What's Wrong with You, Cook?

Nanshan, a sophomore student studying food safety, suddenly entered a cultivation novel without warning. He thought that his ordinary life was about to open a magnificent new chapter. After Nanshan came here, he discovered that he had nothing to do with the immortal who controls wind and rain. He only knows how to cook. Long Aotian's journey was met with misfortune before it even started. Nanshan stood among the powerful men and was filled with sadness and couldn't control himself. But no matter what, the matter has come to this and everything is worn. The unlucky cook can only curse the game set for this novel in his heart while trying hard to make the spatula in his hand look more aggressive. So gradually, a wonderful scenery appeared in Wumingguan, which had always adhered to the duty of cultivating Taoism: Other disciples practice their swordsmanship until the moon is above the willow branches, and cook in Nanshan until they are sweating like rain; Other disciples drew talismans until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and Nanshan was cooking until the sun and the moon lost all light; Other disciples were in full swing while refining alchemy. Nanshan... Well, alchemy was barely linked to cooking. Nanshan was his own group, hanging out in the alchemy room and using a good friend's alchemy stove to braise pig's trotter rice. Other disciples are working hard to improve their cultivation to make their master look good. Nanshan doesn't engage in such nonsense. He can take out a bunch of ingredients from his storage bag at any time and cook a big table of rice for his master. Nanshan: Master, please try the new recipe I researched today. I found this new ingredient with great difficulty and added some of it to ensure it is delicious. Master, look, I also specially prepared five flavors of desserts after dinner. I don't know what flavor Master likes. I made a few of each, but I can't put it down now. Wait, I will bring it over later... Master: [I eat ten dishes and five soups by myself. Is it true? Nanshan: [Healthy smile] [Take out a rice spoon] [Put a big pile of rice] [Put it into a bowl] [Bring it over] [Wipe sweat] [Healthy smile] Master:… Time passed by in a blink of an eye during a meal. Nanshan's arm wielding the spatula gradually became stronger day by day, and his cultivation level also improved strangely by leaps and bounds. People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. No matter how reluctant Nanshan is, he still has to fight some fights. When monks fight, it is not only important to determine the winner, but also to dominate others with momentum. The sword energy flashes on the field, and everyone's magic weapons and spiritual beasts fly together. Even if they are not the strongest, they can still have a visually shocking effect. Nanshan: [Running around, taking the time to take out various side dishes from the storage bracelets and stuffing them into the hands of the monks who were in high spirits of fighting] You guys are going to show off this! Add a critical hit! Others: ... What is a critical hit? Nanshan: No time to explain! You guys eat first, I'll fry some more with added elemental damage later! Others: ...[Fighting and eating in confusion] After ascension, other immortals spent their free time meditating and discussing Taoism, or traveling to the lower world. Only the cave in Nanshan was always filled with smoke and the smell of rice. But he himself went to heaven and earth every day, and was inexplicably busy. The immortal passing by was very curious: What are you busy with every day? Nanshan: I have researched a new recipe, and I will take the master with me to share it with others. Oh, yes, come to my house in two days. I made new snacks. Please help me bring them to others. A passing immortal who received a mission inexplicably said: ... [Get busy, who can be busier than you?] It's a story about a cook with a weird personality and a chef who is always flattering. I really can't wait to see the product of self-cut leg meat. The protagonist brother looks very talented but actually only knows how to cook; the master looks like a fairy but is actually very stupid. Generally speaking, it is a food journey (?) Of two mysterious radio men who also solve some of the remaining problems in the world. Because the main function is to satisfy personal XP, I am definitely not very good at writing, and I am not very good at writing routine and entertaining articles. I just tell the story in my mind. If I am in a good mood, I will send them to Home Inn 303 depending on the situation. This is not a Nantong world where all members are involved. I like little girls very much, so I will definitely mix it in a lot [Is this considered a surprise] Purpose: Only when you have a full stomach can you work hard