After transmigrating into the body of an orphan girl, Shen Yu collapsed from hunger in the street.
She rolled up her sleeves and set up a stall selling scallion pancakes. Their aroma drifted halfway down the street and attracted the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
“Miss, please come with us. The Commander hasn't eaten in three days.”
Lu Lian, Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, had extraordinary martial arts skills and a terrible appetite.
He wouldn't so much as glance at a table full of delicacies, yet he ate every last drop of the plain noodle soup she served him.
From that day on, everyone in the Embroidered Uniform Guard asked the same question each day:
“Has the Commander eaten today?”
The answer was:
Yes. Not only had he eaten, he'd become picky.
He only ate food she made.
Braised pork, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, eight-treasure duck...
Each dish warmed his stomach and helped bring a fifteen-year-old cold case to light.
[Food + mystery-solving + sweet romance] One bowl of noodles warms an iceberg.
It is a healing story that focuses on food. The case is relatively simple, but there is also a main line. I hope everyone will enjoy reading it and have no worries.