Live Broadcast on the First Day of Exile, I Feed a City with Food

Song Zhiwei, a chef at a local banquet, disguised himself as the daughter of a guilty minister and was exiled to Shuozhou with his two younger siblings. On the first day on the road, my sister was poisoned by moldy grains, and hundreds of exiled prisoners were forced to drink the same pot of poisonous porridge. At a critical moment, she bound to the "Human Fireworks Live Broadcast Room". The system does not provide food or water, and can only allow modern audiences to taste three bites of her creation. Song Zhiwei opened the pot in public, used the sifted safe millet and wild onions to make life-saving pimple soup, and wrested the cooking rights from the escort officer. Three days of food would last seven days, so she made pancakes from bran, mixed bitter vegetables with sweetness, and boiled sheep bones to make a pot of warm soup. When she arrived in Kuyan City, where everyone was starving, she started from a three-cent food stall, so that exiled women, victims of disasters, and wounded soldiers could all have a hot meal through their labor. Until the back wall of the food stall collapsed, revealing a secret grain cellar filled with new millet and government salt. Only then did Song Zhiwei understand that it was not that Kuyan City had no food, but that someone wanted them to stay hungry. Since a pot can save a person, she opened a restaurant, a trade route, and a central kitchen for thousands of people, and brought the devoured food and erased names to the people of the world one by one.