I Am the God of Cooking, and Everyone in the Sect Is Greedy for Crying.

Traveling through the world of cultivating immortals, he was still a kitchen boy. After waiting for half a month, the "most powerful God of Cooking System" finally awakened - I threw the spatula angrily and said, "Will you be a cook in this world of flying and escaping?" Who knew that a bowl of braised noodles would allow the outer disciples to break through the bottleneck and receive rave reviews. My vegetables can actually increase the size of bones and clear away hidden wounds! From then on, the brothers at Shenjianfeng fought for food, and the sect master and the ancestor almost turned against each other over a mouthful of soup. "You are a common man, a gray-bearded old thief, put down your labor and labor for the soup!" No, you haven't had a meal before.