A doormat who lives like a slave and is stepped on by vicious relatives? I laughed.
Think of me, a top food critic, whose one sentence in his previous life could make a three-star Michelin chef lose his job, but now he has to give in to a bowl of sour porridge?
It doesn't matter, this pair of "god's tongues" that have tasted state banquets is my greatest confidence!
The evil aunt cut off my food ration?
I improved a bowl of wontons, and the wealthy businessmen in the city begged me to open my business with their money!
Is your scheming cousin stealing my recipe? I backhandedly solved the mystery of Gongmi and became a guest of the royal merchants!
As for the rumored General Zhenbei who is possessed by the God of Death and is not close to women?
He sneered at me when we first met him, but later he was willing to wait in line for three months, rain or shine, for a piece of peach blossom cake made by me.
Click to see how I use my "magic tongue" to transform myself from a poor girl to the number one female shopkeeper in the capital, and turn those who bully and humiliate me into my "subordinates"!
Purpose: Use food as a knife to cut through the thorns of fate; use career as a boat to ferry yourself and others.