Lin Youyou's life plan has only eight words: to eat and wait until death, and to lie down and retire. As the most insignificant kitchen disciple in the down-and-out sect "Guiyun Sect", her daily KPI is to prepare meals on time and skip some meat to eat by herself. Until one day, she picked up a tattered ancient book at the foot of the mountain. The book was called Recipes. Lin Youyou was ecstatic: Great! We can improve the food for our senior brothers and sisters! But as she practiced, she found something was wrong. The book said "simmer over low heat", and she felt a fire ignited in her pubic area; the book said "knead the dough three thousand times", and she slapped the kneading chopping board to pieces; the book said "stirring the spoon one hundred times", and she danced in the air with a big iron pot, leaving an afterimage. One day, a rival sect came to kick the gym. Seeing that his leader and senior brother were knocked down with one move, Lin Youyou was so anxious that he slapped them with a spatula... As a result, the opponent flew away. It really flew. In a literal sense. | The whole place was silent. The leader on the hospital bed held her hand, with tears in his eyes: "Youyou, the future of the Guiyun Sect depends on you!" The senior brother who was left with only one breath said: "Junior sister... Awesome." The only five junior brothers and sisters in the entire sect looked at her with sparkling eyes. Lin Youyou: "..." Help! I'm really just a cook! This cookbook is not a cookbook at all! I just want to lie down and not revitalize the sect!
