I Am Reborn as a Chef in Bianjing

When Zhao Bufan stood on the land of the Northern Song Dynasty for the first time, he had no kitchen knife in his hand and no stove in front of him. There was only a seriously ill father, half a tank of brown rice, and a rusty iron pot. He made a bowl of lard rice. The lard is boiled by oneself, the sauce is a coarse sauce left over from the original dish, and the salt is sprinkled lightly. My father took a bite, his hand stopped in mid-air, and after a long time he asked, "Did you do this?" It was from this bowl of rice that Zhao Bufan took root on this street."