You Are Not Anorexic (Food)

Copywriting: Meng Jiao, the former king of the secret service world, was disguised as a fake daughter who was returned by the Hou family. The beginning was hell mode: a leaky dilapidated house, a younger brother and sister who were waiting for food, and a seriously injured beauty that her mother picked up to cheer her up. The man was born with picturesque features and a temperament as cold as snow, but his temper was too unfavorable - he refused to be treated even though he was seriously injured, refused to eat the food she fed, and refused to let her get close to change her dressing. He was cold and uncomfortable, and exuded a cold air all day long, as if someone owed him eight million taels. The only advantage: the face can accommodate food. Meng Jiao: Okay, the flower of the high mountains, right? When the injury is healed, drive him away immediately! In order to support her family, Meng Jiao changed her career path. Agent skills are used to search for ingredients all over the mountains and plains, space spiritual springs are used to farm and improve crops, and modern thinking is used to reduce the dimensionality of ancient cuisine. It started with a bowl of rice bowl with a fragrant aroma in the market, and later became popular in the north and south, including hot pot that makes people drool, crispy fried chicken, spicy red oil noodles, and even ancient limited edition Fat House Happy Water... Her food empire is in full swing and her life is prosperous. It's just that there's always a big tail behind him that can't be shaken off. She set up a stall, and although he didn't do anything, a glance could make the rogue who was looking for trouble perform a disappearing spell on the spot. Meng Jiao rubbed her chin and thought: This man, apart from talking less and having a colder face, seems... Quite useful? As the days passed, Meng Jiao gradually felt that this high-altitude flower might not be so unworldly. However, the slap in the face came like a tornado. One evening, a group of black cavalry suddenly surrounded the small courtyard. The leading general knelt down in front of the man whose hands were shiny and was carefully adjusting the fire, and said with a loud voice like a bell: "The last general welcomes His Highness! There is an urgent report from the north. The Tatars are holding the pass. The three armies are waiting for you to go back and kill people!" The fire crackled and the whole place was dead silent. The man wiped his fingers slowly, the warmth all over his body faded away, and the murderous aura tempered from the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood made him breathless. But as soon as he raised his eyes to look at her, the iceberg instantly cracked, leaving only the clear panic in his eyes, "Jiaojiao, listen to my quibbles..." The spatula in Meng Jiao's hand clattered to the ground: "???" So, this man whom she has been using as a fireman for several months - is the murderous living king of hell in the legend of the north? ! This time she was really careless. "Is it too late to drag the family and run away now?" 2. Fu Shengnian, the living king of hell in the north, is a killing machine without emotion. It was an accident that he was seriously injured and exiled. He should have returned to his cold fate. But this woman named Meng Jiao is poisonous. With a spatula and a few home-cooked dishes, she brought him back from the nightmare of mountains of corpses and seas of blood to the world of smoke. The food she cooks is more fragrant than the imperial chef; the way she smiles is warmer than the sunset on the frontier. He was addicted and didn't want to leave. At this moment, facing his former subordinates who were kneeling all over the courtyard, his mind was buzzing: It's over, the wife who touched her mouth is going to fly! He grabbed Meng Jiao who was trying to move back quietly. His hand, which was always as steady as a rock on the battlefield, was trembling slightly at this moment: "Jiaojiao." His voice was low and urgent, showing weakness in tactics, "The north has the best cattle and sheep in the world, and the fattest game. I can clear the trade routes for you, and clear the passes for you!" "You... Can you go back with me?" "I promise, you will be in charge of the palace kitchen, I will hand over all my salary, and I will kill all those who bully you!" "Don't... Don't return the goods, okay?" The God of War, who used to frighten his enemies, is now like a big dog who is afraid of being abandoned. Reading guide: 1. The heroine: The God of Cooking who is extremely powerful and dedicated to making money to support her family. Male protagonist: In the early stage, don't let me be the flower of the high mountains. In the later stage, the wife's cooking is so delicious that the loyal dog is the god of war. 2. Main line: cool articles about food entrepreneurship + strategy + plush! From rural roadside stalls to multinational gourmet food chains, the career lines are very exciting. 