I use food to escape the ghosts
A small shop late at night, a firework.
She comforts lonely souls with delicious food and quells evil spirits with gentleness.
A pile of Chinese weird stories, a mouthful of human warmth.
The cold noodle envoy is accompanying him with a knife,
One is cold and one is warm, one is cooking and one is cutting,
Food can warm the stomach and soothe the soul.