The original owner's parents passed away suddenly, leaving behind a dilapidated thatched hut, several acres of thin farmland, and three younger brothers and sisters who didn't have enough to eat.
The clan covets the family property, and the neighbors look on with cold eyes. Everyone thinks that the four siblings Shen Zhiyu will starve to death in the barren mountain village sooner or later.
In a desperate situation, Shen Zhiyu awakened to her ancestral cooking skills. With her skillful cooking of ordinary wild vegetables and miscellaneous fish, she could make a pot of soup that was as fresh as the bones.
She packed up the simple burdens and set up a stall at the entrance of the village and set up a small stove.
Delicious fish soup, rich mushroom soup, soft and glutinous meat soup... The aroma floats ten miles away in the wind.
Hungry villagers, traveling merchants, and nobles visiting the countryside were all attracted by this tempting taste.
A bowl of hot soup soothes hunger and cold; a meal heals people's hearts.
Shen Zhiyu relied on his skills to support his younger siblings, reclaim wasteland, and expand his restaurant.
The orphan girl in the mountains who was once despised by everyone has become famous throughout the city with her pot of fresh soup.
But she never thought that among the many diners who came to drink soup, there was actually a big shot with an astonishing identity who quietly stopped for her...
Love is always there through thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me~