I, a post-apocalyptic food blogger, dress up as a bride-in-law who was sold for five hundred yuan in the 1970s.
Facing four thorn-headed brothers and a dying "sick" husband, I silently took out the spatula.
Sweet and sour pork subdued the second brother, the King of Soldiers, and Lingquan medicinal wine cured the heroic brother.
I cooked to heal the whole family, but the space was upgraded based on their "happiness value" - until one day, my bedridden husband stopped me in the kitchen late at night: "Madam's ingredients don't seem to belong to this dimension?"
Later, everyone in the compound knew that the sickly scientific research boss of the Mu family had been fed by me into a pillar of the country.
The last page of the confidential report he handed over read:
"The most significant scientific research achievement of my life - the successful transformation of Comrade Lin Tian, a cook, into a spouse."
Reading guide:
◆ Marriage first, love later & redemption of family ties & food entrepreneurship & feelings of family and country
◆ The energy of space is bound to the "happiness value of diners", and healing and being healed are a two-way street.
◆ A high-IQ scientific research boss vs. A little sun with perfect cooking skills, the top sapiosexual
Concept: Symphony between the small self and the big country