Shen Zhiyi, the eldest daughter of the former Minister of Rites, never touched Yangchun water with her fingers, and tasted more spices than others had eaten rice. Once her family fell into decline, she became the most miserable phoenix in Chang'an City. Ah Mao, a wild girl who grew up in the ghost market, no one knows her last name. They only know that she has a keen sense of smell and can distinguish more than 300 kinds of ingredients with her nose. The spicy soup she makes can make the entire East City night watchers drink three bowls more. When Shen Zhiyi, who didn't like the fireworks of the world, was blushing and quarreling with people over three cents of cooking cakes, he met A Mao who was squatting on the roadside, chewing on the cooking cakes and commenting that "the noodles are overcooked and the alkaline water smells strong." Shen Zhiyi: "..." A Mao: "... How about you do it with me?" Thus, the most incredible combination in Chang'an City was born. One understands the most elegant style, and the other understands the most popular people's hearts. Shen Zhiyi took out the fragrance recipe from the bottom of the box and improved it into a novel recipe. Ah Mao rolled up her sleeves and stir-fried vegetables, turning those delicious recipes into lively and fragrant human fireworks. From a squeaky diners' trolley to the rare-to-find "Zhiwei Tower" in Chang'an City. The shopkeeper of his opponent's house was furious: "How unbecoming are two women showing up in public!" Shen Zhiyi slowly shook his fan and smiled lightly: "The running water in my house is almost over the threshold of your house, do you still have time to care about your decency?" A Mao poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a big spoon in his hand: "What? Is someone looking for trouble? Come after I finish frying this dish!" With plates of delicious food and flowing water, they told everyone that their daughter's family was
