A top celebrity, a darling of the entertainment world, suddenly transmigrates into the body of a lowly kitchen maid. Xue Yi feels like the unluckiest person alive.
She has none of the golden fingers other transmigrators get. Instead, she’s bound to the Shan Jia Qing Gong Gourmet System, which is useless at everything except cooking.
In her previous life, she was sharp as a tack, and there were two things she hated most: her rival Wen Yuan, and cooking.
To survive, she holds her nose, picks up a cleaver, and prepares to make peace with the kitchen. But then...
System: The Golden Jade Soup is not up to standard. Please try again.
Xue Yi: That was twenty tries... Damn it! What good is a reward that lowers my anger level?
At long last, she finds Imperial Physician Wen, who’s perfect in every way and even willing to teach her how to cook. But...
This Imperial Physician Wen has the exact same idealistic streak as the washed-up actor who was her most hated rival in her previous life!
To survive, she holds her nose and clings to his coattails, takes on his messes, and, while she’s at it, offers herself to him as part of the package.
Before long, everyone in the palace notices:
Consort Sun, who had been furious and ready to curse someone out, is beaming after a bowl of Golden Jade Soup.
Empress Wang, who had been livid and ready to hit someone, brightens right up after a piece of Pine Pollen Cake.
Everyone: Chef Xue really is a treasure!
Wen Songyuan: I hear someone has their eye on my treasure?
[Extra Scene]
Wen Songyuan: “Next month, Consort Sun will offend the Empress Dowager and be demoted to a concubine.”
Xue Yi looks surprised. “How do you know?”
Wen Songyuan raises an eyebrow mildly. “Did you think you were the only one with a System?”
Xue Yi grits her teeth. “Wen Songyuan, just you wait!”
Later, after her revenge attempt fails, Xue Yi’s cheeks flush red as she holds back Wen Songyuan, who is slowly leaning toward her. “You’ve never even been in a relationship. How are you so good at flirting?”
Wen Songyuan bends down slightly and murmurs against her lips, “When you were acting, didn’t you ever have to get into the romantic feelings of your character?”
Kissed into a daze, Xue Yi looks helpless and pitiful. If I knew how to do that, would people still call me a pretty vase?
#You are my biggest golden finger#
#Identity-reveal and falling-in-love warning#
Theme: The clash and transformation of idealists and realists. Reality and ideals do not necessarily have to be incompatible.
