The First Widow of the Tang Dynasty

"Having a house, a baby, and savings, and no one will take care of me when my husband dies"—this is my ultimate dream after time travel. However, the system forced me, a Buddhist widow, to live and die in Chang'an City and try all kinds of delicious food to survive. In order to lay flat on my back, I was forced to hug the lap of my "late husband's" best friend, the legendary General Youxiaowei, who had a knife hidden in his smile and could kill without blinking an eye. What I thought of joining forces was: everyone gets what they need, and then we break up after the show. Actual collaboration: "Xiaoxiao, this Biluo is not delicious. The chef in my house makes it better." "Xiaoxiao, that Hu Shang has evil intentions, don't buy spices from him." "Xiaoxiao, it's late at night, why don't you just rest here... And by the way, let's discuss how to piss off that scumbag who covets you tomorrow?" I gradually discovered that the look in the eyes of this white-cut and black general was hotter than the roasted leg of lamb that had just come out of the oven. Help, it's fake and real, is it a joke? Mission: Food is the most heart-warming thing