Su Ze, a top chef who stood at the top of the Chinese food pyramid in his previous life, accidentally traveled to a parallel world and became the "uncle daddy" of three oily people and the director of a "Sunset Red Kindergarten" that was on the verge of bankruptcy. The bank card balance is only 300 yuan, the rent is owed 210,000 yuan, and the three children are so hungry that they are eating instant noodle boxes.
In a desperate situation, he bound to the "Taotie God of Food System" and set up a "little love table" at the entrance of the kindergarten. A bowl of braised lion's head made Mr. Zhao next door cry for a lifetime, a pot of Buddha Jumping over the Wall was fragrant for three streets, and a portion of egg fried rice reminded the food industry leaders of the taste of their mother.
From being ignored by everyone to being frenzied by the whole city, from being heavily in debt to winning the folk food competition, Su Ze warmed up the entire Wutong Alley with home-cooked dishes. But at this moment, news of demolition came, and the small love dining table was facing relocation. The old neighbors were panicked and the children were crying. Su Ze only said one thing: "Wherever you move, I will drive. Wherever you are, the little love table will be there."
This is a story about food, companionship and belonging. The most ordinary egg fried rice contains the deepest love.
