All things have a spirit, and ingredients awaken.
A chicken kicks open the door of a takeout shop, challenges a boss who makes prepared meals to a cook-off, and declares a culinary duel.
The loser becomes the winner's next meal.
Fan Zhenxiang: "I'm just a guy who makes prepared meals. Why the hell am I fighting a chick..."
The God of Rules: "Approved! The culinary duel challenge is valid."
His father was the King of Chefs across the Seven Continents, until the Rice Immortal beat him and left all humanity without rice.
His mother hid him away for fifteen years. Now ingredients from all over the world are lining up to challenge him to culinary duels.
He has just one request:
"Bro Chicken, you're only using the drumettes, right? Can I use the rest? I don't want to waste anything."
Here,
Someone eats fried chicken wings and sees Colonel KFC doing a pole dance.
Someone eats fried rice and sees a city reduced to ashes by war.
The female judge turns bright red after tasting the food, while the male judge bursts into tears.
Can a stingy prepared-meal boss really defeat ingredients from around the world with nothing but scraps and an unconventional style of cooking?
