Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

boom--

A violent explosion rang out, and flames shot up from the bottom of the pot, rushing towards them. Chef Shen Qing lost consciousness for a moment.

In the last part of her memory, she vaguely saw a sea of ​​fire, but she still felt sorry for the dish that had long since turned to ashes.

After an unknown amount of time, I faintly heard a low sobbing sound.

The hard bed beneath her made her feel uncomfortable all over.

I barely opened my eyes and saw a dilapidated roof with light shining through in a few places. Looking around, I saw a broken bed and tattered blankets, paper windows, and a few broken earthenware pots piled up haphazardly in the corner.

A woman, about forty years old, sat by the bed. She was well-maintained, but her eyes were lifeless, and she kept crying.

Shen Qing was a little confused about the situation and suddenly sat up, making the bed creak.

The woman's face lit up with joy: "My dear, you're awake?" As she spoke, she groped around on the bed with her hands, her tearful eyes still lifeless.

This woman...can't see?

Shen Qing stretched out his palm and waved it in front of the woman's eyes, but the woman's eyes remained unfocused.

I really can't see it, what's going on?

Just as she was feeling lost and confused, a memory that didn't belong to her suddenly surfaced in her mind.

After all that fuss, it turns out she's traveled through time.

The original owner was also named Shen Qing. She was sixteen years old this year and was a soft and sweet girl who had never had to worry about food or clothing and was loved by her parents.

Shen's father runs a restaurant in Ping'an County, and the business is doing well. Over the years, he has accumulated some wealth.

Shen's mother was gentle and kind, and she and Shen's father were very loving. She doted on the original owner's only daughter.

The family was originally warm and happy, but unfortunately, fate was unkind. Shen's father died unexpectedly, and since he had no male heirs, the huge family property, including the restaurant, was seized by the original owner's cousin, Shen Chengzong.

Not content with just inheriting the family fortune, her cousin's family also drove the original owner and her daughter out of their original mansion, forcing them to move into this small, dilapidated house.

After losing her husband, Shen's mother cried every night and worried about her daughter's future. Her tears never stopped, and she went blind in just a few days.

Although the original owner of this body was not exactly pampered from childhood, he was still raised on a life of luxury. When he first moved into this dilapidated house, he was not used to anything and caught a cold. He became so ill that he could not get out of bed and eventually passed away.

The body now houses not that soft, sweet young girl, but Shen Qing, a modern man in his early twenties who has become a five-star chef.

After processing these memories, Shen Qing sighed softly.

She was an orphan in modern times and had always been aloof. She couldn't empathize with the original owner's experiences; at most, she only felt some sympathy.

Faced with Shen's mother, who was in tears, she was somewhat at a loss.

"Mother~" she called out somewhat awkwardly, her voice hoarse.

Shen's mother was the original owner's only relative. Now that she had transmigrated, she should take good care of Shen's mother in place of the original owner.

"Oh, oh, my daughter, you're finally awake! How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?" Shen's mother responded repeatedly, her gaze unfocused but her expression full of concern.

"Mother, I'm fine, I'm all better."

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright. No matter what, your health is the most important thing. I'll go get you something to eat. You must be hungry. I'm warming up some steamed buns for you in the pot."

Shen's mother stumbled to her feet and slowly groped her way to get some food.

"Mother, please sit down, I'll go get it." Shen Qing hurriedly got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and helped his mother sit down.

No matter how cold-hearted she was, she couldn't just stand by and watch a blind man work.

The stove was still warm. When the lid was lifted, there were two steamed buns inside, dark in color, clearly made from coarse flour.

Shen Qing put the steamed buns into a bowl and brought it to his mother.

"Mother, have some steamed buns." By now, she could call her mother much more naturally.

"I've already eaten. This is for you, my dear. Eat up. You've been sick for so long, and you haven't had a proper meal in days. Eat up."

The warm steamed buns were back in Shen Qing's hands.

Glug glug—

Shen Qing's stomach suddenly growled.

Okay, this body is indeed hungry.

She didn't refuse anymore and took a small bite.

It's slightly dry at first bite, with a rough texture, requiring constant chewing to swallow, and it can even be a bit choking.

It tastes terrible.

As a five-star chef, Shen Qing is very particular about her own meals. To be honest, she found it hard to swallow such simple and coarse steamed buns.

Unfortunately, even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. She had seen when she got the steamed buns that the family was so poor that they didn't even have many of these left.

Alas, her superb culinary skills have no chance to be displayed. Is she going to have to find work in a restaurant? Could women in ancient times work as chefs in restaurants?

Shen Qing frowned, his thoughts racing.

Just then, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in my mind:

[Exceptional culinary skills detected, currently binding... Binding successful!]

[Congratulations, host, on binding with the Gourmet System]

Shen Qing's pupils dilated in shock; she hadn't expected that such a thing as a system actually existed.

That makes sense. If you've already experienced time travel, what else is impossible?

But what's the use of this food system? Is it just to provide her with ingredients?

Shen Qing was filled with questions when, just then, the mechanical voice rang out again.

[Task 1: Conquer the ancients with deep-frying. Host, please set up a stall and sell 1,000 servings of crispy fried chicken. Reward: 500 taels of silver]

Just then, a system panel glowing with blue light rose up in the void.

Shen Qing raised his hand and clicked on the stall cart, chicken, flour, oil, and seasonings.

The next moment, a large bag of seasonings appeared out of thin air in her hand, startling Shen Qing.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Shen asked, as if she had heard some noise.

Shen Qing repeatedly said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just accidentally lost my balance."

Ignoring her mother's nagging, she hurriedly looked around, afraid that other things might appear out of nowhere and arouse her mother's suspicion.

However, after waiting for a long time, nothing else appeared except for the packet of seasoning.

Shen Qing wanted to ask the system, but the system didn't respond at all.

She summoned the system panel and clicked on the procurement module, trying to see if chicken and other items would also appear out of thin air.

After trying for a long time, there was still no response; instead, the system kept prompting that the purchase limit for the day had been exceeded.

About half an hour later, a shout suddenly came from outside the door:

"Was this chicken ordered by your family?"