Yu Xiaoman only dozed off in class. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the unfamiliar city of Chang'an.
The emperor was wise, the economy was thriving, and trade was flourishing.
Yu Xiaoman thought she could just keep her little shop and lie flat.
But then she learned that her unreliable older brother had piled up a huge debt and offended an important figure in the capital. Everything brought back by the caravan was impossible to sell.
She had no choice but to get up and start developing new dishes.
With spices piled up at home, Yu Xiaoman had a bright idea. She used every kind of aromatic spice to make griddled tofu, spicy yuba, and tofu skin in chili oil, enchanting the capital's gourmet foodies, the foreign merchants, and the young students of the Imperial Academy.
She thought she could lie flat once she'd earned enough money, but the caravan sent another letter.
"The grapes aren't selling, little sister, save me!"
Yu Xiaoman's breath caught. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed a cleaver and jumped onto a carriage.
She beat up her own brother and trampled corrupt officials.
From spicy snack strips to hot pots, from a little shop to a grand restaurant.
Yu Xiaoman's homemade grape wine made the foreign merchants publicly concede defeat and was selected as a royal tribute. When the Japanese repeatedly provoked her, she personally cooked a whole table of dishes, leaving them too busy eating to talk.
The restaurant quickly became famous, and His Majesty bestowed a plaque bearing his own calligraphy.
And... an imperial edict granting her a marriage?
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The day after news broke that His Majesty planned to arrange a marriage for Yu Xiaoman, the imperial merchant, the newly crowned top scholar Song Zhuo asked His Majesty for her hand.
He said, "I've admired Miss Xiaoman for a long time!"
Everyone praised him as a prodigy of unparalleled talent and extraordinary grace.
No one knew that, when Song Zhuo was still unknown, both his parents had died one after another. His hand bones had been broken, and he had been ground into the dirt.
Just as he decided to give up the imperial examinations, and was on the verge of giving up everything else as well,
a young woman came to his side carrying a bowl of braised pork.
She set down the clay pot and bent over, her fair hand picking up a piece of paper smeared with mud.
She said, "Your essay is really well written!"
*A lighthearted, food-focused wish-fulfillment story
*Set in an invented dynasty, with plenty of original details
Theme: Enjoy every day of life
The writing is very good, you can feel the smell of fireworks between the lines, and the characters are also very three-dimensional. Keep up the good work!
""I'll be back when I have time. ""Catch a big bug for the author~
"She just doesn't want to be in He Ming's..." This is a big bug for the author~
"If I remember correctly, this..." This is a big bug for the author~
"The building has been at the forefront of the storm for a while..." This is a big bug for the author~
"It has developed to the point where Lian Ke..." This is a big bug for the author~
"Even if you don't like sweets..." This is a big bug for the author~
The health of your family is important. Great support, author.
Family is important, madam, we are waiting for you! No need to rush back to update! Take care of your elders first!
Although this act of unconditional belief is very romantic, it is not a good thing!!!