"Your heighness is wise, thanks to your advice... the Imperial Medical Academy has cured the plauge ravaging the land." - Doctor

"I did what now?" - Prince

"Your heighness is strong, the demonstration of your martial arts has convined the enemy nation to retreat" - General

"My butt was just itchy, how does scratching it without using my hands count as martial arts?" - Prince

"Your heighness is kind, the foreign princess with godly beauty was moved by you saving her life and hopes to be your empress" - Eunuch

"What princess? All I did was give some fried chicken to some homeless vagrant woman" - Prince

The entire world is on the hunt for one great chicken!  

The Celestial Emperor has issued an arrest warrant for the same great chicken! A bounty of 100 billion Celestial Jades!

The Three Realms are in chaos due to the great chicken!

"Great Chicken, just surrender! Have faith in us! We love you!"

"Great Chicken, don't run away! You belong to my stomach!"

The poor chicken is afraid of the world as everyone in it "loves fried chicken!".

(On Hiatus)

There were a plate of sweet and sour pork, a plate of kung pao chicken, a plate of Mapo Tofu, a bowl of Napa cabbage soup and a bowl of rice.

All of it looked extremely delicious as Long Ao Zhen could felt that he was almost drooling over the meal.

Jiu Wei as a perfect housewife role model, also didn't forget to serve a good quality chinese tea and an expensive jade chopsticks for Long Ao Zhen to use.

In the cold day such like today, those hot dishes were very tempting and one could imagine just how delicious it were.

Long Ao Zhen was quite hungry when he saw the dishes but he couldn't help to think about Shi Ying. She must be hungry but she couldn't eat...how sad is it.

So despite the delicious-looking food in front of Long Ao Zhen eyes, he didn't eat much. He only finished his rice, the soup and the Kung Pao chicken. 

As for the pork, there were still quite a bit left and for the tofu, Long Ao Zhen only took a bit because he didn't like tofu.

Well Long Ao Zhen "didn't eat much" but for those who saw it, he did eat much! It was just that Long Ao Zhen appetite had always been quite a wonder. He ate a lot usually. 

Long Ao Zhen despite being a mythological beast and a powerful cultivator, ate a lot of human dish. He could ate two bowl of rices and 5 dishes every time he ate. Long Ao Zhen usually ate three times a day.

Yep. Another foodie like Jiu Wei. 

Long Ao Zhen was praising Jiu Wei cooking skill in his heart as he gobble up the dishes. Even though he didn't finish all of it, he still ate a lot for a normal standard.

Who could finish a portion of kung pao chicken, a bowl of cabbage soup and ate nearly all the sweet and sour pork plus a bowl of rice like Long Ao Zhen? 

At least in Shi Ying former world, that could be considered a lot.

After dinner, Jiu Wei came in to serve Long Ao Zhen a cup of tea. With Jiu Wei good skill in brewing tea, the tea was soon served in front of Long Ao Zhen.

Jiu Wei used his most precious tea cup for Long Ao Zhen. It was a white porcelain chinese tea cup with a pattern of a beautiful blue snowflake. That cup was Jiu Wei favorite cup.

Long Ao Zhen admitted that the tea cup was beautiful. It was pleasing to the eyes and Long Ao Zhen mood subsconsciously became better.

Long Ao Zhen took the cup slowly and sniffed the tea aroma first. The tea aroma was very fragant and calming. It was suitable with Long Ao Zhen preference.

"Slurpp" then, Long Ao Zhen sipped the hot chinese tea brewed by Jiu Wei in an elegant manner. He also closed his eyes to have a better taste of the tea. 

"Good tea" Long Ao Zhen praised Jiu Wei from the bottom of his heart. Even though the tea in the dragon palace was much better than this, in the lower realm it was already considered a good quality tea. 

Long Ao Zhen won't be that cruel to compare the tea in lower realm and the tea in upper realm. It was not fair.

"Thank you for your praise your highness" Jiu Wei eyes were brimming with happiness when Long Ao Zhen praise him. 

Ayy it was a right choice for him to learn how to do house chores back then! Thank God he was also a foodie. Jiu Wei never expected Long Ao Zhen to be a foodie too! When he first ask to have a dinner, Jiu Wei was already suspicious.

Now seeing how Long Ao Zhen ate almost all of his cooking, Jiu Wei was certain that Long Ao Zhen must be a foodie like him! 

Yeahh fellow foodie! Huhuhu other beasts thought that he was weird to have a liking to a human meal. Well human food were just too delicious compared to a raw food beasts usually eat.

As Jiu Wei often spent his time alongside human, naturally he also developed a habit like a normal human.

In the original novel "XXX", The female lead, Meng Yue Ming was able to captured Long Ao Zhen not only with her unique personality but also with her skill in cooking delicious food.

After Long Ao Zhen finished his tea, he asked Jiu Wei quite an important question. "Where do i sleep?"

Jiu Wei cave only had 1 bed which was currently occupied by Li Shi Ying. It was not possible for Long Ao Zhen to sleep on the floor right?

When Jiu Wei heard the question, he felt as if a thunder strike him from above with a loud DUARRR sound.

He...he forgot about it!! His cave only had 1 middle-sized stone bed because Jiu Wei lived alone. Now Long Ao Zhen was going to sleep for a night here, where should he sleep??

COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

If you like to read perfect grammar then this book might not be your cup of tea, but I'm still learning. So, it will become better in later chapters. 

