Buddha transformed into a delivery rider "Ashi" and shuttled through the reinforced concrete urban jungle. He did not chant sutras or preach sermons, but only rode a small electric donkey to deliver hot meals and tea to every white-collar worker working overtime late at night, the elderly living alone at home, and students preparing for exams. There are "mysteries" hidden in his take-out boxes: half a soft-boiled egg lies in the noodles for the frustrated, which means "happy and hopeful"; the milk tea sent to the arguing couple contains less sugar, reminding "plainness is true"; the porridge sent to the lonely old man is added with red dates, conveying "warm companionship". No one knows that this rider who talks little, has a steady hand, and never rushes for orders is the Buddha. They just feel that there is always a reassuring warmth in the takeaways he delivers - it turns out that you don't have to go to the temple to deliver people, and the simplest compassion is hidden in the smoke and smoke of firewood, rice, oil and salt.
