I Was Reborn and Worked as a Cook in Ancient Times

"The Milky Way on the Tip of the Tongue: On How Braised Pork Saves the Universe" Lin Xuan never expected that just after he stewed a pot of braised pork in an ancient tomb, he would be struck by lightning and transported back to modern times, and would be kissed on the head by his uncle. What's even more outrageous is that the milk tea civilization that he fried with Pluto dumplings stuffed with Kung Pao chicken actually chased him from the cracks in the galaxy to Hangzhou. At this moment, the milk tea founder with fifty straws and the postgraduate math girl are simultaneously launching soul torture on him in the Xingyuan Cafe! This should have been an ordinary blind date, if the girl hadn't taken out the electric cooking pot from her canvas bag and forced him to stew meat on the spot; this should have been a cosmic showdown, if the Milky Way colander hadn't gotten stuck on the fish bone of the West Lake vinegar fish. When the blind date information and the milk tea surrender letter were slapped on the table at the same time, Lin Xuan held the Luoyang spatula in his left hand and the postgraduate entrance examination papers in his right hand. He finally understood the ultimate secret of his grandfather: there is no crisis that cannot be solved with braised pork. If there is, add a spoonful of sweet and sour sugar like first love!