Jiang Ping traveled through the parallel world and bound himself to the gourmet system.
Other people’s gourmet systems were either well-known and people would flock to them.
Or they would spend half their lives together in a small shop, and the customers would break their heads just to have a meal!
They were both gourmet systems, but they didn’t expect Jiang Ping’s system to let him cook a banquet in the countryside!
There was an old man’s 80th birthday, a one-month-old child waiting to be fed, or a newlywed with three cigarettes and two boxes of wine!
Helpless, Jiang Ping could only take out his big spoon.
Braised Crucian Carp, a whole chicken and an entire elbow! Finally, a bowl of soup was served. It was over!
The most primitive and simple country dishes appeared endlessly delicious under Jiang Ping’s hands.
The guests were all happy, and the chopsticks were all snatched up if they were a little slower!
Holding a banquet in other places, this was a disgrace! But when it came to Jiang Ping...
"May I ask if you have a banquet here? Can you eat it? Have you invited Mr. Jiang?"