Great Tang: As the Imperial Chef, I Never Leave My Knife Behind

After transmigrating to a parallel world that was about 70 to 80 percent like the Tang Dynasty, Xia Lan became a sixth-rank imperial chef.

He had hoped to live a lazy life of good food and drink, but a state banquet shattered his grand dream.

Li Er: "You might not believe this, but before I met Xia Lan, it felt like I'd been eating dung for decades."

Wei Zheng: "So this is the legendary pickled-cabbage instant noodles? I understand the reasoning, but why serve them in a basin?"

Soldier: "We don't need anything else for the campaign. Every man must have three bags of spicy strips, the kind that sends you straight to the chrysanthemum crematorium."

Changsun Wugou: "I hear Xia Lan can make a dish that can fx. I have a bold idea."

After all the splendor had faded, Xia Lan looked back and realized a cruel truth.

Xia Feng: "Weren't I supposed to be a chef? How come I'm in charge of solving cases and leading campaigns across all six ministries and three provinces? That calls for extra pay!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.