Midnight Fragrance Hall: All My Guests Are from the Past

Also known as: Serving Noodles to People from the Past at My Late-Night Noodle Shop

Tags: Urban Fantasy | Historical Transmigration | Healing Food | A Life Reversed

The rundown noodle shop opens at midnight and closes at dawn.

Xiao Nansheng thought his life was over: his project had been canceled, his girlfriend had left him for someone else, and he had only 2,300 yuan to his name.

Then the first customer walked through the door.

He wore the uniform of a Southern Song soldier and was covered in blood. “We haven’t eaten in three days at Yashan.”

The second customer was a veteran from the Tang Dynasty’s Anxi Protectorate, clutching a rusty saber. “I’ve been walking for thirty years and still haven’t made it back to Chang’an.”

The third customer was a woman from a Ming Dynasty embroidery workshop. She ordered a bowl of sweet noodle soup. “I’m waiting for someone. I’ve been waiting for thirty years.”

Xiao Nansheng stared at the ledger that flipped its own pages, his hands trembling.

Not one of the customers was alive.

Each carried the regrets of an entire dynasty.

Each asked the same question: “Boss, does your shop have the taste of my hometown?”

Xiao Nansheng said, “It does. Have a seat.”

What he didn’t know was that once he served these bowls of noodles, the names lost to history would all come back to life.

And his own life would be completely rewritten, starting with this bowl of noodles.