Datang: as an Imperial Chef, I Never Leave My Body with a Knife

Traveling to a parallel time and space similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, Xia Lan became a sixth-grade imperial chef. I wanted to live a life of rich food and spicy food, but unexpectedly a state banquet shattered my great dream. Li Er: "You may not believe it when I tell you. Before I met Xia Lan, I seemed to have eaten rice fields for decades." Wei Zheng: "Is this the legendary Laotan pickled cabbage noodles? I understand the principle, but why are they served in pots?" Soldier: "You don't need anything to go into battle. Each person must have three bags of spicy strips, the kind from the Chrysanthemum Crematorium." Changsun Wugou: "I heard that Xia Lan knows how to cook a dish, and I have a bold idea." When the prosperity faded, Xia Lan suddenly looked back and discovered a cruel fact. Xia Feng: "Didn't we agree to be a cook? Why do all the work of solving crimes and expeditions in the three provinces and six departments fall under my control? This will cost more money." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.