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The moment she was kicked down by Daddy in the snow, Su Qingyuan touched the hot jade pendant on her wrist and sneered. In the previous life, he was squeezed out of his entire family and died miserably. In this life, he was exiled just after they reconciled? The moment the jade pendant shattered, a constant-temperature warehouse that could be kept fresh for a hundred years unfolded in her consciousness. "Madam, the general is starving to death!" When the attendant cried, she was moving a whole fan of frozen beef out of the space. "Madam, the enemy is besieging the city and has run out of food!" The deputy general reported urgently, and she opened the warehouse to reveal mountains of rice, flour, grain and oil. Later, the useless general who was rumored to be powerless held her in his arms on the city tower and kissed her passionately: "Yuan Yuan, nothing in this world is as valuable as the braised pork in your warehouse." [Constant temperature space + ancient survival infrastructure, the heroine uses modern materials to transform ancient battlefield logistics]

Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt was wet, it turned out that it was all blood on his sword.

Before Lin Jianjun died at the age of seventy, he regretted two things the most: First, he failed to stop his mother from setting up a wonton stall, and after her property was confiscated, she became ill from overwork and left at the age of forty. Second, she failed to persuade her father to give gifts for becoming a full-time employee, but instead was reported and lost his job. He drank too much and collapsed. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to the alley in 1983. The smell of coal smoke was strong - his mother was chopping minced meat for the stall, and his father was squatting next to the coal stove and smoking a sultry cigarette. "Mom, stop setting up the stall!" "Dad, we don't want that spot!" With 50 yuan of belongings in his pocket, Lin Jianjun set up a stove on the patio. Short ribs with rich red sauce, juicy pan-fried buns, fresh pickled pork ribs... From being looked down upon as a "lucky meal", to a self-employed license, to chain stores opening all over Donghai City. There is no system, relying purely on craftsmanship and brains. In this life, not only do I want to make a lot of money, but I also want my parents to wear new clothes, live in a big tile-roofed house, and eat hot meals every day. [Rebirth Article + Catering Entrepreneurship + Making Up for Regrets] From the alley tavern to the legendary restaurant, a bowl of hot soup warms up the old souls.