The Marquis is a jealous person, he is so good-looking and cold, he is jealous to the point of anger from both humans and gods, and he dotes on his wife to the point of anger and resentment...
No one wants to say a word to the little cook. This kitchen is contracted by the Marquis and only the wife can use it!
The emperor drew circles and couldn't even say a few words to his brother. We are biological children...
My son can't even draw circles or hug his father. I am his biological son...
The princess, the queen mother, the prince, etc. All lit the wax one after another. We were wrong to argue with the cook. The grass on the grave has grown taller and taller...
A little country cook has been raising his son alone for three years. Suddenly, a certain general comes in and says he is his son's other father. The little cook suddenly transforms into a nobleman's brother, fights against the queen mother, and fights against the princess. A passionate palace drama, and the script that comes into his hands turns into a sweet pet script. The emperor supports him, the richest man spends money, a killer is by his side, and a miracle doctor backs him up. The domineering general has no other shortcomings except doting on his wife and doting on him...
The little cook lay cutely on the general's shoulder and said, "Father, God will kill the God and the Buddha will kill the Buddha..."
The general pampered him, the buns kept growing, the little cook steamed the buns and was pampered to the top of his life...