I Opened a Bookshop in Ancient Times (Transmigrated into a Book)

*The Emperor's Peculiar Ways*, a lighthearted historical romance, is now underway. The whole novel is already written, and the blurb is at the bottom! Visit my author page and add it to your favorites! Hugs! (/ω\) [Gentle farming story, lighthearted daily life with a warm tone, romance, and plenty of food] [Gentle, elegant beauty on the receiving end x cold, scheming, jealous top; love-triangle chaos ahead] Chef Su Yao transmigrated into a frail scholar with the same name who was in the capital waiting to take the imperial exams. Knowing that a rebellion, palace coup, and political struggles were about to unfold in the book, Su Yao, who had been handed the role of cannon fodder, promptly packed his bags. Why bother with exams? Wasn't inheriting the family business much better? The Su family owned a small bookshop passed down through the generations, selling everything from historical classics to popular tales. From then on, Su Yao spent his days accepting manuscripts, selling books, making money, drinking tea, and daydreaming. Only his most lucrative writer was a real handful: cold, sharp-tongued, and nitpicky, with an endless supply of excuses for missing deadlines and turning in manuscripts late. The first time Su Yao went to his house to chase up a manuscript, Mr. Fu was lounging on a couch without even looking up. "The wrappers on the wontons I had today were too thick and hurt my teeth. I can't write." Su Yao, wearing his professional fake smile, replied, "What kind of wonton wrappers would you like, sir? Thin as paper?" A few moments later, Fu Ling, a sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued foodie, looked at the wontons with wrappers as thin as paper, then at the person who had brought them. Hmm, this fellow's a catch. I need to find a way to marry him. [From the top's perspective] Fu Ling, the retired Left Chancellor, had settled into writing popular tales in his hometown. As he wrote, he fell for Su Yao, the owner of the little bookshop that published his work. He was refined and capable, skilled in the kitchen, clever with his hands, fair-skinned, and long-legged. Fu Ling, a man with exacting standards, was very pleased. Then he realized: The teacher, Mr. Xie, was also very pleased with Su Yao. The doctor, Mr. Bai, was also very pleased with Su Yao. Even the scholar, Mr. Xu, who sold calligraphy on the street, was very pleased with Su Yao... The Chancellor was furious and brought out all the political tricks he'd mastered: Anyone who dares covet my man is out of luck! #Fictional setting, no historical research required #Daily life #Carefree #Extremely lighthearted #Sweet, very sweet #Not much business management #Romance is the focus #A story for food lovers *****Please add my friend's no-romance male-lead novel to your favorites***** *I Opened a Food Stall in an Escape Game* by Lu Yuyu, a lighthearted supernatural mystery and puzzle-solving infinite-loop story. If you like food, collecting, and running a business, search for Lu Yuyu's author page and check it out. ******Please add my historical romance from the receiving partner's perspective to your favorites****** [A lighthearted historical sweet treat. Visit my author page to find it, mwah!] *The Emperor's Peculiar Ways* [Gentle, scheming top x adorable, sweet receiving partner, emperor x attendant, sweet romance] The current emperor ascended the throne at a young age. Brilliant and handsome, he had only two faults: he did whatever he pleased, and his orders were impossible to interpret. Take his daily meals, for instance: He liked sweet tofu pudding in the morning and savory tofu pudding at night. Yesterday he wanted only the egg yolk; today he wanted only the duck egg white. Before bed he liked tea at seven-tenths hot; after waking, he wanted it five-tenths cool. If an attendant asked, "Your Majesty, how hot should the tea be now?" The emperor would only say gently, "Use your judgment." Everyone serving the emperor was at their wits' end, except Yuanning. Yuanning had served the emperor since childhood. He had watched him grow from a prince in his own manor into the Son of Heaven, and knew his inscrutable wishes inside and out. He knew exactly what tea to serve at every hour. All it took was a glance from the emperor. From his meals and daily routine to receiving visitors and handling letters and memorials, from making the bed to warming it, Yuanning could manage everything perfectly. He was the most valued and trusted attendant by the emperor's side. Yuanning had thought he would keep enjoying such favor forever, until the day came when he could no longer read the emperor's eyes or guess what was on his mind. Was he about to lose the emperor's favor? Yuanning was horrified. Theme: Peace, happiness, and the warmth of everyday life.