The world's number one (self-proclaimed) gourmet (foodie with a chef's license) Hao Ci was buried in a mudslide in the Piedade Mountains on the outskirts of Sao Paulo in southeastern Brazil in order to pick the freshest and most delicious Agaricus mushrooms.
When she woke up again, she found that she was wearing clothes.
Dad is still the same dad, and mom is still the same mom, but the personality is wrong, the age is wrong, and even the ancestral craftsmanship has been... Forgotten.
Okay, in order not to lose the reputation of the Hao family's gourmet chef, I wonder if I have to dress up as my ancestor Hao Ci, so I'm going to do my best!
Reminder: This article is completely, completely, and purely fictitious. Please don't do too much research on the ingredients. Also, this article is a foodie's note. Novices, dog blood, and thunder are unavoidable. Please bring your own umbrellas, raincoats, lightning rods, etc. Girls who like orthodox ancient sayings please leave quietly. I have a weak blood and do not support brick-making. Thank you.
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