God of Food Inn: Getting Beaten Up by the God of Food from the Start

"Boss, where are the enoki mushrooms?" asked a repeat customer of Mituan Delivery, sending a picture of a bowl of rice noodles in a clay pot.

"In your crotch."

"Heh, what a polite young man."

"You're an old man already. You should be happy just to get a meal. Why complain about this and that? Want to come work at my shop? I'll throw in two extra slaps for you to eat."

And so, when a kindly old Food God showed up looking for a fight, carrying a fine cauldron immortal artifact decorated with auspicious beast and cloud patterns, a story began about a blunt-tempered cook making food and climbing to the pinnacle of life.

What? Why do restaurants have to be called inns these days? Simple: the manager, Huang Xiaolv, is a blunt, socially inept shut-in who does whatever he likes.

A slice-of-life story with one female lead!

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