Bro, I’m Going to Be a Goddess Chef in This Life!

Lin Fang stared dumbfounded at the sea of people below the stage, all pointing at her and whispering.

Looking down, she saw a chopping board in front of her, with all kinds of vegetables, fruit, and meat laid out beside it. A pot of water was bubbling away.

She had been chasing a thief just moments ago, then got hit by a car and sent flying in the rush. She had actually transmigrated!

The host's voice boomed through the loudspeaker.

"Miss Lin Fang? Miss Lin Fang? Are you all right?"

Uh... She stared blankly at the cleaver in her hand and the white clothes she was wearing. But wait!

Why were these clothes so puffy?

She reached out and felt them. What the hell are these two round things growing on my body?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.