You Asked Me to Run a Fish Stall, and I Turned It Into a Michelin Star?

Huang Xiaobao has barely graduated from college when his unreliable parents stab him in the back, and he somehow ends up back in his hometown, inheriting their rundown fish stall in the local market.

He thought he was destined to spend his life as an ordinary fishmonger, but every customer he meets is more outrageous than the last.

“Boss, I can’t cook. Could you gut this fish and make me some Sichuan boiled fish?”

“Boss, it’s my birthday today. Please put together a whole feast of fish for me!”

Huang Xiaobao is at his wits’ end. He’s just a fishmonger, not a restaurant owner!

Luckily, he awakens the God of Cooking System. With nothing but an ordinary cleaver, he can perform god-tier cooking, and one dish of fish with pickled mustard greens is enough to leave the entire market swooning.

And so, the restaurant scene in Jianghai City is treated to an utterly ridiculous sight.

Other people need licenses and lavish renovations to open restaurants, but his shabby fish stall doesn’t even have a proper table.

Yet billionaires, anorexic heiresses, and influencers with tens of millions of followers all show up every day with little stools, lining up at the stall to be fed.

When an arrogant Michelin-starred chef comes to expose him as a fraud, he takes one bite of steamed sea bass and drops to his knees, begging to become Huang Xiaobao’s apprentice.

Watching the big shots fight over seats outside his fish stall every day, Huang Xiaobao lets out a helpless sigh.

I really just wanted to sell fish in peace. How did you people force me into becoming a nationally famous master chef?