She Opens a Food Stall, and the Entire Court Shows Up for a Meal

[One heroine, five male rivals + romantic battle royale + food and farming + business management + everyone’s favorite] After transmigrating, food blogger Jiang Yisu becomes a cannon-fodder supporting character, destined to be dragged down by her younger sister and die with her whole family on the road to exile. With a sister bent on competing with her for men and a stepmother who loves stirring up trouble, Jiang Yisu tosses aside her worries and gets cooking! Forget it! She’ll just make money and run away with her sharp-tongued father! Jiang Yisu plans to win over the ministers through their stomachs with gentle persuasion and good food. But then the male leads’ parents and elders start showing up one after another! General Nian, a mighty general of forty who loves fine food, pats Jiang Yisu on the shoulder. “Why is your cooking so good? How about this: I’ll take you as my sworn younger sister. If my boy wants to marry you, he can call you wife, and you can call him nephew. We’ll each use our own terms.” Jiang Yisu: ? The scheming old marquis is an expert at setting people up. “My son isn’t worthy of Miss Jiang. I see you could use someone to handle the accounts. He passed the highest imperial examination at thirteen and has a decent education. If you think he’ll do, just give him one qian of silver a month.” Jiang Yisu: ?? The revered founding father of the dynasty strokes his beard and sighs. “Yisu is clever and deft, a treasure to the nation. My wife is nearly thirty and a little old, but she could be your first wife. You need only visit him on the first and fifteenth of each month.” Jiang Yisu: ??? Even the emperor and the empress dowager come forward, insisting on marrying their own boys into Jiang Yisu’s family. Jiang Yisu: No! Isn’t she just a little cannon-fodder character? By then, her sharp-tongued father, the censor-in-chief, has long since become a doting father. “Bah! Even if I have to denounce you all and get my family exiled again, you’re not laying a finger on my daughter!”