fter Li Xiaoyu died suddenly, he traveled back to ancient times. His uncle was an official, and his parents ran a big restaurant.
He ate and slept every day. Except for the fact that this body was incontinent, everything else was fine, so he became a salted fish with peace of mind.
As a result, when he was fifteen years old, his uncle was demoted to the border, and the chefs of his parents' big restaurant ran away, and the business was getting worse and worse.
It was easy to get things done with talented people in the court, so the Li couple decided to close the restaurant and go to the border to join their uncle. The Li
couple, who had no talent, opened a small restaurant at the border,
but because they didn't have a good chef, the business was terrible, and they lived a miserable life all day.
Li Xiaoyu, who was a chef in his previous life, couldn't lie down anymore.
There were a lot of cattle and sheep, so they could grill and hot pot.
The food was monotonous, so they served all kinds of desserts, stir-fried dishes, stews, and fried snacks.
Slipping down a dark path can be pretty self-destructive. Especially when you can't come out.
"I need you, Charles... I need you now".
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Disclaimer/trigger warning: This story is not for underage readers. It contains smut, use of alcohol/drugs, abuse, (domestic) violence and episodes of (light) depression
Disclaimer 2: The personalities in my book are not similar nor related to their real-life personalties.
This book is a fanfic story. I love the F1, but I do not know everything. I am sorry if there are mistakes.
Started: 07-11-2022
Finished: 17-09-2023