Shen Mo, a bankrupt snack shop owner in the 21st century, traveled to the Sui Dynasty, penniless, without relatives, and her only capital was the hands from her previous life.
She set up three pots in the shabbiest corner of the West Market: crayfish, Jiugongge hot pot, and a pot of snail noodles that could send the entire street away.
The people of the Sui Dynasty saw this for the first time: Are the red things bugs? The soup is like rinsing swill? That bowl of powder that stuns people to death - Madam Mo, are you poisoning or seeking wealth?
Until a dude pinched his nose and took a sip, bursting into tears and slapping the table: "Boss! Add three portions of sour bamboo shoots!"
Overnight, the "True Fragrance Food Stall" exploded in Beijing. The high-ranking officials in the court went down to the palace and queued up over the wall. The daughter-in-law sent a maid to buy something secretly in disguise. Finally, even the eunuchs in the palace came with food boxes: "Madam Mo, Your Majesty would like to ask... Is it convenient for you to come to the palace and have a hot pot meal?"
The real difficulty is the regent Xie Heng. Legend has it that he is decisive in killing and has a cold face and a cold heart. When he tasted a crayfish for the first time, he said expressionlessly: "It's OK." The next day, he finished a whole bowl of snail noodles, not even the soup was left. On the third day, he stood in front of the stall half an hour early, his ears slightly red, and his tone was serious: "Shen Mo, there is a shortage of someone in this palace... Are you willing?"
Shen Mo raised the spoon in her hand without raising her head: "Your Majesty, get in line. The rules of our store are first come, first served, no jumping in line, no reservation. Just wait for your number to be called."
It's very beautiful and worth recommending.