The Real Heiress's Gourmet Shop

Qu Qilan suddenly received word that the whereabouts of the caravan her parents were traveling with were unknown. Distraught, she tripped over the doorstep and fainted.

When she woke up, she remembered that she had transmigrated, and also recalled the excellent cooking skills she had possessed in her previous life.

No need to panic. She could make money selling delicious food and use it to find out what happened to her parents.

Her older brother, who was studying at an academy, was carried home covered in blood. Apparently, he had offended some rich young master.

No need to panic. She could make money selling delicious food to treat her brother's injuries and help him transfer to a better academy.

The new neighbor next door was cold-faced, sharp-tongued, and picky, but handsome, fond of food, and generous.

No need to panic. Now she could make money selling delicious food even faster.

A noblewoman from the capital came asking about her, sneaking glances at her from afar.

Several elegantly dressed customers showed up at her food stall.

With tears in their eyes, they said they'd come to take her back to her real home.

It turned out she was the true heiress of the Marquis's household, taken away as a baby by a wicked servant. The noblewoman who had come asking about her was the false heiress.

Well, would you look at that!

No need to panic. First, she would have a bite of some fresh, fragrant, spicy, glistening grilled skewers, then think about it.

Qu Qilan decided...

The person next door, whose stomach had been won over by her food and who had turned into a love-struck fool, squeezed in: She'd decided to let him join the family.

Qu Qilan: ???

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Theme: Self-reliance