Time in the Alley

After Li Ping'an took over the ancestral noodle shop "Muji", he discovered that his grandfather left behind more than just an old pot. Late at night, the oil-stained old cookbook will turn the pages on its own, and unfamiliar handwriting will appear: "The thirty-seventh flavor: the amber of time - those whose heartstrings are too tight need to be softened by the sweetness of slowing down time." The next day, as expected, an elite investment banker who was driven crazy by the deadline came to the door, just looking for a cup of caramel pudding in his memory. Only then did Ping An realize that he had inherited the "Weixiu" inheritance. The stove is his dojo, and food is his magic— A bowl of ice-flower fried dumplings can dissolve the sanitation worker's tears that have been frozen for thirty years; An elbow of three tempered flames can temper the old craftsman's anger that burns family ties; And every taste of life that is successfully harmonized will turn into a stream of light to complete the awakening "Hundred Flavors Spectrum". When the demolition team's bulldozers roared in, When capital smiles and hands out generous compensation, Ping An silently opened the yellowing pages of the spectrum. I saw that the latest line of ink was wet: "Guard the flavor like a city—protect the soul of an alley with an array of hundreds of flavors." The tip of the tongue is psychic, and the seven emotions enter the taste. This is a heart-warming battle that uses food to heal people's hearts and repair the soul of the city.