Braised noodles, braised pork, ground pot chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall...
Every dish is tempting the taste buds of ancient people.
Li Jing: "The braised pork is mine, so don't take it away."
Cheng Yaojin: "If this Buddha jumps over the wall and the bald donkey eats it, he will return to secular life."
Fang Xuanling: "Let my son work as a chef with you from now on, and marry someone who is studying to be a chef."
Li Er, with a question mark on his face, looked at the people feasting.
"Okay, you've been hiding it from me, right? Hurry up and leave some for me."
Yang Jun became popular with his cooking skills.
"I heard that the Turks' cattle and sheep are of the highest quality, and the roasted lamb chops must be very suitable. With a wave of Li Er's hand, hundreds of thousands of troops defeated the Turks.
"Tubo food is also good"
Li Er didn't say anything but still hit...
This is "This dish should only be found in heaven, and how many times can you smell it in the human world." "
