A pot of hot oil stirs up the thousand-year dream of Bianjing.
Lin Wanzhao transformed into an orphan girl, possessing spiritual space, and started selling fried potatoes at Zhouqiao Night Market.
The spices are prepared by oneself, the potatoes are secretly grown in space, and the diners range from common people to nobles, even Lu Huaijin from the Imperial City Department comes to patronize every day.
But just as the business was booming, imitation, suppression, and snooping followed one after another.
Until you get older and have more power, you will sing my debut test.
Lin Wanzhao realized that her opponents were never just street vendors.
Lu Huaijin, who is also a friend and foe, also came up at the right time and said with ulterior motives: "Miss Lin, you have more secrets than I thought. How about you and I working together?"
Intention: Even if you are helpless, you must live towards the sun