From the Start, I Had Only One Bowl

A fat shut-in fell asleep and woke up as a beggar. Not only had all his fat disappeared, but he was also a disheveled mess. He had nothing but a battered bowl in his arms. The bowl said, “I'm not battered. I'm in perfect condition!” Jiang Nan asked, “What are you good for?” “Hmph! We'll see when we get to the Primordial World. You can't see my power yet!”