[No CP. All recipes in this novel are fictional. Any resemblance to real people or recipes is purely coincidental.]
The strongest culinary cultivator on the Xuanwu Continent failed to advance and died. By a twist of fate, his soul ended up in the body of a poor young man in the modern world. To regain his cultivation as quickly as possible and learn about this world, Lin Yang decided to return to his old trade and start with a street-food stall.
After all, people in this world loved good food, and even their myths featured a god of cooking. He was a mighty culinary cultivator at the Deification stage. He might not be anything special, but compared with ordinary people, this should be a piece of cake!
He worked diligently, and in the end things went just as Lin Yang had predicted: he won countless kind-hearted diners. But why wasn't it anything like the food novels he'd read?
And why were the protagonists in food novels all hailed as gods of cooking descended to earth, while he was dubbed the King of Dark Cuisine?!!
The diners who ate Lin Yang's cooking every day in the hope that someday they'd never have to eat his food again cried: Heavens above! Is there really no food in this world that's both good for you and delicious? Every time they thought his latest dish had reached the limit of what humans could endure, the next one was somehow even worse! They weren't even asking for delicious anymore. Just something normal and ordinary!
Of course, it would be even better if Boss Lin didn't suddenly get an idea and keep coming up with new dishes! Once a year would be fine, too. Just not so often! Their taste buds couldn't take it!
Lin Yang, crowned King of Dark Cuisine but refusing to accept the title: ? How can my hard work be a bad thing?!
