On the First Day of Setting up the Stall, Wenzong Gave Me an IOU

Traveling back to the Dayan Dynasty, Chen Yan took over a food stall with a dead father, a debt of thirty taels, and no one at the end of the alley. In his previous life, he was a gourmet UP owner with millions of fans, but in this life, he only had a broken pot at the beginning. Until a drunken old man smelled the smell and came to eat, and after finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth—— If you don't have money, you can pay for it on credit with a piece of tattered paper. Chen Yan put the stack of paper on the table leg for half a month. Later, everyone in the county realized that it was not waste paper. It was an authentic painting by Wenzong Li Shisan, whose words were hard to find and had not been seen in person for ten years. —— Li Shisan brought Du Twelve to have a meal. Du Twelve brought the Painting Saint to have a meal. The painting saint brought the crazy guest to have a meal. Reputable people in Dayan Dynasty lined up to give credit to his stall, leave calligraphy treasures, and support him. Someone asked him: From whom did you learn this craft? Chen Yan thought for a while: In his previous life, he read ancient books for three months and tried to destroy thirty-seven bamboo knives. He made the famous imperial dish that has been passed down for 130 years. The powerful men in the city bought the recipe for twenty taels and copied it back, but they couldn't make it taste that good. A bowl of noodles, a plate of fish, and a pot. From the deepest alley in Qinghe County, all the way to Yan Jing's state banquet. [No CP · Career flow · Unsystematic · Dimensionality reduction of modern cuisine in ancient times]