Wu Chengzan, the chef of the state banquet, woke up and found that he had traveled to a parallel world without delicious food.
There are no stir-fries, no stews, no steaming, stewing, stir-frying, and stewing. People only eat to take in nutrients. The so-called "meals" are only gray nutritional blocks and synthetic fast food produced on the assembly line.
The salt is in the chemistry textbook, the sugar is in the industrial raw material warehouse, and the pepper is sealed in the waste tank with experiment number 0387.
This world never knows what "delicious" means.
Until Wu Chengzan set up an iron pot in a ten-square-meter iron shed.
At four o'clock in the morning, at the intersection of Old Street, he lit the world's first fire.
A bowl of noodles mixed with scallion oil makes the insomniac programmer cry and say, "I seem to remember my childhood";
A pot of braised pork will make a rich man who has eaten all over the world close his eyes and say "I haven't felt hungry in a long time";
A plate of Mapo Tofu allows people who have never experienced "spicy" to taste what it means to be "alive" for the first time.
Five thousand years of fireworks and the memories of 1.4 Billion people are slowly waking up in his pots and stoves.
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Top-notch line drawings, this book really contains the spirit of human beings recovering step by step.
It's very interesting, and it's a breath of fresh air among food novels, but it's a bit verbose.
Get one for yourself
Top-notch line drawings, this book really contains the spirit of human beings recovering step by step.
It's very interesting, and it's a breath of fresh air among food novels, but it's a bit verbose.