In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.
She thought it was just transmigration, but who knew it was actually her soul returning to its rightful place.
Seeing her family eat coarse food, exhaust their savings, and accumulate high debts to cure her illness, their lives became more and more miserable each day.
She was a top chef in her previous life; how could she let her family continue to live in poverty?
The richest man in town, accustomed to delicacies, offered a hefty sum for her to make a small dessert. The County Magistrate condescended to beg for a meal made by her. Even imperial relatives from the capital pleaded with her overnight to open an eatery in the capital.
Wen Zhenyi smiled coldly, "I'm not in a good mood today, I won't cook, and I won't go."
Only one gentle young man could receive three meals a day from her.
"Yiyi, why are you so special to me?"
Wen Zhenyi smiled, "To get his heart, you must first get his stomach."
