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Gourmet Guide: A Culinary Journey
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The blazing sun beat down on me, sweat pouring from my forehead like it was free. While others were elegant and wealthy, I was just a round and unremarkable figure, a shining orb among a sea of master's degree holders.
Standing in front of the Honor Roll, I wiped the sweat from my neck with a handkerchief, and the sight before me sent a chill through my heart.
My thesis had been plagiarized! Stolen by my advisor! All the hard work I had put in over three months had been appropriated by someone else in an instant!
Everything was gone; I felt utterly useless.
Days of dieting had left me weak and frail, all for the sake of attending a matchmaking event for older singles. My mother had boasted to potential suitors that I would soon be publishing a significant piece in a well-known journal...
And yet, after only drinking water, I had gained two pounds. With my thesis stolen, I felt like I had lost everything.
A sudden idea struck me, and I rushed to the dumpling shop I passed by every day. I ordered eight baskets of soup dumplings. In the past, I could only drool over them; now that I had nothing left to lose, why not indulge?
To my surprise, as I was eating...
I set two goals for myself: first, to find a romantic partner who would take me on culinary adventures; second, to master the art of cooking seafood myself. The former was the ultimate goal, while the latter was more attainable. I was determined to thrive on this path of indulgence until...
“Ling Tan, are you planning to run?” A cold glint appeared from nowhere and was suddenly pressed against my neck.
The person holding the sword wore a dark blue outfit and was somewhat handsome, but usually seeing him made my appetite vanish.
I set down the half-eaten dumpling in my hand and pushed aside more than ten empty baskets. “What’s this, Shu Zhan Constable? Is it illegal to eat too much these days?”
Looking into my eyes was like a wealthy merchant, bloated and satisfied, who happened to stumble upon a beautiful girl selling herself to bury her father. His eyes lit up with a gleam of excitement. He raised an eyebrow and declared, "You’re scamming on the streets; fifteen days in jail for you."
I immediately began to sob, "Please spare me this time, Constable Shu Zhan! I promise to wash away my past and become a good citizen from now on, disappearing from your sight and never causing you trouble again!"
...
In my previous life, I could confidently claim that aside from being overweight, I was a versatile talent.
After my reincarnation, the excess flesh had vanished, and now I was truly a jack-of-all-trades.
To serve this mouth and trick some money—oh no, I meant to earn some money—wasn't it just a matter of using my brain?
I set up a stall on the busiest street in Li'an City, offering fortune-telling and name-changing services, starting at a price of one thousand taels. People are inherently drawn to the extravagant; the more unreasonable the price, the more they believe it must be good. So I was like Jiang Taigong fishing—whoever was foolish would take the bait.
The first one thousand taels came from a middle-aged man with the surname Cai. I folded his birth chart into an airplane and sent it flying towards his forehead. He exclaimed "Ouch!" and I solemnly declared, "Your fate has been altered; from today onward, you shall be called Cai Tai Xian."
Though I spoke mysteriously, Cai Tai Xian nodded thoughtfully and murmured, "Yes, great virtue and capability; this name is indeed wonderful."
My second customer was a tea merchant named Xie, who brought his grandchild in swaddling clothes for a name change. I pretended to be serious as I calculated with my fingers and rolled my eyes before stating earnestly, "Let’s call him Xie Tingfeng; he will surely carry on the Xie family's prosperous legacy."
"Thunderous might, unstoppable edge; such dominance!" Xie nodded at his grandson with a look that said, "This money was well spent."
Just as these two transactions allowed me to enjoy a meal in East Street of Li'an City, trouble arrived.
Cai Tai Xian was the most renowned chef at the Huang He Grand Restaurant in Li'an City. Ever since he changed his name, he inexplicably began adding salt to his dishes, making everything in Li'an unbearably salty. Diners were left speechless, and some even felt as if they might just float away like the Yellow Crane.
Xie, the young grandson, had just earned the name Xie Tingfeng when his family's tea shop was shut down by the authorities due to issues with their tea.
In the midst of all this chaos, the two of them teamed up to report me to the Yamen.
Life was tough these days.
Shu Zhan Yan chased me for five streets with a fierce determination to drive me out of Li'an. Sure enough, once I left Li'an, he stopped pursuing me, so I stealthily returned.
I had no choice; my obsessive-compulsive tendencies compelled me to finish every morsel of food on East Street in Li'an. There were still West, South, North, and Central Streets waiting for my patronage. As a qualified foodie, how could I abandon Li'an?
Subjectively, I thought that while Shu Zhan Yan had a certain charm about him, there was no way someone like him could be the male lead in my story. I needed to keep my distance.
However, the objective reality was that I couldn't get too far from him because Shu Zhan Yan's sword was still pointed at my neck. His slender eyes held a melancholic expression, and his solitary demeanor radiated an aura as if everyone owed him eighteen coins and had no intention of repaying.
After a tense standoff that felt like an eternity, it was clear he was immune to my weak and pleading demeanor. With no other option, I sighed and said, "Fine, I'll go with you."
As he slowly moved the sword away from my neck, I still felt anxious and added, "Can I take these remaining buns with me?"
Shu Zhan Yan: "……"
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