Lu Yang gasped in shock. Song Tianjing's ancestor was quite capable, opening a restaurant just by following recipes from the "Complete Culinary Compendium."
Was it because all the guests who had eaten there had amnesia, so there were no bad reviews?
It was also a mystery where Song Tianjing's ancestor found this book, badly damaged, without even a cover, just a dozen or so pages left in the middle.
"The book is all in classical script, can you understand it?" Not to brag, but within the current cultivators, only Old Meng and I can fully understand classical script.
"My ancestor poured his heart and soul into deciphering partial recipes; for example, for a dish that requires eighteen ingredients, my ancestor managed to decipher six."
"Based on these six ingredients and his own research, my ancestor then created the current menu of Yangyuan Building."
"The heartfelt wish passed down through generations in my Yangyuan Song Family is to decode the entire menu."