Illustrated Guide to Food from Another World

When Shen Ye opened her eyes, the sweet smell of Blue Star gas leakage was still lingering in her throat. On the spiritual vein detection stone, the light patterns were dead. The family didn't even raise an eyelid, and with a banishment order, he was kicked to the ungrateful place at the foot of the Warcraft Mountains - Ivy Town. His whole possessions were half a piece of moldy black bread and three copper coins. The copper plate was knocked away by someone with a sap on the way back to town, and I didn't even see who did it. He collapsed in the haystack of the abandoned blacksmith shop, the walls of his stomach twitched and rubbed, and cold sweat trickled down his temples into his collar. Then the thing went off. Chinese Food Illustration - There is no golden light, no mechanical sound, just a line of words, burning into the retina like a soldering iron. The moment the first fried dough stick fell into the boiling oil, the sound of the oil exploding was like thunder. From soy milk and fried dough sticks to Manchu-Han banquet. From the rusty iron cauldron in the ruins to the maelstrom of imperial power. A legend who used a spatula to influence the destiny of the country exploded from the first wisp of oil smoke in Ivy Town. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.