Xie Xiaoguo was born into a family of chefs. By the age of forty, he was already a renowned figure in the culinary world. Then, in one fell swoop, he was reborn in the body of his friend Lin Zaizai, and the life that should have been a steady grind of hard work and sweat turned into utter chaos.
The lion-head braised goose Xie Xiaoguo made came with slices of foie gras and goose leg bigger than the mouth of a bowl. A spoonful of his secret sauce made the foie gras so fragrant, smooth, and delicate it was hard to believe, while the goose leg was cooked to perfection: neither too soft nor too tough, neither mushy nor dry. So, what did he need to prepare before making this delicious dish?
A goose?
No. First, he had to kick Lin Zaizai out of the shop. Well, now that he was one of Lin Zaizai's suitors, kick himself out.
Xie Xiaoguo: [Hah, think you can freeload in his shop? Dream on!]
As the weather turned colder, Xie Xiaoguo decided to make milk tea. He added cream, yellow tea, and green salt to milk, then, following his own improved recipe, stirred in ground hazelnuts, walnuts, and more. The result was unbelievably rich and fragrant. Served piping hot with Eight-Treasure Cake made from Chinese yam, ginseng, poria, and other ingredients, it warmed the body and soothed the stomach. So, where should a delightful afternoon tea begin?
A bucket of milk?
No. It began with kicking Lin Zaizai out of the house. Well, now that he was one of Lin Zaizai's suitors, asking himself to leave.
Xie Xiaoguo: [Hah, you think you can keep him from having afternoon tea? Not a chance.]
That man came again. He had been eating at Xie Xiaoguo's shop for months, and Xie Xiaoguo admired his persistence. Didn't eating the same person's cooking for months get boring? Unable to help himself, he quietly asked Lin Zaizai, "Do you think this guy likes you too?"
Lin Zaizai gazed at the handsome man with shining eyes and whispered, "I hope so."
Xie Xiaoguo: "?!"
One day, Xie Xiaoguo was making a new dish that called for high-quality rose wine and rose vinegar.
The man who had been eating Xie Xiaoguo's cooking for months finally said to him, nervous and bashful, "I-I have a rose estate. W-Would you like to go see it?"
Xie Xiaoguo: [Well, would you look at that, a rose grower?]
The man: [Wonderful. He can finally go see the roses I planted for him.]
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Xu Zi'an transmigrated to a world of immortals and heroes. After 188 years, he finally accepted his fate: he had no hope of forming a Golden Core in this lifetime. Living to 200 as a Foundation Establishment cultivator was already the end of his path. So he picked up a disciple, hoping that after he died, the boy would at least bury him.
Qin Yan had to cultivate demonic arts through thirteen reincarnations. In each life, he would suffer in the mortal world, shed all seven emotions and six desires, and have his flesh and bones wither away before he could attain supreme power.
In his thirteenth and final life, Qin Yan was huddled in an alley in the freezing snow, his legs and feet frostbitten. He was just waiting to sever his final desire and become the Demon Lord when someone suddenly gathered him into a warm embrace.
Holding him, Xu Zi'an felt his heart ache. "Heavens above, this little one's hands and feet are so badly frostbitten... Hmm..."
Qin Yan: Never saw this coming + on the verge of a breakdown.jpg
Ah!
What did I ever do to you? Why are you ruining my cultivation?
Xu Zi'an: "They look just like pig trotters braised too long."
Qin Yan: "..."
Xu Zi'an swallowed. "From now on, I'm your master. If I have food, I won't let you go hungry, and if I have water, I won't let you go thirsty. Come on, let's go eat pig trotters. Eating them will help you recover. Do you want crystal pig trotters, red-braised pig trotters, honey-glazed pig trotters, or braised..."
Qin Yan: About to cry + on the brink of despair.jpg
C-Couldn't someone else be the one to show me kindness?
After Xu Zi'an brought Qin Yan home...
"Master, Master! Want to eat Four Happiness Meatballs?"
"Master, Master! Want to eat clear-broth wontons?"
"Master, Master! Want to eat donkey meat cooked in a hanging pot?"
This is a story about
A master who reaches the age of 200 and not only doesn't die, but becomes immortal.
A disciple who was destined to become the Demon Lord, but ultimately attains immortality.
A couple who cultivate together, stick close to each other every day, and find that it really is the best.
Theme: Sample all the foods the world has to offer. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, every flavor is a taste of life. Learn to savor life's many experiences, and don't let the years or yourself down.
The family relationship is so real that it's painful to watch.
Sprinkle flowers, it would be great if there was a side story
Explain quickly, explain quickly, Mr. Song is so sad that he is so sad
Very well written! Why are there so few clicks!! Unscientific! (Indignant)
The general environment is really bad, and coupled with a group of children who blindly follow the trend, prejudice is really increasing.
It's so miserable here, meeting so many scumbags
Help, this guy is really curious.
Finish scattering flowers ~ press the claws!
To be honest, there are no heterosexuals who have promiscuous sex. Anyone with a brain knows this, but they just need a target to show their superiority. After all, same-sex/relationships only account for 5% of the entire human society. Is it possible that all original sins are committed by these 5% of people? I laughed so hard
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha this is so crazy