Lively, money-loving little chef × aloof, exacting young lord
Ding Zhihe, a food blogger with millions of followers, accidentally fell to her death while searching the mountains for ingredients. When she opened her eyes again, she had transmigrated into the middle of a scene of murder and arson.
Amid blood-stained ground and flames filling the sky, she summoned the last of her strength to escape the pile of corpses. She became the sole survivor of Qingping Village in the Great Liang Dynasty.
To uncover the truth behind the massacre of Qingping Village, Ding Zhihe went to Bianjing and set up a street-food stall outside the Dali Temple.
Pork intestine noodles, roujiamo, malatang, fried chicken cutlets...
More and more people lined up to buy her food, and the once quiet, solemn street outside the Dali Temple grew lively and crowded.
Even Wei Zhuo, the Prince of Jing's heir, who was exceptionally fussy about food, often stopped by her stall.
This heir to the Prince of Jing was not only as handsome as jade and accomplished in both letters and arms, but also decisive and brilliant at solving cases. In the year since he took office as the Minister of the Dali Temple, he had resolved many major and unsolved cases.
The only clues were in his hands. As she earned money, Ding Zhihe did everything she could to get close to the Minister of the Dali Temple.
Today, she brought him century egg and lean pork congee. Tomorrow, sweet-and-sour ribs. The day after, spicy crawfish.
One meal after another was delivered to Wei Zhuo's desk. Thanks to her excellent cooking, Ding Zhihe finally grew familiar with him.
But suspicious cases kept cropping up in Bianjing: the kidnapping of young children, the headless female corpse, the heart-ripping case at the Imperial Academy... Ding Zhihe was drawn into them as well.
As she and Wei Zhuo joined forces to solve one baffling case after another, the truth behind the massacre of Qingping Village finally began to emerge...
Wei Zhuo was born noble, with a cool and exacting nature. Countless women in the capital tried to win his favor. At first, he paid no attention to Ding Zhihe's deliberate attempts to get close to him. He even thought she was scheming and overestimating herself.
But the food Ding Zhihe made was exactly to his taste.
Gradually, she herself became more and more to his liking.
Since Ding Zhihe often brought him meals and took such care of him, Wei Zhuo decided to give her a chance.
So, after the two of them had survived a life-or-death ordeal together, Wei Zhuo promised Ding Zhihe that he would grant her any one request.
Beneath the moonlight, the woman's eyes shone brightly, but the request she made was not what he had hoped to hear.
"I beg Your Excellency to help me investigate the truth behind the massacre of Qingping Village!"
Only then did Wei Zhuo learn why Ding Zhihe had truly approached him.
Had he simply been imagining things all along?
Wei Zhuo, a favored son of heaven for twenty-one years, tasted the bitter sting of rejection for the first time because of Ding Zhihe.
1. The dynasty is fictional, though it draws on elements of the Song Dynasty.
2. The male lead falls for her through his own wishful thinking. He's a little fussy and sharp-tongued at first, but becomes a hopeless romantic later. He pursues her first, and she realizes her feelings later.
3. There is a little case-solving, and the female lead is no mere bystander in the investigations!
Theme: Stay positive and live life with optimism
Oh my god, I finally waited for you
I just like this kind of food business 😳
Damn, when will it be updated next time?
This ending is so wonderfully changed that it made me scream.
Reminderヽ(`Д´)ノ
Haven't you updated yet? Don't stop updating.
Okay, I love you so much 💪
And as I said before, there is no chili in Daliang Dynasty. . .
It's not a good idea to go to the building to make Malatang. The most important thing about Malatang is the broth. I hope the author will consider it more carefully, otherwise there will be drama.
I don't have a chopping board, how do I make pasta?