I'm Not a Rice God

In the era of rebirth and awakening, in order to save the Chinese compatriots from starvation, I was born as the God of Cooking. Unexpectedly, the Republic of China was full of gourmets, and there were actually hundreds of Qi Shishi masters on one street. The half-step martial arts god needed to achieve the Tao of Ganfanwang. I silently took out the "A Bite of China" recipe... In the competition between the Eastern and Western Master Chefs, foreigners held up molecular cuisine and mocked me for saying that China has no new ideas. I raised my hand and showed the "Suiyuan Food List" and "Shanjia Qinggong": "This is called a cultural dimensionality reduction attack."