Ah Yue is an ordinary little cook. Her lifelong dream is to open a small restaurant of her own, and then save money to marry... No, marry an honest accountant. Until that day, she picked up a man from the back mountain who was so handsome that people and gods were outraged, but was also injured to the point of being left half breathless. In line with the principle that "doctors are benevolent, so are cooks", Ah Yue tried her best to use Shiquan Dabu Decoction and Buddha Jumping Over the Wall to get people back from the gate of hell. Before leaving, the man gave her a crumpled thread-bound book and said solemnly: "Girl, I can't repay you for your kindness. This is my family's ancestral recipe. I hope you will read it carefully." Ah Yue: Oh, it's ancestral? You have to study hard! Professional skills up up! So - in order to make the powerful "braised lion's head", she used her palms every day and felt that her palm power was getting stronger and stronger, and she could break three rolling pins with one palm. In order to perfect the drawing skills of "drawing yam", she moved around every day, as light as a swallow, between the stove and the oil pan without dripping oil. Three years later, Ah Yue became the best cook in a hundred miles around. She was an expert at cooking a spoon with one hand, and she made a lot of noise with a kitchen knife. It happened that a martial arts conference was held in the local area. Ah Yue thought that this would be a good opportunity to promote the restaurant, so she carried an iron pot and a kitchen knife on her back and set up a stall next to the conference venue. Unexpectedly, a certain second-generation martial artist came to make trouble and destroyed her stall. Ah Yue's anger started in his heart, and his evil grew in his courage. He picked up the iron pot and made a "Tiger Down the Mountain" move, which was actually the starting move of a braised lion's head. There was a "clang" sound, and the troublemaker fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
