Introduction: The soul of a star-rated chef transcends the wronged fool, and the god-level cooking system comes to his account. Xu Damao provokes? The spatula hit him and he ran away with his head in his arms; Qin Huairu sucked blood? The cold face left her speechless. I am in charge of the kitchen of the steel rolling mill, the aroma of braised pork fills the courtyard, I exchange food stamps for respect, I set the rules with my fists, I have the final say in this courtyard from now on!
It looked good, but it ended a bit abruptly