When others traveled through time, it was the Son of God coming to the world, but when Lu Changyan traveled through time, he was thrown into a septic tank.
After waking up, he had a "Recipe for All Things" in his mind and a broken iron pot in his Dantian. What others see as poisonous waste is all top-quality food in his hands—monster meat polluted by turbid air? It was fermented for seven days and fried into stinky tofu. The sword fairy broke through on the spot after eating it. The internal organs of the Rotten Bone Spirit Fish? It was boiled into a sauce and mixed with noodles, and the killer recovered from his hidden wounds after eating it. Contaminated demon pill? Roll into balls and sell them as jelly beans, starting with a five-hundred-spirit stone.
Lu Changyan is very pragmatic. He opened a small restaurant in the Sanguan area at the junction of good and evil. The signature dishes were clearly marked with prices, and job postings for handymen were posted at the door all year round.
Then his store changed.
The woman in the white dress holding the plate is the number one swordsman on the right path. She firmly believes that Lu Changyan is a hidden immortal, and she brings tea and water every day just to ask him to show him the way. The little girl who was lighting the fire in the kitchen was a princess of the Phoenix tribe. She was bought by Lu Changyan with three roast chickens. Now she squats in front of the stove every day, spitting fire, swearing on her lips, and keeping the heat in her hands exactly right. The young man who settled the accounts at the counter was the defected killer of Yingshalou. He swore to leave as soon as his injury healed. As a result, his injury healed early and he was still cleaning the table. The storyteller at the door was a scholar with a crow's mouth, and he could tell all bad things. Lu Changyan asked him to stand at the door every day and shout, "Business will definitely not be good today", and then people would queue up from the beginning to the end of the alley.
By the way, there is also a fat orange cat. He would lie on the stove all day eating and drinking, and when he was full, he would turn over and bask in the sun. No one knew that it was the Great Sage of the Demon Clan, the Sky-Swallowing Tiger, who was plotted against by his enemies.
Lu Changyan was too lazy to expose these movie kings.
