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On the day when the sect selected the alchemy furnace, the junior sister hugged the red flame cauldron and refused to let go. Just because it is the first immortal elixir furnace, even if you throw in some low-grade herbs, you can make top-grade elixirs. In my last life, the headmaster said that my junior sister was not strong enough and feared backlash, so he took the initiative and gave me the Red Flame Cauldron. But during the sect competition, Chi Yan saw that what his junior sister had refined was just an ordinary elixir, so he forcibly blew up the furnace when I was opening the furnace to get the elixirs, causing my heart to be cut off and me to become a useless person. Only then did I realize that he had fallen in love with the junior sister at first sight. When I opened my eyes again, I picked up the rusty alchemy furnace that had been kicked in the corner by my junior sister. I'm afraid she doesn't know that the most powerful elixir in the world never lies in the elixir furnace!

In the last life, my mother-in-law refused to listen to dissuasion and was obsessed with buying high-priced health products. She even regarded the health product salesman as her godson. On Mother's Day, I wanted to come back to celebrate her. But he saw her, coaxed by her godson, spending 30,000 yuan to buy deer blood pills costing dozens of yuan. I was so anxious that I called the police, but she cried and yelled in front of the police, scolding me for being unfilial and saying that I wanted to kill her. After the police left, the two people who thought I was troublesome worked together to push me down from the eighth floor. In this life, I will no longer interfere, and let her good son honor her.

In the final round of the National Chef God Competition, I dropped my kitchen knife and stayed away from the stove. This straightforward attitude made the opponent Jiang Yao, who had beaten me in points, break her guard: "You still want to be a chef? You are just a clown who can't even finish the game!" Faced with her sarcasm, I simply sat on the ground and closed my eyes to rest. In my previous life, in order to win the title of Chef God, I presented top dishes one by one. But no matter what I cook, Jiang Yao can serve the same dishes as me. The judges praised her dish profusely, but scolded my creation as unpalatable. After the competition, I went from a culinary genius sought after by everyone to a shameful liar ridiculed by the world. The restaurant that was painstakingly run was smashed to pieces by angry diners. I recalled the game that day every day, and finally died in depression. But I will never understand until my death. How could Jiang Yao perfectly reproduce a dish she had never seen before and still have it taste great in the short competition time? When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the scene of the Master of Chef competition.

In my previous life, as Jiang Danran's manager, I did my best for her. She didn't like to be public, so I carried her information from bar to bar and drank until my stomach bleeds. She hates wearing powder, so I opened countless accounts to criticize and publicize her hair, and I stayed up until my eyes turned black. She didn't fight or grab, so I asked the artists one by one to take more care of her and buy drinks at my own expense. But in the end, I stopped working day and night and died suddenly at work. She said calmly: "I have never relied on others until now. I have relied entirely on God's blessing." I will no longer praise you for reviving my life. I want to be a star myself.

My husband is stingy, but my mother-in-law praises him for being a smart housekeeper. Under the influence of these two people, the son also cherished money as much as his life. Experts predict that the end of the world is coming due to high temperatures, so I suggest hoarding supplies. My husband scolded me angrily: "You prodigal bitch, it's all a trap by advertisers!" My son also had a look of disdain on his face: "Mom, don't you have any brains? You believe whatever others say!" My mother-in-law even spat at me: "It's a misfortune for my family to marry you!" Soon, the apocalypse of high temperature really came, prices skyrocketed, and a small bag of rice cost thousands. The three of them were unwilling to buy at a high price, so they teamed up to drive me out in search of supplies, causing me to die of heat. When I opened my eyes again, my husband was scolding the unscrupulous advertisers for spreading rumors and driving up prices. I kept echoing, "We won't spend a dime, and we won't buy a grain of rice!" This time, I want to see you, a family of stingy people, tearing each other apart over stuttering!