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Meng Qingyi relied on her inherited culinary talent to thrive alongside her dad even in the apocalypse.
Plenty of people were willing to pay in cash or supplies just to eat a meal at their little makeshift diner.
Just as Meng Qingyi thought they would keep living this way, an explosion killed her in the eighth year of the apocalypse.
But when she opened her eyes again, she had become the ancient version of Meng Qingyi, a girl whose father had just sold her into a wealthy household.
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Learning that she had become a concubine in a rich family, Meng Qingyi thought of the ninety-nine household-intrigue novels she had once read and said to herself: I barely got my life back. Don't drag me into this.
Then she discovered that the madam of the household was so frail she had to catch her breath every few steps and faint every few more. She hardly ever left her courtyard and was weaker than people who had gone hungry in the apocalypse.
Forget laying down rules for her, the madam could barely stand herself.
Her husband, whom she rarely saw, was apparently a workaholic who hardly ever set foot in the inner quarters and only concerned himself with making money outside.
Great. A proper husband should be as good as dead.
There wasn't even a mother-in-law or an aunt to contend with. She was practically the number one person in the household.
Meng Qingyi: Oh, yeah! Time to make lemon chicken feet!
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At first, the courtyard filled with the aroma of chicken cooked in an iron pot.
The servants drooled, too distracted to work.
A few days later, the courtyard was filled with the scent of hot and sour noodles.
The madam, who was on death's door, dragged herself over.
Then the courtyard filled with the aroma of all kinds of bread.
The man rumored to live in his study calmly came over.
But, sir, you have an eating disorder, and that's already your third little milky croissant!
A hilarious woman who is extremely looks-obsessed and would rather use her hands than her words x a cool, taciturn man with a hidden mischievous streak, who puts his wife above all else
Reader's Guide:
1. Both leads are virgins; one-on-one romance
2. No women competing against women. The heroine isn't a meek, delicate type
3. A sweet, food-focused romance with a lighthearted, comedic tone
4. The madam mentioned in the blurb has a love interest and mainly serves as a matchmaker
5. Please enjoy the story peacefully. Don't personally attack the author. See the first chapter author's note for specific content warnings.
Original blurb dated 2023.3.15
[Next novel: My Childhood Friend Husband. Blurb below]
From the highest officials to the common people, everyone in the Huan Dynasty knew that the emperor and empress were "at odds." Their behavior spoke for itself:
The emperor kept demanding that concubines be selected,
while the empress kept insisting that they get a divorce.
The problem was, in the several centuries since the dynasty was founded, no emperor and empress had ever divorced!
So the palace was constantly the scene of all kinds of farces.
One day, the empress realized her limited-edition lipstick was missing. It turned out the emperor had taken it to use as his vermilion ink.
The next day, the emperor discovered his koi were gone. It turned out the empress had replaced them with crucian carp, grass carp, carp...
In the end, they had two sons and a daughter, the imperial harem was merely for show, and after they died, they were even buried in the same coffin.
The officials: That's a tough one to judge.
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Who could have guessed that when they opened their eyes again, the emperor and empress had both become little children in Yuxi Village, Ningyuan County?
Not only did their homes lie close to each other, but their parents had been friends for years and were even considering a marriage alliance.
Reborn Emperor-Empress Ji Xiao: You can't hang yourself from the same crooked tree.
She went straight to her former husband, who was still shorter than her, and planned to make him back off.
After Ji Xiao rattled on for ages, the boy in front of her, with his delicate, doll-like features, remained unmoved. Unable to hold back, she slapped him on the back!
He fell straight into the ditch...
Her parents, hurrying over behind her, were horrified:
Even if you're arguing, you can't resort to domestic violence!
Ji Xiao, more wronged than Dou E: I really just gave him a casual slap...
A fierce noblewoman, even quicker-tempered and more irascible after being reborn x a devoted emperor, even more scheming and doting on his wife after being reborn
Theme: Food is the paramount necessity of the people.
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Babies! I'm here, I'm here (I ran here suddenly but accidentally slipped) I've been busy with my graduation thesis and other exams recently, so the updates have been slow. I've been working hard to update a chapter for you in the past two days! I'll speed up after I finish the exam!
Finally updated!! It's so scary. Next time something happens, call 1.10. What if it's really a bad guy who delays the time?
I want to eat them all too. I really have some money to show off in my mouth.
Ah, what happened??? Not enough
Author, when will you update? You have been owed better for a long time. It's almost time for school to start and you haven't updated yet.
Damn it, the author is so slow to update
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Come on, come on, update the flowers