The Little Chef at the Frontier

My ongoing novel, The Crown Princess of a Fallen Kingdom, is ready to read~ Click into my author page to find it~ When Jiang Yanyi, heir to an old hotpot restaurant, opened her eyes, she discovered she had transmigrated into an old-fashioned romance novel as the vicious supporting female character. Worse, after framing the heroine, she was exiled to a military camp on the frontier and made into a plaything for the soldiers' amusement. She touched the scar on her forehead, left by the original owner's attempt to smash her head against a wall, then silently picked up a wok. As a minor cannon-fodder character, she saw no reason to follow the plot alongside the leads. * The soldiers at the Xizhou camp all said the new little cook was a culinary genius. Her bing dough could be eaten dry as a flatbread, or soaked in boiling water to make a delicious bowl of noodles. It was an essential provision for marching off to war! Jiang Yanyi: "No, it's instant noodles." The tea she brewed bubbled as soon as it was poured. It left a sweet aftertaste and seemed to burn the throat like strong liquor! Jiang Yanyi: "No, it's cola!" Her hotpot broth was bright red, and you could cook anything in it: things that flew in the sky, swam in the water, or walked on land. It was the finest food in the world! Jiang Yanyi: "...This really is just an ordinary hotpot from the future." Her former fiance, who had once broken off their engagement, wanted to turn over a new leaf. The notoriously cruel and violent Prince of Liaonan hurled his long spear at him. "Get lost! She's my wife!" * Prince Feng Shuo of Liaonan was so fearsome that the army called him the Living Yama. Everyone gave him a wide berth. He had a secret: he had lost his sense of taste. Every delicacy tasted like wax. Then one day, he discovered that his sense of taste would partially return whenever he went near the little cook in the camp. To get a meal with some flavor, he summoned the little cook to serve him every time he ate. Once, the little cook made sweet garlic, and Feng Shuo thought it tasted good. The next day, while eating a cold dish, he picked out a garlic clove without hesitation and ate it raw. His face turned green on the spot. With the little cook looking at him inquisitively, he swallowed it as if nothing were wrong, then gulped down ten cups of water. Jiang Yanyi, utterly baffled: ??? Why is the prince eating a raw clove of garlic from the garnish? [Bonus Scene] After they got together, Jiang Yanyi always thought Feng Shuo was especially stubborn around her. Whether he was sick or injured, he would sneak off to take his medicine, as if he were afraid she would worry. Feng Shuo: Taking medicine with my sense of taste is too awful. I have to drink it far away so I can't taste it. A male lead who can taste food only when he's near the female lead VS a female lead who cooks wonderfully and is breathtakingly beautiful PS: 1. One-on-one romance, both leads are virgins. 2. Readers with different preferences often argued in the comments, sometimes attacking each other personally. The author is in poor health and unable to moderate the comments, so the comment section has been closed. If this story isn't to your taste, just click X and leave. Reading should be fun, so I hope everyone can keep a good mood. Former title: The Vicious Supporting Female Character Only Wants to Open a Hotpot Restaurant Completed novels, ready to read~ The Cannon-Fodder Ex-Wife of a Villain [Book Transmigration] [An engineering woman tries to cling to the villain to stay alive] The Empress Only Wants to Eat and Wait to Die [A civil engineering workhorse wants an easy life but is forced to work every day] The Demon Emperor Is Fierce and Adorable [The Demon Emperor has lost his temper yet again] My ongoing novel, The Crown Princess of a Fallen Kingdom, is looking for readers~ Synopsis: After transmigrating into the body of a crown princess, Qin Zheng didn't get a palace-intrigue plot, nor did she get to enjoy the extravagant life of a crown princess. Because the kingdom had fallen. A eunuch held out a three-foot length of white silk and said, "Your Highness, the city has fallen. Please die with dignity." Qin Zheng: "..." What kind of opening is this? To avoid being forced to take her own life, Qin Zheng went to the bedside of her half-dead crown prince husband and pretended to weep with devotion, hoping to buy some time. Chu Chengji, founding emperor of Great Chu, was a brave warrior all his life. He campaigned against the Rong and Di in the north and drove back the Wu and Yi in the south, ushering in the prosperous era of Xuan Chu. He spent his life at war and had neither wife nor concubine. So when he died young, all he could do was select a boy from a distant branch of the imperial clan to succeed him. He breathed his last in the golden age he had created. When he opened his eyes again, the kingdom was on the verge of falling! He had been reborn in the body of the current crown prince, a nephew descended from him countless generations later. When he learned that the lands he had once conquered had been utterly squandered, the founding emperor laughed in fury. Just how useless were these descendants? He had built a great nation that stood for centuries. He could rebuild it now! As for the crown princess, whose beauty could topple a kingdom and who was weeping like a pear blossom in the rain at his bedside, the founding emperor was disdainful: women would only slow down his restoration of the kingdom! Later, the founding emperor knocked on the door of the Jiaofang Hall night after night. "A-Zheng, may I come back to our room and sleep now?" Qin Zheng never expected that her one fake, theatrical cry would bring the crown prince back from the brink of death! Though after waking up, her crown prince husband seemed a little unhinged. He cursed his father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfather as if they were his grandsons. (-ω-;) Chu Chengji: They are my grandnephews, descendants many generations down the line. 1. One-on-one romance, sweet story.