Reborn: I'm a Chef in Ancient Times

The Milky Way on the Tip of Your Tongue: How Braised Pork Saved the Universe

Lin Xuan never imagined that simply stewing a pot of braised pork in an ancient tomb would get him struck by lightning and transmigrate back to the modern world, where his uncle would immediately force him into a blind date. Even more absurdly, the Milk Tea Civilization, which he'd once bombed with Pluto dumplings stuffed with kung pao chicken, had chased him through a rift in the galaxy all the way to Hangzhou. At this very moment, a milk tea founder with fifty straws growing out of him and a woman studying for her graduate school entrance exams are both grilling him at the Starwish Cafe!

This should have been an ordinary blind date, if the woman hadn't pulled an electric hot pot out of her canvas bag and made him stew meat on the spot. This should have been a cosmic showdown, if the galactic colander hadn't gotten stuck on a fish bone in West Lake vinegar fish. When the blind date profile and the milk tea surrender document were slapped onto the table at the same time, Lin Xuan raised a wok spatula in his left hand and held a set of graduate school entrance exam questions in his right. At last, he understood his grandfather's ultimate wisdom: There's no crisis braised pork can't solve. And if there is, just add another spoonful of caramel sauce, sweet and sour like first love!