in the middle of the night and steals some food! Zao Liu Fish Fillet, Dongpo Pork, Buddha Jumping Over the Wall... Any of the signature dishes she will sell the next day will definitely be missing one portion. Liu Sanniang was angry! After setting traps and stumbling blocks, he finally managed to capture a little thief on a dark and windy night. As it turns out, the thief turned out to be a handsome man who was outraged by both men and gods, but whose brain was not very good. Asked what his name was, he shook his head. Asked where his home was, he still shook his head. He would just point at her belly and shout "hungry". Liu Sanniang: ... Okay, for the sake of your face, I will hire you as a dishwasher to pay off the debt. She named him "Afu" and fed him leftovers every day. But gradually, she realized something was wrong. When she made a modified version of the roasted mutton dish "Horses Hoof on Flying Swallows", Ah Fu would suddenly hold his head and mutter "Beacon Fire"; when she served a bowl of the special version of "General Crossing the Bridge" Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles, Ah Fu would shed tears and recite a name repeatedly - her name. To be more precise, it was the name of the female general when she died on the battlefield. Liu Sanniang hid the kitchen knife in her hand: "... Tell me, who are you?" He raised his eyes full of confusion and pain and looked at her as if he were looking at an old friend: "I seem... To have lost a very important person." Liu Sanniang's heart tightened. That person is herself. And this fool in front of me,
