My new novel next door, My Diners Come from the Primordial World, is now available. Please add it to your reading list. The blurb is below.
Chi Chi is a food video creator who loves chatting with people about all things delicious.
One day, while he was livestreaming, he noticed that his stream had gotten really strange. King Wu of Zhou, Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of Han, Emperor Taizong of Tang... What were all these people doing here?
Were they roleplaying? How were they acting so convincingly?
Talk about going all out!!
[You guys are such good actors. Impressive, impressive.]
King Wu of Zhou: ??? Who's acting?
Qin Shi Huang: Who dares to impersonate me, the First Emperor of the Ages?!
Emperor Wu of Han: Who are you calling an actor? Explain yourself!!
Then one day, while he was livestreaming, the System sent him a message telling him: You have been bound to various historical-era planes. Please keep livestreaming.
Ah, what a slap in the face. They'd been telling the truth, but he hadn't believed a single word. Now he'd embarrassed himself in front of his ancestors. QWQ
[Don't be mad, I'll cook delicious food for you, ancestors!]
[If that doesn't work, I'll tell you some history!]
[--Historical information filter activated]
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[Emperor Taizong of Tang: ??? What are you saying? I can only see your lips moving.]
Emperor Taizu of Song: ...Are you toying with me?
Emperor Taizu of Ming: Hey, don't be mad. You forgot we're filtered too.
[The emperors: ...Why did you have to remind us?!]
[Let me think... I'll think of a way to deal with this.]
[--System monitoring is active at all times. Please be mindful of your words and actions.]
I! Can't! Take! This! Anymore!
Screw you, you damn System!!
Reader's guide:
1. This is a parallel world and does not affect history.
2. Food comes first and history second. The author is not a history student and doesn't know how to research the subject in depth.
3. Informational material is based on online references, while the recipes are made up based on cookbooks.
4. The dishes may not be written in any particular order and may appear at random.
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Shi Yuxing inherited a restaurant from his late parents.
On the day he inherited it, someone slapped him in the face with a flyer, and an app called Great Wilderness Jobs forcibly bound him to it. From then on, his restaurant welcomed countless strange diners: Taotie, Baize, Zhuque, Qinglong... as well as Nüwa, Fuxi, Pangu, and others...
It wasn't long before people noticed that there was a very strange restaurant tucked away on a street corner.
Every one of its servers was stunningly attractive.
Its mascots were either ferocious or soft and cuddly.
Even more astonishing, the people who visited most often were celestial masters and monks...
Everyone: Are you sure I didn't just walk into a temple or a Taoist shrine?
Theme: Learn about food culture.
This chapter is a bit idealistic. You must know that deep-frying definitely requires a lot of cooking oil, so it can only be eaten by princes, nobles and wealthy landlords, not to mention fish and sugar. Ordinary people can only watch it. How can they master it?
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty were all temple names. They were given by their descendants after their deaths. They themselves probably didn't know it.
…How do these emperors and queens know their posthumous titles?
Moreover, frying requires fast heat-transmitting cooking utensils such as iron pots to heat up quickly. How long does it take to heat a pot of oil with bronze cookware and pottery from the Western Zhou Dynasty!
Well, where do you get so much oil for frying?
The serialized article next door, "My Diners Come from the Ancient World", please collect it~ Shi Yuxing inherited a restaurant from his deceased parents. On the day of his inheritance, he had a flyer plastered on his face and was forcibly bound to a software called Dahuang Employment APP. So far, his restaurant has welcomed countless weird diners: Taotie, Bai Ze, Zhuque, Qinglong... And Nuwa, Fuxi, Pangu, etc... Soon people discovered that there was a strange restaurant on the street. Their waiters are as good looking as any. Their mascots are either fierce and evil, or soft and cute. What's even more frightening is that the people who come to this restaurant the most are Celestial Masters and monks... Everyone: Isn't it true that I'm not here for a Taoist temple or a temple?
Surrender to me and drive away from you (surprised eyes)
Is it over so soon?
Wait, the Nine-turn Large Intestine is also [fearful]
Can't tell the difference between the anchor and the barrage, it's chaotic