I'm Just a Cook, but the Eater Is Too Strong

He is just a cook. This is the consensus of the whole world. An ordinary cook who opened a small inn in Nandu Town and made delicious food. But no one can explain—— Why would the peerless swordsman, whose blood splattered five steps after a disagreement, be willing to wait outside the door for three hours for a bowl of noodles? Why would the wealthy Jiangnan man who controls the world's banks spend thousands of dollars on a single dish? Why did even the owner of the most mysterious killer organization personally give an order: No blood should be seen in the Sihai Inn within a radius of ten miles? When a palace murder case ten years ago resurfaced, and when countless top masters worked for him and became enemies of the entire court, everyone realized in horror: Who is this cook who doesn't know martial arts and can only hold a spoon? How many secrets are hidden in his small kitchen that can subvert the world? And all of this started with that snowy night when an old eunuch delivered a food box that couldn't be opened...