3. Relationship: The two strong people love each other, she heals his heart full of holes, and he removes all obstacles to her future. The best thing to do is the God of War who is awesome in front of others, but stutters and turns into a coward in the back. 4. Tone: humorous and warm, daily healing, delicious food to make you laugh, and occasional silly jokes. The goal is to make you smile and drool. Ps: overhead, farming food articles Pre-released article: "The Child Bride of the Eldest Young Master of the Sheng Family" Fake brother and sister | Childhood sweethearts | The flower of the year Copywriting: When Song Yan was seven years old, his father never came home again. During the border mission, a gunshot was fired, and all that was left of her was a black and white photo. Later, her mother remarried and she was picked up by her father's comrades. The man's eyes were red, and he knelt down and said to her: "Yanyan, this will be your home from now on." Song Yan nodded timidly and followed him into the capital courtyard. The courtyard gate faced an old sycamore tree, and under the tree stood a twelve-year-old boy. His eyebrows were cold and he stood as straight as a cedar on the top of a mountain. The man patted the young man on the shoulder: "Sheng Peiyu, this is your sister." The young man looked at her and was silent for a long time, so long that she thought he didn't welcome her. Unexpectedly, he came over, took out a White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper, and handed it to her mouth. He coaxed softly: "Don't cry." Only then did Song Yan realize that he had shed tears at some point. 2. Later she found out that Sheng Peiyu was the legendary child of another family in the compound. He was always the first in grades, always thoughtful in doing things, and always polite when meeting people. The elders always praise him when they mention him, and his peers always walk around him when they see him, not because they are afraid, but because they simply feel that they are not qualified. He is so cold that people dare not approach him. Only Song Yan knew that the snow on the mountaintop would melt in front of her. She would wake up in the middle of the night from nightmares and run barefoot to knock on Sheng Peiyu's door. He would open the door, not asking anything, just carry her to the bed, cover her with a quilt, then sit on the edge of the bed, and wait for her to fall asleep before leaving. He will make brown sugar and ginger tea for her during her menstrual period, and will appear on every important day for her. * But during the summer vacation of her senior year of high school, Sheng Peiyu's child came to the house for dinner. Several people were drinking in the yard. Song Yan came out with fruits and heard someone making noises: "Brother Yu, you are so attached to that girl, you are not really going to be a child bride, are you?" She paused and caught a glimpse of Sheng Peiyu sitting there through the half-open door, looking down at her phone with no expression. He raised his head and glanced at the speaker, then lowered his head, his voice was very calm. "What nonsense are you talking about? It's my sister." Song Yan's hand holding the fruit plate tightened, then she pushed the door open with a smile and put the fruit on the table, "You guys use it slowly." Song Yan didn't understand at that time why she felt empty after hearing this answer. 3. Many years later, Sheng Peiyu became famous in the circle as the flower of Gaoling. He comes from an illustrious family, but he ignored the road paved at home and started his own technology company. He became the top in the industry in three years. Everyone said that the eldest son of the Sheng family lived like an ascetic, not close to women and not involved in the world of mortals. The accident happened during Song Yan's senior year. That evening, Sheng Peiyu went to pick up Song Yan for dinner as usual. The car stopped on the side of the road and he just turned off the engine when he looked up and saw her coming out of the school gate. A boy followed next to her and held her hand. She didn't pull away, smiling sweetly. His fingers clenched the steering wheel involuntarily, watching them cross the zebra crossing and disappear around the corner. He sat in the car all night. 4. The two met again at a family dinner on the weekend. When Song Yan arrived, Sheng Peiyu was already in the living room. He was wearing a suit and leather tie, with a stern face, and was talking to his elders. When he saw her coming in, he only glanced at her briefly and then looked away. "Brother Pei Yu." She greeted. He just hummed and continued drinking tea. During the dinner, Uncle Sheng asked her: "Yanyan, I heard that you have a boyfriend?" She was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, he is a senior." Sheng's mother: "When will I bring it back for a look?" "Okay." She didn't notice that the person opposite put down his chopsticks. Without noticing, he got up and went to the kitchen and didn't come back for a long time. Song Yan went to the kitchen to pour water. As soon as he opened the door, he was pulled in by a hand with a little uncontrollable force. The door slammed shut behind her, and the next second, his lips came up and landed on the side of her neck. She wanted to push him, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the refrigerator. The cold metal was pressed against his back, and his chest was hot in front of him. He looked down at her, his eyes red. Ten years of forbearance were shattered overnight. "Brother Pei Yu..." Before he could finish speaking, he blocked his mouth again. He bit her lower lip and grinded it hard. She inhaled in pain and reached out to push him, but she couldn't. Crazy! It's crazy! "Sheng Peiyu! Your parents are still outside!" He looked down at her, his eyes frighteningly deep. Sheng Peiyu: "I know." Song Yan: "..." Sheng Peiyu: "Let them hear it." She was completely stunned. He leaned close to her ear and his voice was hoarse: "Let them see how the good son they raised was driven crazy by his sister!" Reading Guide 1.1V1, double C, HE, feel free to enter the pit. 2. The relationship between fathers and mothers is comrades-in-arms. The male protagonist's father adopts the female protagonist, and there is no blood relationship. 3. There is an age difference of 5 years. After the cold and ascetic boss came down from the altar, he became crazy, clingy and clingy. 8. The copy has been screenshotted and will be retained on March 24, 2025. Purpose: Live well, eat well, drink well and sleep well