I dressed up as an ancient peasant girl and was tied to a stone mill and sunk into the pond at the beginning.
The villagers gathered around the pond and sneered: "The Sangmenxing who killed the whole family should be fed to the fish!"
I felt the cracks in the stone mill under the water, and suddenly remembered - this thing is called an antique chopping board in modern times.
That night I dragged the stone mill back to the village and used it to open a late-night canteen in the ruined temple.
"One penny of hot and sour noodles is enough!"
