A Foodie at the Imperial College (Cuisine)

Please add my upcoming novels in the author's collection. 🍬 Blurb: Shen Mingtang transmigrated into the womb of a prosperous dynasty, though she was still groggy when it happened. Her father was a professor at the Imperial College, and her mother had once been the daughter of a wealthy merchant. But the family fortune had dwindled, and with so many siblings, they suddenly found themselves struggling to make ends meet. Shen Mingtang picked up a spatula and set out to make a living for herself. All right, she'd start with breakfast! Soy milk and fried dough sticks, layered pancakes, jianbing, eight-treasure porridge, fish and rice noodles, roujiamo... The Imperial College where Shen's father worked was just across a narrow lane from home. Every day, his daughter treated him to all kinds of delicious food. The students followed the tantalizing aromas, drooling as they cried, “That smells amazing!” “We need to eat our fill, too, so we can truly understand the teachings of Confucius and Mencius!” Zhao Yu was a notorious young wastrel at the Imperial College. Skipping class and getting into fights were part of his daily routine. Then, one day, he suddenly noticed that all his classmates had become diligent students. They were showing up in the classroom before dawn to pore over the Analects. Zhao Yu grabbed one of them and put him through a “stern interrogation,” and found out that... Anyone who placed in the top grade on the ten-day examinations would receive a specially made treat from the young lady of the Shen family. Zhao Yu scoffed and swept his sleeve. “Hah! You think a few snacks are enough to get me under your thumb?” He'd rather starve than fall for that! Seeing how unmoved he was, everyone continued to study with desperate determination, while praising Brother Yu for being so indifferent to food. Truly one of a kind! Until word spread that the young lady of the Shen family was looking for a husband... Zhao Yu went on to place first in all three imperial examinations, come top in the palace exam, and ride out on horseback with flowers in his cap. Everyone regretted it bitterly, beating their chests and stamping their feet. “So Brother Yu was our greatest rival all along!” [Reader's Notes] 1. The dynasty is fictional, and many details are made up. Please don't treat this as historical fact. 2. The Imperial College setting mixes details from many different dynasties, and a lot of it is made up by me, so please don't take it too seriously. 3. The heroine has a golden finger, but this is not a story about a powerful heroine. 4. Everyday life at an ancient school. Slow-paced, with a touch of an ensemble cast. 5. Hope you all eat and drink well! *The blurb was screenshotted on 2025.02.10 Recommended: My friend Qingshan Baibai's completed novel, The Imperial College Snack Shop. Book ID: 6287287 ---------------Upcoming novel break----------------- Below is the blurb for my upcoming novel, The Crown Prince's Foodie. Click the author's collection and please add it! Xie Zhiwei transmigrated into the granddaughter of an old general who had defended the nation. Every day, she climbed onto roofs, tore them apart, and went down to the river to catch shrimp. Life was wonderful. The old general was fed up with her spending every day chasing cats and teasing dogs instead of behaving properly. So one night, he packed her up and sent her to the Eastern Palace to learn some discipline. But rules are dead, and people are alive. Xie Zhiwei wasn't about to let herself be boxed in by a set of rules. She went right on slacking off, fishing for fun, and waiting around for free food. Whenever she got the chance, she even made a special point of using up the Eastern Palace's precious ingredients. Life was pretty satisfying. The Eastern Palace's advisers spent their days debating the classics and discussing matters of state, while Xie Zhiwei focused on perfecting spicy diced chicken and poached pork in chili oil. Civil and military officials strategized and made plans for war, while Xie Zhiwei curled up in a corner, crunching spicy chicken feet and hot duck neck. Then one day, at an Eastern Palace meeting, the Crown Prince watched his usually self-disciplined advisers tearing into spicy strips with Xie Zhiwei, slurping milk tea, and even fighting over a bite of food. The Crown Prince looked up at the sky and lamented: The Eastern Palace is doomed! Theme: The warmth and bustle of everyday life, through three meals and the changing seasons.