Deep in the streets of Jiangzhou, there is a college student who has failed many subjects and makes a living by selling brain roasted chicken racks at a stall.
He has an incredible talent for taste, and can dismantle hundreds of flavors with just one taste, yet he is treated like a street gangster.
I accidentally got a golden finger, the taste playback was activated, and I had the taste of the world at my fingertips.
He can accurately restore any recipe, and the fire and salt levels are exactly the same. He can understand the "emotional value" that even Michelin cannot understand in one bite.
Others rely on the packaging to brag, but he relies on the taste to become a god. When negative reviews come, he can be slapped on the spot.
From a stall in the night market to earning 80,000 yuan a day, Internet celebrities begged for cooperation, and wealthy families rushed to recruit him, but he refused them all.
Insisting on making only authentic street food, teaching stall owners to adjust the heat, helping the elderly change to low sugar, and making the whole city cry with the fragrance of a bowl of snail noodles.
In the future, he will make every street taste good so that those who cook seriously will not be let down.
The world is miserable, but when he pours hot oil on it, the whole street wakes up.