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Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

He put the drumstick aside and took out a box of dried shiitakes, which had flower-like white cracking patterns on them. The moment he opened the box, he smelled a strong characteristic fragrance, which made him feel relaxed and calm.
They were of the same size. Mag picked one up. The cap was about four centimeters in diameter. They were dried but not brittle. "These are some shiitakes!"
"Shiitakes are fragrant and delicious, and can help work up your appetite and strengthen your body," said the system. "They are essential ingredients of this dish.
"I grow them on aquilaria trees in the moist part of the Wind Forest. I regulate the water content in the wood to create the perfect environment for the shiitakes to grow in.
"Each tree can produce over a thousand of shiitakes, and I select only around a hundred, which are the best in quality, appearance, and size.
"They can serve as incense; their fragrance is very refreshing. Additionally, they are much more delicious than normal shiitakes when used for cooking food. I have cleaned all of them before they were dried. They're being stored in a germ-free environment with no additives whatsoever."
Mag nodded. "You're quite impressive when it comes to food."
Only the system is capable of cultivating shiitakes in the Wind Forest. It would be very interesting if some elf saw the aquilaria trees covered in mushrooms.
That being said, I must compliment it on its effort. The ingredients produced by the system are just unbelievable.
Then the system told him about the other ingredients and spices. They might not be as astonishing as the fire chickens and shiitakes, but they were still of higher quality than the normal ones.
"Thank you for your kind introduction. Now, leave me alone." Mag had become very excited. It's another nutritious dish. I can't wait to find out how it will taste.
He had everything he needed: one chicken drumstick, 20 shiitakes, three potatoes, three celtuces, four green peppers, some star anises, bay leaves, Sichuan peppers, chilis, ginger, salt, sugar, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, cooking wine, etc.
Now, he only needed to follow the steps in his head.
He had to cut the chicken drumstick first. When he looked to the knife block, he found another knife besides the Chinese chef's knife. It resembled the Chinese chef's knife in appearance, and was only a little longer and narrower. It looked very sharp, and the back of the knife was golden. "A new knife?"
"You can use the old one first," said the system.
Mag put the chicken drumstick on the chopping board and hacked it with the old knife.
The knife went through the meat easily, but when it met the bone, they gave out a sound of metal hitting metal. The knife almost bounced off, making his hand a little numb.
Its edge had got nicked. "What the hell?!"
"The fire chicken is no ordinary chicken; their bones are much harder," said the system. "That's why those knights all carry sharp swords. Even Mag Alex couldn't have killed dragons without his heavy sword.
"You need a proper knife if you want to become the God of Cookery. See that golden knife over there? It's made of tungsten steel, sharp and hard. It can cut through the skin and bones of any magical beasts that are below 3rd-tier. I have made it longer and narrower for you.
"Try it. I'm sure you will love its sharpness."
"I think you'd make a great salesman." Mag took the new knife in his hand.
It weighed about the same as the old one. The handle was slip-resistant and comfortable to grip, and he liked its appearance better. He held the drumstick with one hand and brought the knife down.
It went through the meat like it was nothing and cut through the bone easily, leaving no broken bits. Mag saw marrow in the bone.
"Such a fine knife!" Mag exclaimed in delight. He liked not only its sharpness, but also the perfect balance.
"Made by me," the system said proudly.
Mag paid no heed to it. He cut the drumstick into several pieces, rinsed the blood off, and put them in a big bowl with marinade.
He soaked the dried shiitakes in some warm water.
Then, he cut the ingredients into pieces properly.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Hana was very satisfied with Kuro's versatility.

What she didn't know was why Kuro became so attached to her although they just met.

Kuro just felt her smell was especially familiar; however, it could not pinpoint what was so special about this being. It just brazenly forced itself on her like how she forced herself on its adversary of affection.

Grrrr..Kuro felt angry thinking about the obnoxious Glacier Mirage Fox.

Yep, it knew what that thing was. As a native of this rainforest, it could not understand why that arrogant fox could appear here of all place. This side was supposed to be his domain. No other ancient beast should have encroached into his place. Although it was considered young in its own clan, it was already 300 plus years old. The only difference was, it has just woken from a 100-year slumber after cultivating its latest bloodline ability.

It knew there was a cave at this location but never checked what was inside since it was pretty sure no other animals or beasts dared to enter its ground. 

That bastard should've been in the north where it belonged! Kuro fumed.

Oblivious to the internal struggle of her snake pet to kill off its rival, Hana cleaned up the surrounding of the cave with a bunch of dried leaves bonded together with a tree fiber. She hummed lightheartedly and placed the single bird egg she got from Kuro inside the egg carton, replacing two eggs she took out together.

Kuro's heart was bleeding when it looked at the eggs in Hana's hands.

So big! I can't lose next time! Quantity over quality!

Kuro vowed that it will get so much bird's egg for Hana until she couldn't eat anymore next time!

Again, this jolly aunty did not realize she had hurt her pet's self-esteem just by simply showing her AA grade with omega-3 eggs (1). We should not blame her as to her knowledge, snakes are not that intelligent with complex emotions.

She stoked a small fire and built up on it until it became stable. This time, from rubbing the dried stick to make smoke appear on the tinder to a full legit fire only took her an hour, a far cry from them fire making experts, but hey, so much better than her initial three grueling hours. It turned out, practice did make it perfect.

She used a stone to pound two sticks into an 'X' position on the left and on the right to support the bamboo canister she made before. She then hacked from the top part to make an opening; just like an elongated half cylinder bowl. 

Hana carefully poured in some water from her water bottle inside, not wanting it to spill on the fire, lest the fire stoked with great difficulty was extinguished by her action. She then added crushed chopped garlic into the water, two pinch of salt, a small pinch of chicken stock cube and some sausages. She used her own medical card for slicing the sausages to tiny circular pieces.

She left the credit card alone; who knows when she will find civilization? At that time, the credit card might be handy.

She placed bamboo opening side up and let the water came to a boil.

Hana prepared another set of the same mixture on another opened bamboo canister.

When the one on the fireplace started to boil, she picked it up carefully with soft leaves on her hands to avoid being burned and placed it carefully on the cave floor between two stones so that it won't roll over.

She immediately cracked an egg inside and stirred slowly while the soup kept on bubbling before adding in some chopped wild onion leaves inside.

"If only I have some corn starch. The soup will become thick and more delicious" she sighed.

She left the readied soup and proceed to make another one.

Kuro and Shiro were curiously watching Hana's antics. They did not understand what Hana's action signifies. Kuro slithered slowly towards the readied soup and tried to go inside the bamboo bowl.

