"Report! One hundred thousand troops have been abandoned on the wasteland. They're out of water and food!"
Xia Chuyin takes a step back and quietly shuts the storage-room door.
This has to be a hallucination, right? It's eight years ago. She's only twenty-two, hasn't met that rich, gullible fool yet, and can still change careers!
Her home shouldn't be full of ancient soldiers, half-dead and scattered across the mountains!
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That month, a new "food" blogger suddenly appears on S Station, famous for cooking on five stoves at once and making colorful, quick, innovative dishes.
Netizens dub her the God of Abomination Cuisine, so she adds a tasting clip to the end of every video, with "AI puppets say it's good too."
The ancient soldiers, dusty and disheveled but still brimming with youthful vigor, hold bowls of blue-purple mushroom soup and cry as they drink. "It's delicious! It's delicious!"
A young general accidentally caught on camera rises to the top of the "Must-Try List" with just half his profile showing!
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Later, Xia Chuyin's name appears in the cast list of a power-struggle transmigration drama with a total investment of six billion, where she plays an empress who rises from humble beginnings to the throne.
Who is Xia Chuyin? Which rich man's pet bird is she, to get such special treatment?
The trending topics explode that night, full of scandalous rumors. After staking out her garbage cans for half a month, paparazzi produce hard evidence that at least dozens of men have been staying at her house!
The next day, Xia Chuyin heads out to eat with her bodyguards.
Through the paparazzi's live-stream camera, the whole country watches as... a full hundred thousand young, strong men emerge from her little house. They move with discipline and obey orders, taking over the entire food street in half an hour!
Local officials receive the alert and rush over to warmly welcome... er, the outstanding citizen Ms. Xia, who is an emperor in another world? That's what the top-secret files say.
Theme: Who knows the food on your plate? Every grain is the fruit of hard work.