Beyond the Southern Gate of Heaven, there is a street the gods call Commercial Street. At its far end, beneath the Mountain of the Three Realms, stands the Red Dust Inn, run by Awu. Awu just wants to run her inn in peace, but then...
Next door to the Red Dust Inn is the Family Restaurant, run by a devastatingly handsome little immortal who is both owner and chef. The menu is nothing but roast chicken, baked chicken, fried chicken... chicken in every form, seriously disrupting the peace between species. Across the street from the Family Restaurant is the Heavenly Court's official office, the Mortal Affairs Bureau. Its director is a mild-mannered, broad-minded cultivator, but he has a terrible attitude toward women from Heaven...
Awu realizes there are still plenty of matters she needs to deal with.
An atypical quick transmigration story. In fact, they are all stories from Commercial Street.
Don't be afraid, brother, my sister is asking you if you have a girlfriend~ Hahaha
Sprinkle flowers in new holes! Great!
Wow, it looks great. Where did you get all these ideas?