"Stop it! You'll become boiled snake. It's too hot" She used a stick to fling the little snake away. Kuro's feelings were hurt. It slithered to a dark corner while Shiro showed a schadenfreude grin.

When both soups were ready, Hana drank hers while blowing on the surface of the soup, a mouthful over a mouthful slowly. The refreshing chicken stock infused soup was balanced with the green onion's tanginess. The silky strands of the eggs and chunks of sausages made the soup even better.

If only I can get some carrots, celery and cauliflower!

She felt her insides warmed up.

Not eating warm things for a night and a day had made Hana felt uncomfortable before. But now she felt so much better.

Truly, an egg drop soup for the soul!

Kuro and Shiro watched Hana's blissful expression and started to swallow their saliva.

"Come over guys! Another one for you. Share okay."

Both of them pounced at the egg drop soup and licked the bamboo bowl clean. 

They have fallen in love with the delicious water this being made!

Our mommy has magical hands!

Hana chuckled softly when she watched the two kids ravenously drinking the soup from trying to outdo each other. So naughty. The soup was just a basic soup any Chinese aunty ought to make. The method of making the soup can lead to many variations of cooking such as the Sa Hor Fun (2), the Kueyteow Kungfu (3) and even the Mee Ladna (4).

If one can find mock shark's fin, it can easily turn to shark's fin soup. However, the most crucial ingredient is missing; the soup thickener. It could be corn flour or even flour mixed with a little water. It's alright, the taste was good enough. Only the texture was compromised . 

As a child of a Chinese descend father and a Malay descend mother, Hana had no prejudice to any kind of cooking. Her palate was wide and without reservation. 

She loved heavily spiced Indian food and yet she also loved the light scented and refreshing Chinese cooking. Her love for Malay food was unprecedented especially the traditional ones which were beginning to disappear. She had also tried Japanese cooking, Korean cooking, Western cooking and even Middle Eastern cooking. 

All have their own appeal. 

This can only happen when she had time and money (come from Arash of course lol) to try them out one after another in the kitchen as a housewife. She planned to eat well although she was stuck here. That was the only way for her heart to be at ease.

Shiro really liked Hana's cooking. At the beginning, it planned to disappear as soon as it can move. Now, however, it convinced itself to stay a little while longer so that it could sampled new surprises.

Kuro however can't have enough of the soup. It wondered if it got more eggs, will its new mommy make some more soup? Kuro thought as its saliva coming out from its cute mouth. 

Author's note:
(1) AA grade with omega-3 eggs = Eggs were enhanced with additional added value like 'lutein', 'omega' etc to differentiate them from the normal eggs. It's not just about the sizes anymore (AA, A, B, C). Its because a lot of Malaysian cooking used eggs in nearly every one-meal-dish. 
(2) Sa Hor Fun = Large flat noodles in thick soup like the one in this chapter
(3) Kueyteow Kungfu = medium flat noodles which is fried first in eggs and corn/rice flour before soaked in similar soup
(4) Mee Ladna = noodles in similar soup with added dark and light soy sauce

Meet Hana, a not-so young clumsy housewife, who got lost in a different world when she stepped out for a short grocery shopping session. How can this aunty survive without skills or even a 'golden finger'? What actually can a housewife do besides cooking and cleaning? There's nobody around at all, so she can't even scheme. Is she destined to die in a foreign place full of trees as a side character? Or will she step up and find her own 'edge' in order to survive? Follow her colorful journey and her struggles to carve up a humble abode (sojourn) which she could call her own while awaiting for the beloved of her life to rescue her from her nightmarish predicament.

Will her beloved even be able to rescue her?

Will she obtain benefits and unimaginable wonders as she struggles day to day to survive?

Will she one day obtain super powers as a transmigrator should?

