[Breaking off the engagement is satisfying + He chases her after losing her + Slow-burn romance + Both pure + Building a fortune through food + Ensemble cast in a residential compound]
Xie Yunru stays up all night revising a recipe, then wakes up in a period novel as the factory beauty who looks down on the poor and is doomed to be cannon fodder.
A battlefield from the start: a stern soldier shows up to break off their engagement, while her whole family pressures her to marry a balding old man.
They say she looked down on the poor and deserves to be dumped? She tears up the marriage contract and walks away with a clean slate.
The engagement may be off, but there is no need for bad blood. She ties on an apron and gets back to work.
One bowl of chili sauce has the entire machine factory swooning, and one scallion pancake leaves the neighbor's kids drooling.
While everyone else is fighting over a single yard of fabric coupons, she quietly makes a fortune with her skills.
They say she came from the countryside and has no education? With modern food recipes, she turns the cafeteria's communal meals into top-tier hits!
They say she's just a pretty face? Her casual recipe for peach cookies has state-run food factories clamoring to work with her.
What? Her former fiancé wants to get back together?
Sorry, aren't food and a career more appealing? She's going to become a millionaire. Men will only slow down her money-making!
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“Help me deal with my awful relatives. Once I've managed to get an apartment, we'll be even. I'll give you free chili sauce for a year, too.”
“No deal. I have a big appetite. A year's worth won't fill me up, so I'm applying for a long-term meal plan.”
“???”
Deputy Section Chief Lu, who once coldly said, “Let's call off the engagement,” now stands at her door with pork belly in hand, making his case with complete conviction.
Xie Lanya grits her teeth. “Lu Zhengqing, could you have some self-respect? We tore up the marriage contract.”
Lu Zhengqing brushes the flour off his clothes and quietly crouches by her stove to add firewood.
“Self-respect doesn't smell as good as your braised pork.”
There is no beginning or end, no preface and no follow-up. I thought the subject matter was good, so I came in and saw the result... I kept silent and endured. Are you still feeling frustrated after reading a novel? Speechless... If you see someone angry, be careful!!!