Traveling to a country where people only eat rice and white noodles, Ye Zimeng is very sad. She has no skills but no ingredients. Even the system that comes with time travel is useless, especially when you see all kinds of ingredients passing in front of you, but you can't touch them! I almost wanted to die.
Emperor: There are marine beasts that protect the country, carps, crucian carp, catfish, eels... In the river.
Ye Zimeng's eyes are filled with stars: steamed, sweet and sour, braised in braised sauce, fried in sauce!
Emperor: In the forest grow the sacred beasts that protect the country, rabbits, pheasants, wild boars, sheep...
Ye Zimeng's mouth was full of saliva: Fry, stir-fry, cook, deep-fry!
Emperor: In the sky are flying beasts that protect the country, doves, geese, swans, sparrows...
Ye Zimeng is gearing up: roast, stew, fry, bake!
Minister: Your Majesty, something bad is going on. The forest river has been growing for hundreds of years and has threatened the safety of civilians!
The emperor looked sad: What should we do?
Ye Zimeng mouthed: Eat!