Let us wait and see while rooting for this bumbling yet lovable housewife

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The next dish was about to be served, and yet the diners were still busy arguing to each other which one was tastier. As the emcee reminded them to vote accordingly, they had no choice but to cast their votes one by one. 
It was la Reverie who served their next dish to the diners. After their successful Fuji Apple Chicken Salad, they presented Bruschetta with Tomato and Basil. 
"Hmm, so they have Bruschetta this time. I'm really tempted to eat what they have there." Huang Shenghao's stomach rumbled. 
"You want to eat again. Didn't you just have breakfast before we started?" Lu Xinyi laughed. 
"Hey, you should know what I feel, Sister Lu! Aren't you curious to know what those dishes they have tasted like?" he retorted. Someone with a black hole stomach like him should understand. 
Lu Xinyi tapped her chin and thought about it. Since she started attending Silver Leaf, she barely paid attention to her opponents' dishes and only cared for its execution. 
"I haven't really given it a thought before," she admitted then realized this might be one of the reasons why Huang Shenghao's skills were better than hers. Huang Shenghao studied his opponents' dishes for future references, paying attention to the details and methods used on it. 
"Don't mind him, Xinxin. Shenghao probably knows how they made their Bruschetta right now and just thinking to eat for free again." Tian Lingyu reiterated what his sister pointed out earlier. 
Making Bruschetta wasn't complicated to do anyway. One could think of it as summer on toast. It's just a mixture of chopped tomatoes, balsamic, basil, and garlic spooned over olive-oil brushed slices of toasted baguette or rustic bread… something that Huang Shenghao himself could do without breaking a sweat. 
"Good choice for them. It is a great appetizer for the season. With it being summer and grilling season, they fire-roasted the tomatoes instead of blanching and toasted the bread while they were at the grill." Tian Lingyu added before returning to his station to start plating for their entrees.
The Bruschettas served were gone in under five minutes leaving the diners satisfied for what they've eaten. After cleaning their plates, they wondered what Oriental Bliss would serve next. 
"Thank you for waiting! Our next dish is called Drunken Chicken. I hope all of you will enjoy and get intoxicated from the wonderful deliciousness this dish has," Huang Shenghao said before passing the plates to be served to the waiters. 
Each plate had sat bite-sized pieces of chicken with a shiny, bouncy skin, surrounded by wine-spiked aspic.
As Lu Xinyi placed her buns to the steamer to cook, she took an excess plate and tasted the drunken chicken Huang Shenghao created. Summer was coming to an end in a few weeks, but for areas of the country still experiencing lingering heat, this cool and refreshing dish was really appropriate at this time of the year. 
Drunken Chicken was also on her father's recipe book and the difference with Oriental Bliss' version wasn't too far. The drunken chicken was traditionally made with a whole chicken, but no matter how delicately she cooked the chicken, the breast meat was never as tasty as the dark meat.
The first time she made this, she used a whole chicken. The second time, Lu Xinyi used just the leg quarters and was much happier with the results. There were two techniques: one could use to cook the chicken.
The more traditional way was to poach a whole chicken gently in a pot of barely simmering water. The plus side was that the huge pot of water would transform into the most delicious chicken broth that's great for soups. Or one could just steam the chicken.
The dark meat was way more forgiving of the higher heat in the steamer. No one liked dried out, cardboard chicken breast no matter how much booze one soaked that sucker in. After steaming, the chicken legs released about a cup of gelatin-packed chicken stock concentrate.  After it's mixed with Shao Hsing rice wine, it solidified into delicate aspic.
The jello, gelatin, aspic… whatever one wants to call it was the best part! 
It's nothing like the strangely-colored, rubbery concoction ubiquitous. This chicken and wine-flavored aspic hugged each piece of chicken and melted instantly in one's mouth, serving as a built-in self-basting system for the chicken.
Regardless of which method the chef choose to cook the chicken, the drunken chicken was best served cold. It could be served alone as an appetizer or with a bowl of noodles in hot chicken broth or fluffy white rice for a juxtaposition of temperatures.
There's one catch—the Chinese cleaver. After cooking, it's traditional to use the Chinese cleaver to chop the chicken into bite-size pieces that could be easily picked up with chopsticks.
One decisive 'twack' was designed to cut through skin, meat, and bone. This wouldn't work using a regular chef's knife. A Chinese cleaver was heavy-duty because the weight of the knife should most of the work.
The trick was to aim well and make one strong decisive movement. Even a split-second of hesitation would translate a botched cut job where the cleaver couldn't make it all the way through the bone or bone shards.
Among all the family recipes of the Ji family, Lu Xinyi thought that their Drunken Chicken was one of the best. Huang Shenghao didn't need to change that much, and it came out succulent, tender, juicy, and full of aroma from the wine and chicken stock.
"How is it?" Huang Shenghao asked with a grin. He was confident in his remastered version of the Ji family's Drunken Chicken. He only made sure to steep the chicken the night before. 
"You know it's lip-smackingly good." She gave him a thumbs-up. "It was excellent. Tender, juicy, and bursting with flavor. The flavor and moistness of the chicken are incredible. The key is using a good wine because the chicken will taste like the wine you use—bad wine means a bad taste."


[Status: Completed]

“You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.” 
“Who said it had to be on the bed?” 
“What?! You wouldn’t dare kick me off the bed, and I will not share it with you!” 
“The only reason I would force you out is so I can have you on the floor.” She gritted her teeth and glared at her grinning husband. 
“Go fuck yourself!” she hissed. 
“Only if you show me how,” he winked back. 

Once the tabloids released an article claiming business tycoon Shen Yi was gay, his family forced him to date and seek a relationship to stave off the false accusations. After many failed encounters, Shen Yi came upon Lu Xinyi.

Orphaned since childhood, Lu Xinyi had no safe haven left the moment her boyfriend and her best friend betrayed her. Losing her only treasures left, she felt like dying inside as soon as she boarded that ship. However, after a week-long cruise with Shen Yi, she struck a deal with him. Now the Young Madam of the most powerful Shen family, Lu Xinyi turned into a better version of herself. She would not only fight back against those who had hurt her, but she had also taken a shot at accomplishing her father's broken dream.

Attending the country's most prestigious culinary school, Silver Leaf Academy, Lu Xinyi was compelled to compete not only for herself but also for her husband’s pride. Through Shen Yi's love and support, she dreamed to emerge victorious one assault after another from a family that she had long abandoned. Oh, but love for food can be a dangerous thing! As Lu Xinyi and her friends struggle to survive the competition and schemes, more and greater challenges await her, putting her love (for food and Shen Yi) to the test. 

