Cooking and Cultivating Immortality

(The first perspective is used at the beginning) My name is Sun Debiao, I am thirty-five this year, and I work as a chef at a "home-cooked restaurant" that has been open for five years in the south of the city. I have been exposed to the oil smoke in front of the stove for ten years. The calluses on my hands are so hard that I can scrape off the rust on the iron pot. The strength of the spoon can make the vegetables in the pot jump and swirl. I think that the saltiness of the fried vegetables is better than my own temper.