Last Dish

In 2124, fast food civilization has replaced traditional diet for nearly a hundred years. Just three capsules with three meals a day - red for energy, blue for repair, and green for mood stability. No one takes time to eat anymore, no one knows what "taste" actually is. But everyone knows that there was once something truly delicious. History textbooks record the eight major cuisines, Michelin restaurants, and street food. The documentary shows the trembling sheen of braised pork, the mountains and seas contained in a jar of Buddha Jumping over the Wall, and the knife skills of Wensi Tofu as thin as hair. The children asked: "Did those things really exist?" The parents replied: "They did. But I haven't eaten them either." This is an era when everyone knows that delicious food once existed, but no one can really touch it. Until that day, an orphan who had never eaten real food was chosen as the successor by ninety-nine deceased masters. There are nine dead people living in his mind - Liao Jiuling of Sichuan cuisine is the most abusive, Chen Qingyan of Huaiyang cuisine is as gentle as a mother, Kong Fanzhang of Shandong cuisine is calm and taciturn, and Ou Dexing of Cantonese cuisine is lazy but on point... Ninety-nine people, ninety-nine personalities, ninety-nine unfinished lives. And his only clue was a pot of old soup that had been stewed for sixty years. Someone asked him: "How long have you had this pot of soup?" "Sixty years," he said. The man was silent for a long time. "It tastes great. My pot of soup is gone." He looked at the gurgling pot. "You are a pot of soup, I hope you can stay here forever." He didn't know how to answer. He was just guarding the pot of soup and the smell that was about to run out.