After I Transmigrated into a Book, I Used the Medicinal Cuisine System to Support My Husband

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After transmigrating into a book, Duan Zhanchuan became a notorious loafer. Seeing that the house was bare and his husband and child couldn't get enough to eat, he decided to start from scratch using his advanced medicinal recipes.

His husband was beautiful, with an ethereal grace. He was not only a capable partner, but their child was clever and well-behaved too. Duan Zhanchuan felt that there was a lot to look forward to.

So he opened a medicinal cuisine restaurant and worked hard to support his family. The son of a wealthy merchant was frail and in poor health. "Don't worry, I'm here! I'll use my medicinal recipes to get you back on your feet."

Medicinal cuisine soon made its way into the business world, sparking a craze. Officials, nobles, and wealthy merchants came flocking. Did he still need to worry about making money?

Roast meat, medicinal breakfast porridge, and the Gu Yun Tower became famous, attracting plenty of customers. Before long, his status rose steadily, and he was raking in money.

His husband's meals went from light porridge to abalone and chicken wings. His clothes changed from coarse cloth to fine silk, and his accessories from wooden hairpins to silver-inlaid jade.

But just as the business was taking off, his seemingly frail husband personally sent him to prison.

Duan Zhanchuan: ...?

When they met again, Duan Zhanchuan was on his knees in ragged prison clothes, barely covering his body. Beside him, Song Qiuye wore an ice-blue robe with a straight collar and a fine piece of blood jade at his waist. Pride was written all over his face.

"Well, I don't remember doing anything wrong."

"Husband, a day as spouses is worth a hundred days of affection. How could you send your own husband to prison like this...?"

Duan Zhanchuan gave him a subtle once-over. "Are you worried I'll let it slip that a well-known third-rank official in the capital has something to do with a poor nobody like me?"

Song Qiuye stepped forward and covered his mouth. A blush appeared on his stunning face. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Theme: Hard work creates a better life.