As a girl, He Mei loved draping bedsheets over herself and writing sappy poems. As an adult, she became a cook, spending all day elbow-deep in smoke and grease.
The big city she had yearned for as a child kept her so busy she barely saw daylight. Now that she lived in a forest of steel and concrete, she found herself missing the countryside and scenery back home.
As a child, she dreamed of a life filled with music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and flowers. As an adult, all she had time for was carefully budgeting for firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea.
After all these years, He Mei had changed beyond recognition, yet she was still as greedy as ever and as devoted as ever to handsome men.
A committed DINK, she refused to give in to the evil forces of her parents' matchmaking. Just when she thought she might grow old alone, fate sent her to meet Lin Jing, her perfect ideal type.
He Mei fell for him hard, but never imagined that this ancient man was even trendier than she was: he was a confirmed bachelor...
He Mei: Now I'm even more excited! Win his stomach, and his heart will follow!
Lin Jing lived in seclusion by Xunxian Lake, growing plum trees and raising cranes. He refused marriage and government service, wanting nothing and seeking nothing.
Calm and composed by nature, he avoided socializing with worldly people. He would rather say little than fall into vulgar conventions.
Who could have guessed that one day, a cook from another world would follow the sound of his zither and transmigrate across time and space, arriving by water at Xunxian Lake, bringing the bustle of everyday life with her?
At first, Lin Jing clearly couldn't stand He Mei's utterly vulgar behavior. Yet after she had left, her voice and face somehow settled in his heart.
When Lin Jing first met He Mei, circumstances forced him to offer to marry her. But the moment she refused, he felt a sudden wave of relief. He was old enough to be a grandfather, and thankfully, his reputation would remain intact.
The dignified Lin Jing of that moment could never have imagined that one day he would beg He Mei to marry him, pestering and pleading without any regard for his pride, even claiming he was still in the prime of his youth.
Little scenes:
What? People in the Great Yue Dynasty believe in eating foods only when they're in season?
He Mei: Water celery at the spring equinox, green rice cakes for the Qingming Festival, garland chrysanthemum at Grain Rain, green plum wine at the Start of Summer, loquats at Grain Buds, bayberries at Grain in Ear, jelly made from Ficus pumila seeds at the summer solstice, peaches and plums at Lesser Heat, braised duck at Greater Heat, stir-fried water caltrop stems at the Start of Autumn, lotus seeds at the End of Heat, stewed pear soup at White Dew, taro cakes at the autumn equinox, crabs at Cold Dew, persimmons at Frost's Descent, dumplings at the Start of Winter, pickled greens at Lesser Snow, and steamed sea fish at Greater Snow... Even in the cold of winter, there are winter bamboo shoots and lake fish to cook with.
How's that?
The aloof hermit Lin Jinzhi, who refused marriage and government service, was famed for having plum trees as his wife and cranes as his children. One day, a visitor came from afar, drawn by his reputation, and was shocked to find a woman behaving intimately with him.
Lin Jing: Let me introduce them again. The plum in
Well, how should I say it? The hero might as well donate his mouth, it's of no use. (It pisses me off) If you don't mean what you say, it will only end up in a crematorium.
Thanks for the limited fee, the writing is good, it really conveys the feeling of delicious food and relaxation
The text that I had coded for a long time was deleted because it looked like a roadside stall that would cause diarrhea if I ate it (?), So I am a white-coded kid. I have received a rough outline in advance, but the text and title are all being reworked. As long as there are readers who read it, I will definitely finish it carefully. (?) (It seems like I still need to say some polite words) (The funny girl club is afraid of having an attack) Then I wish the little angels will get rich as soon as possible and eat K. You don't need to remember the day of the week (it doesn't matter, I have already made a fool of myself) (run away)
That is to say, some people should not have a partner.
I'm so hungry from the wait! Come on!
Why are there so few people reading this book? I think it is a very good ancient Chinese novel written recently. When will the Squat Squat book be released?
Su Qi: Devil Whispering
I suggest that the male protagonist learn from Shuangli. He is worse than a child. He is so unsatisfactory.
Why is "wonton" always written as "stew"?
Fortunately, okay, I didn't leave my little Shuangli alone [Spread flowers][Spread flowers][Spread flowers]