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With duck and chicken meat finished to prepared didn't mean our work is finished. There's still a lot of things to do in the kitchen, like preparing rice paper for Beijing Kouya Rolls. There's also dumpling that needs time to make. Since dumpling dough needs some rest before cooking, I start with making dumpling skin first.
First, Add flour into a large bowl. Slowly pour the water into the bowl, mixing them together with a pair of chopsticks.
When the water is mixed with the flour, dust both hands with flour and start kneading to form a dough. The dough will be quite tough and should easily be able to be lifted from the bowl without sticking to the bottom.
When the dough has formed, dust the working surface with flour and dust hands again. Transfer the dough to the working surface and continue to knead it until its surface becomes smooth about 10 minutes.
Rinse a clean dish towel with water. Dust the bottom of a large bowl with flour and transfer the dough into it. Cover bowl with the damp dish towel and a lid. Let the dough rest for 2 hours
After resting, the dough will be softened and have a smooth texture. Dust the working surface and your hands with extra flour and transfer the dough onto the surface. Knead the dough repeatedly for another 3 to 5 minutes, until the dough hardens again. Let the dough rest for about 30 minutes 
Why I make this Beijing kouya into a roll, is because the sweet sour chicken will be served with white rice, if the guest must take another white rice to eat, their appetite will decrease. If the chicken and duck served together, there will be people who only eat chicken and people that only eat duck. So change the white rice into paper rice will help them to eat without decreasing their appetite and can enjoy all the dishes. Even if they can't eat that during the feast, they still can bring that home. So I prepare the rice paper for that. The ingredient is simple and easy to get, it only: 
tapioca flour/starch, rice flour, cornstarch, salt, water, vegetables oil
And how to make the rice paper also easy:
Mix the rice flour and tapioca flour together. Place the flour in a large bowl and mix the types of flour together until you've created an even mixture
Add the cornstarch and salt.
Slowly mix in 1 tablespoon of oil and begin adding water to make a thin, pancake-like batter.
Prepare your cutting board. Simply grease it and set it aside.
Begin to heat your frying pan on medium to low heat. The level of heat depends on how quickly you will be flipping the paper. Make sure you use a non-stick frying pan with a tight lid.
Add 1 tablespoon of oil to the pan.
Fill your measuring cup with batter and pour it into the pan. Make sure your pan is slightly hot and begin gently but quickly pouring the batter into the pan. Pour in just enough batter to cover the bottom of the pan before it sets.
Put the lid on the pan and let it steam for 30 seconds to 1 minute.
Remove the lid and loosen the ends of the rice paper with your spatula.
Carefully turn over the pan onto the cutting board. Gently tap the bottom of the pan for the rice paper to fall on the board.
Let the rice paper cool. When it has cooled off for a few minutes, you can use your rice paper for whatever dish you'd like to make
I made some rice paper and after that Ming Er continue to make it. It's not too hard to make anyway, and we prepared around hundreds of rice paper for this feast, which takes about one and half hour to make it. While Ming Er did the rice paper, I prepared the duck and grill it
Clock already showing 4 o'clock that time when a man enters the kitchen. When Ming Er sees whose coming she looks happy
"Brother!"
"Little Ming! You back!"
"Um, I bring my husband home to introduce to our family. Husband, meet my older brother, Li Shao He. Brother, he's my husband, You Ben"
"Hello, I'm Ming Er brother, Shao He. Thanks for taking care my sister"
"Hello brother, nice to meet you, I'm You Ben, your sister's husband"
"Mother told me to go to the kitchen to help. Is there anything I can do here?"
"Thanks, brother, I will need some bamboo shoot and leek here. Can you get me some from storage?"
"No problem. I'll get that for you"
Ming Er brother is like her father plus her mother combine and divide in two. His body is like his father but her attitude is like his mother. I'm getting along well with his brother. With another helper, I can ask him to watch the duck grill while I make the Sweet Sour Chicken
For the Sweet Sour Chicken dish, the ingredients that I use are (for one chicken):
• 4 tbsps Peanut oil, divided
• 1 lb. chicken breast, sliced thinly
• 1 cup sliced celery
• 1 cup Chinese cabbage, chopped
• 1 medium onion, diced
• 1-2 carrots, shredded
• 1 red, yellow or green pepper, diced
• 1/2 tsp. grated fresh ginger or 1/4 tsp. dried ginger
• 1 clove garlic, minced
And for the sauce:
• 1/3 cup rice wine vinegar
• 1/2 cup brown sugar
• Salt, pepper to taste
• 1/4 tsp. dried ginger
• 1/2 cup ketchup
• Pinch of garlic powder
• 1 cup chicken stock
• 2 tbsp. cornstarch
Cooking direction:
1. Have all ingredients chopped and ready to go.
2. In a deep skillet or wok, heat 2 tbsps. oil over high heat.
3. Add all vegetables. Stir-fry quickly until onion is cooked and translucent. Remove to bowl.
4. Add 2 tbsps. oil to wok; heat. Add chicken and stir-fry until no longer pink on the outside (5-7 minutes).
5. Mix in separate bowl sauce ingredients, making sure to mix cornstarch thoroughly.
6. Put chicken in the wok, add vegetables and sauce mix. Cook over low heat until cornstarch is cooked, about 7 minutes, or until sauce is slightly thickened.
7. Serve over hot cooked white rice.
I use the leftover chicken to make the fillet for dumpling and after the dumpling finish filling, the next step is to cook the dumpling. Bring a large pot of water to a boil.
Carefully add dumplings one at a time into the water. Use a big ladle to stir the water gently and continuously, until the water starts to boil again, so the dumplings won't stick to the bottom, for about 1 minute. Adjust the heat so the water is at boiling point, but isn't bubbling too fiercely.
When the dumplings float to the surface, continue boiling until the dumplings are filled with air and swollen, and the dough starts to become transparent about 1 minute. Immediately transfer all the dumplings to a plate.
After dumpling and sweet sour chicken done, the next thing is Beijing Kouya rolls. I make thins slices on the duck's meat before putting it on the paper rice. To accompany the duck meats in the rolls, I fry bamboo shoot that already peeled its outer layer and sliced into a thin strand with leeks in the pan with cooking oil. After the bamboo shoot and leeks sent fragrant aroma from the pan, that means it's ready. I put the duck meat that already slices into a thin sheet with bamboo shoot and leeks into the paper rice rolls and wrapped it into a roll. Then Beijing kouya rolls are done.
The last thing to make is tomato soup. I choose tomato soup because it's color is red, and red identic with a celebration in China. It's not a complicated soup, and easy to make
Heat oil in a large saucepan; add onion and cook over medium heat for 5 minutes to lightly brown. Stir in celery, potatoes, broth, and tomatoes. Bring to a boil; reduce heat and simmer, covered, for 30 minutes. Let cool slightly, then purée in a blender or food processor until smooth. Pour back into the saucepan and stir in basil, garlic salt, and pepper; cook for 5 minutes. Check seasonings, if the salt or pepper is lack, add some until the flavor is satisfied
Thankfully, Brother Shao He is helping us. He strong enough to carry the big pot into the prepared table for the feast. It seems during our cooking, my father in law already arrange tables and chairs in the front yard.
After the cooking finish, I feel very tired. It's not easy to prepared dishes for 30-40 only by 2-3 people only. Fortunately, it all can be done half hour before feast starting and cooking rice is no longer hard to make in this time. just put the rice in rice cooker and all is done automatically. There are also blender and mixer which make whisking and stirring ingredient to become easier.

