I’m the God of Cooking. What’s Wrong with Knowing a Few Knife Skills?

In the ancient East, there was a special little shop. The shopkeeper had turned down Michelin ratings several times. This shop... Michelin: “Wait, your food is good enough to earn three stars, but we haven’t even done anything yet.” Wen Yan: “Oh, you mean the giant dragon called Michelin. That has nothing to do with you.” A basket of crab roe soup dumplings costs 888, and a serving of plain noodles costs 666. Some special dishes can’t be bought at any price. Most infuriating of all, the shop often closes without warning. They say the owner goes out to hunt for fresh ingredients. Wen Yan: “Wait, as a God of Cooking, isn’t it perfectly reasonable for me to go collect some ingredients?” “And what gives you the right to say what I caught was a dragon?” “It’s clearly just a python, albeit a little bigger than usual!” “Those things on its head aren’t horns. They’re coral that got stuck there by accident! That’s right, the things that look like claws are coral too.”