Food: If I Ask You to Sell Fried Rice at a Stall, Will You Become the God of Food?

After Jiang Chen was reborn, he was bound to a god-level food system. A bowl of golden egg fried rice made Yang Mi, who was maintaining her figure, break her precepts. A plate of stir-fried beef river made Mr. Xing rewrite the God of Cookery script overnight. A box of peeing cow pills makes anorexic patients say they are cured. Then the Qiankun roast goose, the best noodles, the splendid multi-flavored fish, the golden jade clothes, the Buddha jumping over the wall, the ecstasy rice... Everyone said it was so delicious! Tang Yan: From now on, there will be one standard for taking on roles. The chef must be Jiang Chen! Liu Tianxian: I gained 10 pounds while filming a movie, oh oh oh, what should I do if I can't get married? Director: What? Best Director? Don't go, don't go! If you delay my work, let the assistant director go! Assistant Director: Whether you xx like to receive it or not, we can discuss everything, not just work! Urban management: It's noisy, can you take your hand away? That's my meal! From then on, a group of people used all kinds of tricks to get delicious food. Jiang Chen: I'm just a fried rice cook. Do you really think of me as a god of food? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.