You Ben is a talented young cook in Shi Kingdom. But because of vicious intrigue within the palace, he lost his life in tragic death, followed by his family member.
When he’s opened his eyes, he’s already in someone else body. Someone with the same name as him, You Ben, a small restaurant owner in He Xing city, thousand years ahead from when he died.
Inherit the previous owner memory, You Ben found that the previous owner dies because drown in drinking habit because of his restaurant that once a popular restaurant, plummet in the bottom of food business by dirty tricks that made by his rival, which make him depressed.
Cherishing his second life, You Ben steeled his mind to rejuvenate the previous owner restaurant and bring his cooking skill to renowned in the world.

Genre : Romance with mature content.
Story wrote in the slow pace if you can't wait, sorry, this is my way of writing.

Thailand was a country that was more popular with Westerners just like Japan. Chinese food was popular as well, but due to there being any overseas Chinese people, their food was very much localized. But in contrast, Japanese and Thai food still kept their original colors.

So in America and Europe, many considered Thai food as a refined cuisine.

Pattaya. That was the region they landed at. It was also the most popular tourist destination next to Bangkok. His heart filled with excitement. Just the thought of the emerald green ocean and the street stalls along the streets made him smile.

But by the time they were ready to leave the airport, their hearts grew cold. Martin spoke to them with a questionable face, "I have a mission for you."

"… A mission?"

"Oh, no need to be scared. All you have to do is taste food as usual. Since we came to Thailand, we should fill our bellies. We will also provide you with unlimited funding."

This made them feel even more anxious. Emily glared her eyes and asked, "And?"

"Yes. There's a reason why I'm being so considerate. You have to complete the mission."

"… What's the mission?"

"You don't have to take it so seriously. The mission isn't all that difficult either. Every time you order a dish, you'll collect points. And with every point, you'll get a hint."

"What hint?"

"The location where the next cast is."

That was when Cho Min Joon exclaimed in understanding. That was what Martin said last time as well. That Anderson and Rachel weren't the final cast members. Martin continued in a calm voice, "The two cast members are waiting for you, and you'll be split up into teams."

"Do we have to find one person each?"

"Yes. If you're quick to catch on, you might get an important hint after just one dish and complete the mission, and there's one more thing you need to know."

Martin paused for a moment. By the time their eyes became impatient, he opened his mouth.

"The first team to bring back a cast member will spend the night in the most expensive penthouse in Pattaya, and the losing team will just stay at an average hotel."

Emily's eyes flashed. She was from a wealthy family, but that was how she knew the true worth of Martin's prize. She quickly asked, "How do we decide the teams?"

"I wish I could leave it up to you… But unfortunately, each of the cast members knows two of you. Emily, and Rachel, you can't be on the same team."


"… Are you saying they know both of us?"

"No. One person is your friend and one person is Emily's friend, so you have to find your own friends."

Rachel didn't answer. She didn't like that this person was a friend. After her husband died, she didn't meet up with anybody for 10 years, so she wasn't keen on meeting anybody. That was when she remembered the conversation she shared with Douglas.

'Are you thinking of replacing Douglas with him?'

What did she answer in response? As she had such thoughts, Rachel turned her head to the eyes that were on her. Anderson tried not to show it, but he kept glancing at her. Rachel smiled bitterly. She simply made him a few dishes when he was little, but Anderson seemed to have been very touched by it.

Of course, she didn't hate Anderson's attitude. Who could hate someone who looked up to them and liked them? She even felt sorry. Compared to how much Anderson cared about her, she cared too much about Cho Min Joon.

"I'll work with Anderson."

In response, Anderson looked blank from the surprise but then flashed a smile. Martin smirked at Anderson's response and then asked Emily, "Are you okay with that?"

"… I don't think he'll come even if I ask. I'm fine with being with Min Joon, but is Min Joon okay with that?"

Emily looked back at Cho min Joon. Cho Min Joon grabbed his bag and opened his mouth.

"What should we eat first?"


***

There were four things that stuck out the most on the streets of Pattaya, Thailand. The first was the face of the king. He was all over TV posters, bills, and even taxis. It was so common that one could memorize his face after just one day in Thailand.

The producers gave them a piece of advice in a careful manner. They told them not to point at the king with their fingers. Since the Thai people thought of him as a living Buddha, they could get taken away if they committed any rude behavior.

After that was things related to Hallyu. He had only heard of Hallyu before and never experienced it… He felt weird hearing K-pop at bus stations and shops. He felt proud and embarrassed at the same time. He felt like he was a kid on stage at school, but no one looked at him.

The remaining two were bags and street stalls. Since there was no kitchen in many houses, those Thai people took care of their meals at the street stalls. As a result, the culture of convenient take-away developed, and seeing the clear bags felt fascinating. Dinner. Streets lit up by the sunset, and different dishes contained in clear bags.

Of course, not all dishes were wrapped in bags, and the same went for the stall that Cho Min Joon and Emily were at. On top of a yellow batter cooked on top of a plate of iron was banana, strawberry, and evaporated milk.

A banana rotti was placed in front of them and Emily and Cho Min Joon shared it. They had to eat it as quickly as possible so that they could get their hint. But at the same time, they wanted to enjoy the food as well.

The cooking score was 5. But considering the ingredients, it was hard to taste bad. Inside the chewy batter was the scent of coconut. When the banana and strawberry jam came together, it made Cho Min Joon laugh. Emily opened her eyes wide and stared at him.

"What is it?"

"Haha… It's so sweet and delicious that I feel I committed a crime."

It wasn't a good dish. At least not according to Cho Min Joon's standards, but the flavors were intense. That was the charm of street food.

"There are better foods than this. Come this way."

Emily led Cho Min Joon elsewhere. The sun was setting over the ocean and the shop owners were turning on lamps to light up the streets.

In between the small street stalls were tourists and natives sitting in small chairs and chasing their hunger away. Why was it that inside the busy scenery, he felt something calm and warm?

"This place is nice."

"It's one of the most romantic places in Asia."

In response, Cho Min Joon nodded. At that moment, they heard a loud voice coming from a shop. A Hispanic young man wearing shorts was grimacing in front of a half-eaten roasted chicken. He was cussing.

