Zhou Jingtang has been a chef for ten years. She wanted to study gourmet food all her life, but she died unexpectedly on the way to get off work. When she opened her eyes again, she became an unnoticed little palace maid in the cold palace.
Good news: still alive.
Bad news: The food in the cold palace is terrible! ! !
Fortunately, she still has cooking skills. A bowl of wild vegetable porridge captured the stomach of a cold palace guard.
Guard: Shockingly delicious!
Zhou Jingtang: Is it really that good? Then let's open a store!
So, she opened a canteen in the cold palace with the ingredients brought into the palace by the little guards, and the business was very prosperous.
Palace Man: It's so nice to have such a meal after get off work.
Concubine: Do you provide delivery service?
Emperor: Where does the delicious food come from next to this cold palace?
Imperial Kitchen Room: Are everyone in the palace fasting? Why is no one calling for meals?
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During the Lantern Festival, the emperor held a banquet and invited all the officials. Xie Chongan went to the palace to attend the banquet on behalf of Fenghan's father, Marquis Zhongyong.
After drinking too much wine at the banquet, he walked along the palace wall and unknowingly followed the smell of rice wafting in the air and came to a deserted palace.
Zhou Jingtang: Do you want to drink porridge?
Xie Chongan: ... Want a bowl?
He lied that he was a guard and started doing shopping in the cold palace, and he could earn a living by the way.
The business of the Leng Palace Canteen is getting more and more prosperous, and there are more and more customers. Even the concubines and the emperor's heirs come to visit.
He thought this was the limit, until one day, he saw——
Why is there someone wearing a dragon robe among the guests? ! !
Mission: Food is the first priority for the people
