At the Beginning, He Joined the Jing'an Department and Relied on His Cooking Skills to Survive in Troubled Times.

When Lu Yang woke up, he was already in the dungeon of the Jing'an Division of the Dacheng Dynasty. In this era, Northern Di invaded from the South, pirates were rampant, and the Jing'an Department was responsible for arrests, assassinations, and intelligence gathering. And Lu Yang, an outsider with unknown origins, was treated as a spy and imprisoned, with his life hanging by a thread. The only way to survive is to join the Jing'an Division and sneak into the largest gold selling cave in Linyang City, Baihua Building, to investigate. On the surface, it is a restaurant with a beautiful scenery and endless romance. Secretly, Jing'an Division sent two people in one after another, one went crazy and the other never came out. A floating corpse with an empty stomach and a strange smell floated across the ferry. Horse-drawn carriages drive at night in the back alleys, with black cloth and no lights. From the east window on the second floor, gray-white ghostly figures stare at me every night. We don't want a cook here, just someone who can live past fifteen. But Lu Yang chose to use a bowl of clear soup and white jade silk to step into the deepest forbidden place of Baihua Tower overnight. That night, a ghost came out of the window and the golden bell was silent. Lu Yang stood under the wall of Baihua Building with a kitchen knife in his hand, looking at the window on the second floor that was as dark as a tomb, and finally understood. In this world, cooking can help you survive. You can also turn people into dishes.