"Look here, old man. What's wrong with this chicken? It's too chewy. Do you use expired ingredients?"

"Uh… I... can't speak English."

"Well, you can't cook either. It's burnt on the outside. How can you sell this for money?"

The old owner stuttered without being able to answer. The people around them frowned, but no one intervened. Whether they were tourists or natives, they didn't like to get involved in this sort of thing. And the man was quite threatening. No one wanted to mess with him.

Cho Min Joon quietly watched the man's behavior. His eyes turned sharper than usual. While there were those who worked hard to build something, there were always those who tried to bring it down, and Cho Min Joon had never allowed such behavior.

"Min Joon. Hold it in."

He didn't answer. He was already holding it in. That was why he was sitting still, but there was a reason why Cho Min Joon was angrier than the others. That was because he wasn't a chef. He saw the score on the chicken. Unlike what the young man said, he knew the dish was just fine.

[Thai Chicken Breast BBQ]

Freshness: 96%

Origin: (Too many ingredients for an accurate calculation)

Quality: High

Cooking Score: 6

The cooking score was decent for a cheap street dish, and the freshness and quality were great. The street stall didn't mess around with food, so he couldn't accept that he was receiving such criticism.

And by the time the man flipped his dish and the chicken landed on the ground, Cho Min Joon got up from his seat. Emily quickly reached out her hand, but Cho Min Joon was already too far before she could grab his arm.

Cho Min Joon charged in with anger and picked up the chicken from the ground. The man stared at Cho Min Joon. No, it wasn't just the man. It was Emily, the owner, the staff, and the tourists who were watching. Someone was already filming it with their phone.

And in the midst of the gazes, Cho Min Joon took a bite of the dirty chicken. He had once eaten a Norimaki from an unreasonable customer when he did the food truck mission. But this time, the food had already landed on the ground as well, but Cho Min Joon didn't hesitate. He could only refute if he ate the chicken.

People exclaimed either because it was dirty or because they were impressed. The dirt cracked in between his teeth. Cho Min Joon swallowed the meat and looked at the man. The man flinched and then stuck out his chest.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"It's good. It's perfectly chewy. It's not overcooked, and the outer layer has been seared. It's not burnt at all."

"What…?"

"I'm saying you're wrong. You have no right to criticize."

Cho Min Joon spoke in a serious voice, but inside his eyes were rage. And the man noticed that. He laughed.

"So are you telling me to apologize?"

"If you made a mistake, you should apologize. That's what parents taught us to do. DIdn't yours?"

"… What makes you so confident? Do I have to humiliate you to teach you a lesson?"

The man then scanned the cameraman and staff who were nearby. He caught on that they were filming something. He didn't know what show it was, but he noticed what was going on. If he swung his fist in front of the camera, he could get arrested.

But he couldn't back down because of his pride, so the man grabbed Cho Min Joon by the throat. But Cho Min Joon didn't back down either. He glared down at the man.

"Humiliate? I'd only be humiliated if I just shut my mouth here. If I don't say anything now, who'll stand up for me when I get a shitty customer like you?"

"Watch your mouth. You're testing my patience."

"Why are you holding it in now? You were mad just a second ago. You might be able to say whatever you want, but that man can't. Why do you think that is? Because he's not confident in his cooking? Because the meat is bad? No, the meat is just fine. It's cooked well, but that man couldn't say anything because you're his customer. He can't get mad at a customer, but are you even his customer?"

Cho Min Joon glared his eyes. The man was at a loss for words. Normally, people backed down to his size, but Cho Min Joon was pouncing without fear.

The man realized the situation was going to get worse. Just because he was big and strong didn't mean he could lead the situation. It was actually this Asian man who had more power. The power was supported by the other onlookers' support and the camera lens.

Isn't that Cho Min Joon?

Oh, from Grand Chef?

Some people even recognized him. He didn't know what program it was, but he realized he was famous. He was better off not messing with him.

In the end, the man let go of Cho Min Joon's throat. Cho Min Joon straightened his collar and opened his mouth.

"I'll give you a chance."

"A chance?"

"A chance to apologize to this man. If you don't want to..."

Cho Min Joon lifted his finger. His finger pointed at his clenched fist. A cold voice followed.

"You can hit me however you want."

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

The old man unconsciously loosened his arms.

    Thirty minutes later, Xia Yu opened the wet cloth wrapped in the dough, holding a sharp steel knife, and chopping it down. The dough was cut into strips, and then the strips were sprinkled with oil and the board was covered. Layer starch, start pulling noodles!

    It is not easy for novices to pull the noodles, especially if they want to pull out the thin noodles. It is even more difficult. The next performance of Xia Yu makes the old man and the gods of the original people round their eyes.

    A strip of dough turned into a noodles in Xia Yu's hand. He shook hands, and the silk was flying in the air. It was long and flexible, and evenly and evenly.

    Uh... I

    quickly placed three large bowls on the kitchen counter. The silk that was sprinkled with clear oil was stuffed into the hollow sieve spoon. Xia Yu found the empty basin filled with hot water and put thousands of silver wires. Immerse in the water, but take it out in a few seconds and put it into three large bowls.

    Subsequently, the lid of the pressure cooker was uncovered, the spoon was filled with the fragrant soup, a spoonful was a bowl, and three bowls of steaming ramen appeared in the kitchen table.

    Xia Yu distributed the beef slices that had just been fried in the pan, evenly distributed them into a large bowl, and cut the chopped green onions.

    "Get it –" I picked up the apron and Xia Yu didn't look at the ramen that I cooked. Instead, I was reminded of the kitchen system:

    "System: The mirror crystal is consumed, you have mastered the new recipe, and the chef experience has improved. "

    Oh... I

    quickly opened the personal panel. Xia Yu found the "Character's Beef Ramen" that she had just learned through the mirror crystal in the recipes that she had mastered.

    If you complete the initial task, you can get the second recipe "Magic Mapo Tofu".

