Investiture of the Gods: I Give King Zhou Luosifen and Get Forced into Becoming the Imperial Preceptor

Li Tie, a food delivery rider, transmigrates into the Shang dynasty as the cook in the imperial kitchen, in charge of manning the wok!

Looking at the bronze cauldrons filling the kitchen, he can't help scratching his head. "You can't make a stew in an iron pot with these things!"

Luckily, he still has the seasoning packets for stinky tofu and river-snail rice noodles!

He sets up a pot of oil, and it sizzles and crackles, sending a smell wafting through the palace faster than Daji's fox tail!

King Zhou comes rushing in, pinching his nose. "What is this stuff? It reeks worse than my Pit of Serpents!"

But after tasting a bite, he slaps his thigh and cries, "Delicious! From now on, Master of the State, you make this for me every meal!"

Daji: "Your Majesty, the smell made my colored contacts fall out!"

Bi Gan: "Oh, ancestors! This stings worse than the Branding Torture. Wake up!"

But King Zhou just turns around and gives it a five-star review. "Quit your nagging! I'm boosting the Master of the State's sales!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.