[Everyday life in the marketplace + a slow, steady pace + family life]
Who gets this, folks?! I was in the middle of a perfectly good undercover operation, posing as a jianbing vendor. I, Shen Yanqing, was a key member of the criminal investigation squad, widely recognized as the team’s sharpest observer and a tough-as-nails cop who had never failed to solve a case. I was doing my job diligently, but instead of getting taken down by some vicious fugitive, I got taken out by my own gas canister!
A deafening explosion, smoke billowing everywhere, and I transmigrated on the spot, dropping straight into a remote, dirt-poor county in the Great Jing Dynasty, so desolate even the birds wouldn’t shit there.
No surveillance cameras, no fingerprint evidence, no forensic equipment. Everywhere I looked were backward, ancient streets and alleys. I was penniless, rootless, undocumented from the start, and utterly out of options.
A modern elite detective reduced to the backstreets of an ancient town, I had to make a living and keep myself fed. So I went back to my old trade, set up a stall, and reopened for business on the streets of the past with jianbing skills that left both ancient and modern rivals in the dust.
I thought I’d just run a little stall, earn a few silver coins, and live quietly as an ordinary commoner in ancient times.
But who could have guessed that the ancient authorities solved cases through pure imagination, tried trials by wild conjecture, and handed down verdicts based entirely on testimony? Stolen goods between neighbors, vendors being swindled, false accusations and brawls, merchants shortchanging customers: miscarriages of justice and muddled street-level cases were everywhere, each more absurd than the last.
As someone with criminal investigation in my bones, I simply couldn’t stand by and watch these cases riddled with holes, or ordinary people wrongfully convicted!
I sell delicious food, farm, and improve people’s livelihoods by day. In my spare time, I solve strange cases, clear the innocent, and set things right. No melodramatic misunderstandings, no heart-wrenching entanglements, no blood feuds. Just the warmth of everyday meals, and peace and stability year after year!
Omg it ended so suddenly, I still wanted to watch them fall in love, but it ended without even confessing their love. The beginning was bland and there were no signs of single or double arrows (maybe my cp radar is not sensitive enough). It was just a bland, daily life, and I still felt unfinished after watching it. It didn't feel like he or be, so just watch it without cp. I thought these cases would be connected in the end. After all, the sporadic detective stories I had read were all like this. There were some parts that I couldn't figure out and it would make me look stupid () so I usually try to avoid reading this subject. But this one is an everyday small case. This chicken was lost, and the kid ran away. The writing is more interesting and powerful. The food part is also very delicious, the writing is so tempting, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
When I saw the subject matter, I immediately added it to my bookshelf. It really clicked for me. I don't like the main book but I still like this book. It's a pity that it was cut in half.
It's very nice, but can't you write more about it? Looking forward to the author's next book