    "Xia's Beef Ramen" is a green recipe, "Magic Mapo Tofu" is blue, which also represents the final quality of the dish?

    Xia Yu is full of doubts.

    Good recipes can be cooked without food, but it is also based on cooking, giving a culinary recipe to the best recipes in the universe. Even the ingredients are prepared. The food he cooks is also dark. Most of them can't eat that kind of thing.

    Therefore, in Xia Yu's view, the recipe only provides guidance and direction, something similar to the formula, and the specific play depends on the chef's personal cooking.

    But what does the quality of the recipe mean? So Xia Yu asked the system.

    "Green is a general quality recipe, which also refers to the best quality that can be achieved. Blue is a good quality recipe. If cooked properly, there is a probability of glowing dishes." The system answers.

    Glowing dishes!

    The "God's tongue" of the spirit of the restaurant has a small, Chinese small family chaos into the Xia Yu seems normal.

    If you have seen the Chinese small family, it is not difficult to find a truth about cooking: all the dishes that do not shine are not good dishes.

    Is this the same in today's parallel time and space? Xia Yu could not help but contemplate.

    "This is the beef noodle you cooked?"

    A voice behind him woke up Xia Yu and looked back. It turned out that the middle-aged uncle, Shinohara, broke into the kitchen, and Xia Yu opened his mouth and saw the old man next to him. The accustomed to the kitchen to maintain the default attitude, I can only shrug.

    "Yes, please enjoy!"

    Xia Yu seriously took the three bowls to the front.

    Seihara was sitting back in the previous position, Xia Yu took an empty bowl, put the fresh hot ramen in front of him, then turned around and left the empty bowl to disappear.

    The original man who was hung in the seat was stunned, and I did not expect Xia Yu to leave.

    As a novice chef, shouldn't you stand and listen to how the guests evaluate his dishes? Unless he is very confident about his dishes!

    In the eyes, there was a trace of suspicion, and Shenyuan was soaking his nose, and the rich soup and beef flavors sucked into the nose, and the feeling of fluttering was coming back. He couldn't help but whispered: "...a familiar feeling!"

    "How do you taste the bowl of ramen that I had eaten before?" He

    looked down at the bowl and took a sip. Shenyuan was full of intoxication and belly. There seems to be a locust in the screaming, and I don't care much. I pick up the chopsticks and pick up the ramen and send it to the entrance.

    Some are hot, and God is chewing on it, and it is a big difference.

    This is very elastic and tastes great!

    From the first mouth, I couldn't stop. God's original people ate half a bowl. There was a voice next to him to remind him: "You can try the soup. This is the essence of my Xia beef noodles."

    The voice is low and old. There is a sense of stock.

    The original man was raised up, and the old man stood next to him, with an empty bowl in front of him. I don't know when he had wiped out a whole bowl of ramen, and the soup was clean.

    "Soup?" Shenyuan Zhengren realized that he might have missed the essence of a dish. He couldn't help but put down the chopsticks, took a small spoon, and took a spoonful of clear soup in the bowl.

    When the broth is imported, the pores of the original human body are stretched and stretched out. It seems that after a hot spring bath, the mysterious heat flows under the cortex.

    "Bovine bone..."

    "Pepper, cinnamon, grass fruit, ginger skin..."

    "Wait, in addition to beef bones, there is the taste of beef liver? A little chicken soup... 咦, and radish slices, is to absorb grease Let the soup color clear and clear?" With

    his eyes closed, he said to himself, Shenyuan is half-opening his eyes, looking down at half of the beef noodles in front of him, and then looking at the old man standing next to him.

    "Summer boss, your grandson, isn't really a chef?" Shenyuan is unbelievable.

    In terms of taste and taste, this bowl of noodles even surpassed the one he had eaten half an hour ago.

    They are all beef noodles, one is made by grandfather, and the other is made by grandson. According to the level of cooking, the latter is definitely far less than the former. The most direct expression of cooking is the dish.

    However, the two bowls of beef noodles before and after completely broke the common sense of God's heart.

    What's more, he is very aware of the skill level of the old man, and thus he is even more incredible.

    "Not a chef." The old man glared at a face, making it hard to see his inner thoughts. "...the chef is not. To be honest, this is my grandfather, the first time he eats him. The dishes are made." The

    old man glanced at the big bowl that was empty on the table, and his heart was also relishing.

    "You are very lucky, Mr. Godhara."

    "Lucky?"

    "Yes, such a good virgin dish, don't you feel lucky?" The old man squinted slightly.

    The original God Mo Ming felt a chill, and suddenly the chicken nodded like a glutinous rice: "Lucky, very lucky!"

    Xia Yu is cleaning the tableware in the kitchen, and did not deliberately pay attention to the store conversation.

    Ding.

    With the prompt of a system, he completed the initial task of the kitchen god system, and the "Magic Mapo Tofu" recipe appeared in the inventory space.

    "Learning!"

    Xia Yu used the recipe, and a stream of information was stuffed into his head, and his eyes cleared empty after a few seconds.

    "Soybean, broth, tofu, pepper, chili, minced garlic..."

    The material needed for the recipe was read in the heart. The detailed cooking steps were like the movie being repeated in the brain. Xia Yu could not help but try.

Waking up in the world of MHA (My Hero Academia).
But it is not like those fan-fic that I read in which the MC is the same age as the protagonist.

He is 3 years older than Midoriya Izuku.
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"Shit, I don't know who sent me here but at least because you didn't give me Izuku's age"

"And why I keep hearing a damn sound in my head"
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Well this is my first fan-fic I hope you like it

The treaty of bringing together the worlds of
BHNA --- boku no hero academia
SNS --- shokugueki no soma
Kenichi the most powerful disciple
As the story progresses I will try to integrate more.

chinese chicken cooking

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Chronicles of The Great Chicken

The Dragon Prince's Wife is a Translator

Chef God Reborn in Japan

A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

A Sojourn of a Transmigrated Housewife

Little Miss Devil: The President's Mischievous Wife

Reincarnated Chef: Rise of Culinary Tycoon

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