The author's new novel next door, The Lantern Festival Tavern, is now updating~
On her first day at Qingsong Academy, Jiang Sushuang inexplicably made an enemy of the dean. He scowled, put down his chopsticks, and stormed off, swearing he'd never eat anything she cooked again!
Jiang Sushuang didn't mind at all. What good could come of offending a cook?
From then on, while everyone else got buns, noodles, or tiny wontons for breakfast, the dean got plain steamed buns and watery rice porridge with barely a grain of rice.
Everyone else got three dishes, soup, and their choice of dessert for lunch, while the dean got pickles and rough steamed buns.
Everyone else got rice noodles, fried noodles, or beef soup for dinner, while the dean got clear noodle soup with a single leafy green floating in it.
The popular gossip sheets in the capital called Cheng Jun'an "not only the most talented scholar under heaven, but also the dream man of countless young women in the capital!"
Jiang Sushuang thought it was a joke and paid it no mind. Then the next day, she learned that her fiance was none other than this "top scholar and dream man."
One day, Jiang Sushuang caught Cheng Jun'an trying to sneak a bite in the kitchen.
"Oh! So you're the famous dream man? Why are you sneaking food in the middle of the night?" Jiang Sushuang leaned against the doorframe with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
Cheng Jun'an coughed twice, calmly hid a beef-filled flatbread in his sleeve, then turned around. "I, the dean, was just! Just inspecting the kitchen!"
"You can go! Leave the flatbread!"
Later, Jiang Sushuang expanded her dining halls to academies all across Great Yan, and even secured a place in the imperial kitchen. Yet her husband, Cheng Jun'an, still couldn't break his habit of sneaking food in the middle of the night, and Jiang Sushuang kicked him out of their bedroom countless times.
In the middle of the night, Cheng Jun'an's cries echoed throughout the Cheng residence. "My dear wife! Let me in, my dear wife! I keep having nightmares that you won't give me anything to eat! Waah!"
The heroine transmigrates.
This is an alternate history setting, so there's no need to nitpick the details.
Theme: Live life with determination.
I like the author's style! Wait for the hero to appear!
The description of the food is so tempting, and the color matching of the utensils is also wonderful 😍
Finally got to the point of recognition!! Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, I can't see the next chapter!!!
Could it be that the concubine and her daughter caused the original heroine to be frail and sick since she was a child?
The surname is Cheng! Is that the marriage partner that the princess mother-in-law said [Let me be healthy]
The new article next door "Yuanxi Wine Shop" is being updated, boo everyone [spread flowers]: Lu Zhaoxue traveled to Dayan at a bad time. The soldiers in the border town were at war with the enemy country, and the wine shop opened by the original owner's uncle might not have been open for many days. She was very desperate in her heart, thinking that there was no good place to travel to, but she ended up traveling to such a war-torn place! But her uncle, who had just finished drinking mutton soup and was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, lazily comforted her: "The Duan family army is here, Zhaoxue, don't worry." On the night of New Year's Eve, Duan Jiajun really returned from a victorious battle under the bright moonlight. The leading general asked his uncle for a bowl of sake with a clear voice. There was no need for Lu Zhaoxue to leave his hometown, so Lu Zhaoxue could help in the restaurant with peace of mind. But after the war, there were very few merchants coming and going, and business was not good. My cousin was studying and had to be handed over for repair, and my uncle and aunt looked sad every day. Lu Zhaoxue rolled up her sleeves and helped reorganize the restaurant... Later, the wine shop became an inn where merchants from all over the world stayed. The diners who came here were full of praises. It was hard to find a place for the storyteller. When Xing Mu took a picture, the whole house applauded. Duan Chuanliu has been a soldier for half his life, and he thinks that except for his beloved swords, horses, and most importantly, good wine, he has never given a second glance to anything else in his life. But that New Year's Eve night, he couldn't remember how beautiful the moonlight was, how cold the sake was, but he could only remember the startling glance beside the carved window lattice. "On the New Year's Eve of the year when I spoke, it was dark and windy. General Duan sneaked into the enemy camp on a snowy night and single-handedly entered the enemy camp with a sword and a horse..." The storyteller on the stage was reaching the climax of his speech, and the spectators in the audience widened their eyes and stretched their necks to wait for the follow-up. Shopkeeper Xiao Lu bypassed everyone and angrily ran towards the man who was leaning against the door, eating melon seeds and listening to books. "Duan Chuanliu! You stole some wine through my window last night, right?" "No, no! No, no!" "Huh?" "I climbed through the window. I didn't steal any wine." But I secretly kissed. General Duan was pulled out by his collar. The storyteller on stage had an idea and risked being fired by changing the story of the next scene to "The general climbed out of the blue window at night, and the pretty shopkeeper scolded his lover in public." Since then, every venue has been full.
Why didn't you update yesterday?
Isn't fish fillet in tea sauce really a dark dish? I've never heard of it before. I think it's as dark as West Lake Vinegar Fish.
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This is the first time I encountered a food article about not eating onions. I was so moved. They even told me that some people don't eat onions. Who knows, onions are really unpalatable.