Lin Wanqiu woke up and became a nineteen-year-old girl in Sham Shui Po, Hong Kong in 1952.
My father just left, leaving behind a debt of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars and a shabby tea restaurant.
Fortunately, she has a catering management system - making milk tea can be upgraded, selling pineapple oil can unlock new recipes, and even tables, chairs and benches can have attributes added.
Others brought spiritual springs through space, but she brought recipes through time travel.
It doesn't matter, food is the most important thing for people.
From setting up a stall to a chain empire, from silk stocking milk tea to a Manchu-Han banquet, let's see how she uses a pot and a shovel to carve her way in this colonial city.
By the way, the uncle who always wanted to steal her business, and the fat man who said he wanted to help her but actually wanted to swallow up her property, were dealt with in a submissive manner.
"Auntie, what are you going to eat tonight?
"Eat... Dragon?" "
——Just kidding, first earn enough 1,000 Hong Kong dollars before talking about it.
Intention: History of Struggle in the 1950s