[Food + Relaxation + Farming + Cool Writing + Cultivation]
Lin Xiaowan traveled through time and was bound to the God of Cooking cultivation system.
What she thought was the golden finger: god-level skills, ancient caves, and overnight ascension.
The actual golden finger: two frying pans, one stall, and the daily task: selling snacks.
Can't sell out? Thunder Tribulation is waiting.
Others cultivate immortality: practice hard in seclusion, eat wind and drink dew.
She cultivates immortality: she sets up a stall at the gate of the mountain, cooking and cooking.
From the golden and crispy fried chicken, to the fragrant big elbow, to a bowl of mellow and delicious Buddha Jumping Over the Wall...
The monks of the Lingyun Sect discovered that the items at this outer gate scrap wood stall were getting more and more expensive, and they became more energetic after eating, which made their cultivation more effective.
The elder who said, "A person who lives without grains will not eat ordinary food" later sent his disciples down the mountain to buy them every day.
Lin Xiaowan weighed the spoon, looked at the longer and longer queue behind her, and sighed: "Where's the promised cultivator? Why did I turn the world of cultivators into a snack street?"
This is the story of a cook who used a spatula and a kitchen knife to create a path of "food cultivation" in the world of immortality.
