In her previous life, she was a herbal chef at state banquets holding a needle in one hand and a spoon in the other;
When she opened her eyes again, her name was Chen Xiang. She was eighteen years old and had been foolish for ten years. Today, her soul returned.
She became a silly girl who had been guarded for ten years in a dilapidated food shop on an old street in Guangzhou in the early 1980s.
Dad just left, leaving behind an iron pot that has been passed down for three generations and a loan shark of 500 yuan.
The widowed mother was in tears chopping vegetables, the eldest sister dropped out of school to work, the grandma fought hard with a broom, and the younger brother opened his arms and stood in front of her.
At the age of eighteen, his soul returned to Yangcheng. In her previous life, she was full of secret recipes for state banquets but regretfully buried them in her bones. In this life, she has a pair of skillful hands that can perform amazing cutting skills.
"Grandma, trust me once. I'll save this pot of soup."
"Okay! Two yuan for medicine, everything in the shop today will be decided by Axiang!"
Two dollars turn decay into magic, and a kitchen knife cuts out unparalleled deliciousness.
A girl who has been stupid for ten years, pretending to be full of lost medicinal recipes, and her family risk their lives to protect her relatives.
From the street beef offal stall to the White Swan Hotel in Shamian, from the sky-high price of ten yuan a cup of soup to the entire three-story restaurant with cash.
Fight with peers, tear up gangsters, set up restaurants, and hold state banquets.
From small stalls on the roadside to Chen's Medicinal Food Shop, which even Hong Kong businessmen and foreigners have broken legs.
This is the story of an eighteen-year-old state banquet chef who used lost medicinal diet to reduce dimensionality and hit the entire catering industry in the 1980s.
I owed her fireworks in my previous life, but I will give her the best restaurant in this life!