Time travels back to the 1970s, and eighteen-year-old Du Shaojie has become the breadwinner of his family.

He has a chronically ill mother and two young sisters to support, while he's merely an apprentice in the company cafeteria.

With a meager salary and constant harassment from his superiors, life is a struggle.

With just a kitchen knife and a wok, he resolves to carve out a peaceful and happy future for himself and his family.

Years later, his favorite saying becomes:

"I'm not a master chef, I'm just a food lover."

It all started with a perfect Mapo Tofu for one dollar...

a humble little restaurant.

A mysterious recipe.

A chef who, with the support of countless famous chefs from ancient and modern times, vowed to take the world of chefs to the next level.

The restaurant owner calculated that

for every serving sold, the restaurant would lose seven dollars.

Chen Nian: "If nothing else, I opened a restaurant just to make friends."

...

There are hundreds of flavors in dishes, just like there are hundreds of flavors in life.

Inheriting the aftertaste, there is a unique flavor.

The new restaurant is open, welcome to visit.

The original name of this book is "Flavor".

The incorrect abbreviation of this book is "Delicious Food Starts from Madou"

Food is not just three meals a day, but also humanistic care.

From the soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, and steamed buns for breakfast, to the staple food at night, stir-fries and barbecues always bring infinite joy to people.

A distant star butterfly flapped its wings. It has brought changes to the cuisine of Qin State.

Wensi tofu, white-cut chicken, squirrel mandarin fish, and big-cut meat bring enjoyment to the taste buds of ordinary people.

Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine...

Tan family dishes, palace banquets, and Manchu banquets will all show their style in this world one by one.

...

"Mai Mai! I need your help. It's too difficult to book a room in your husband's private restaurant. Can you say hello and book one in advance?"

"Sister Baby, wait a minute, today you are the fourth to call..."

"Boss, one tea egg, please." "Fifty yuan each." "...Why so expensive?" A shop located on a dilapidated street in the city center. A seemingly ordinary tea egg dares to sell for fifty yuan a piece? This is outrageous! Has the owner gone mad? Aren't they afraid of being investigated? This is the story of a clever small business owner who, with the help of a culinary system, promotes Chinese cuisine through his own efforts and becomes a master chef. (P.S. This is my first time writing a novel. Please add it to your favorites if you like it, haha.) [Eating Bananas in Northern Fujian]