The neighboring Tang Dynasty transmigration food novel, The Little Cook Doesn't Want to Win Over the Big Shot, is now underway. Please add it to your reading list!
Synopsis:
After Cao Yin dies suddenly, she transmigrates into the body of a girl under five years old in ancient times, taken in by an old pharmacist.
Just before she turns eighteen, a decree from the imperial court sends her on a journey to Yunzhou to find the original owner's birth parents.
When she meets the original owner's aunt by marriage, memories flood into her mind: what she thought was transmigration was actually transmigration into a book! And she has landed in the life of the original owner, a cannon-fodder supporting female character, after she was reborn!
To avoid her tragic fate, she recruits a hapless teammate and gives him two choices:
1. Really get married, and divorce whenever they like
2. Pretend to be married, then divorce after a year
The hapless teammate chooses the first option.
Sujun, on the frontier
Looking at the border town, where medicine and doctors are in short supply, Cao Yin quietly opens a pharmacy here:
√ She combines modern medical theory with ancient Chinese medicine to treat infertility, pioneering a new form of integrated Chinese and Western medicine.
√ She performs emergency first aid for a man suffering a sudden heart attack on the street. He turns out to be the young heir of a foreign tribe.
√ A pill she made just to keep her hapless teammate alive becomes a miracle drug that tribes across the grasslands clamor to buy.
Only when a prophetic dream jolts her awake one day does she realize the original plot is forcibly correcting itself, and her hapless teammate will be branded a traitor who colluded with the enemy...
Notes:
1. A slice-of-life story, both leads are each other's first and only, slow burn, plot-focused.
2. Set in a fictional world, with no need for historical accuracy. Focused on careers, with some romance and very little scheming for power.
3. Please note: Although the medical knowledge, treatments, and drug effects described in this book draw on reference materials, much of it is fictional, intended to enhance the story and its drama. It does not represent actual medical practice or advice. (Emphasis added to head off complaints.)
Also known as After I Transmigrated into the Original Owner's Life After She Was Reborn and The Chen Dynasty's First Female Imperial Physician.
Below is the synopsis for The Little Cook Doesn't Want to Win Over the Big Shot. Please add it to your reading list, cuties~(#^.^#)~
Synopsis:
A fake softie, a real big shot, and an illegitimate son × a money-minded, flavor-genius straight woman
A food blogger with a million followers transmigrates to the early Tang Dynasty. She raises kids with her cooking skills and picks up a self-deluded "Living Yama" along the way.
Tong Bai opens her eyes to find her father dead in battle, her mother coughing up blood, and her three younger siblings so hungry they're chewing on straw mats.
The scariest part is that her original mother's venomous gaze is fixed on her: "Monster, give me back my daughter's life!"
Tong Bai: "Instead of taking my life, why not work with me?"
She chops shepherd's purse for the filling and renders pork fat into cracklings. A basket of "golden crackling steamed buns" fills half the neighborhood with its aroma.
She can taste which spice is missing in a sauce, and after eating a steamed bun, she can even guess exactly how long the dough was left to rise.
The natives of Chang'an are stunned:
"These steamed buns burst with juice?"
"Pickled cabbage with millet porridge! Even immortals couldn't tempt me away from that!"
"I know the menu at Tong's Restaurant better than the Analects!"
Career:
She starts by selling food door to door with a basket, sets up a "Tong's Food Stall" in the West Market, and eventually even imperial relatives and nobles compete for "a bowl of snowflake cream"!
Romance:
She only wants to focus on raising kids and making money, but "poor little illegitimate son" Cui Shijiu keeps clinging to her.
On the outside: "I... I was just passing by." (Ears turning red.)
On the inside: "She glared at me... She must feel sorry for me!"
Cui Shijiu's record for today:
√ Cut down three traitors
√ One bout of hypoglycemia
√ Got yelled at and self-deluded 10,086 times
[Mini Scene]
Cui Shijiu kicks open the kitchen door, filling the room with the smell of blood and rust. "Five-red soup. Add something extra." (His fingers clutch a bloodstained handkerchief.)
Tong Bai is using an iron hook to poke around inside the oven. Sparks crackle. "It's on the stove. Serve yourself!" (She slams the hook into the oven.)
Cui Shijiu (quickly taking half a step back): "...Okay."
A volcano erupts in his head:
She even kicked the oven open for me!
She must be afraid I'll faint from hunger!
(Rubbing the hilt of his knife: Tomorrow I'll hijack a tribute ship from Shu and steal all the Sichuan pepper for her!)
#TheBigShot'sInnerMonologueIsLongerThanAnImperialMemorial#
#TheGodOfSelfDelusion#
#ThisGeneration'sYamaIsn'tSoCold#
Reader's guide:
1. One-on-one romance, happy ending. The straight female lead focuses on food and turning her life around, while the tsundere male lead is wildly self-deluded!
2. Set in a fictional early Tang Dynasty. Carefully researched, with food above all and logic serving the sweet, satisfying story.
Theme: I am the master of my own life
"I suspect that Cao Chengde and others want to "catch a big bug" for the author~ Cao Chengen
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It gave me a headache, the relationship is complicated 💔
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The female protagonist and the male protagonist are really ink, and the female protagonist, although you don't want to get married, you can do anything in modern times, but in ancient times, there was an age limit, and you could still get away with it time and time again.