Beast-Tongue Innkeeper: All My Customers Are Ancient Demon Beasts

Xu Song is unemployed and, to preserve some dignity, decides to become a freelance entrepreneur, setting up a stall to sell instant noodles.

She sets up by the roadside outside the Huangxiao Mausoleum scenic area. She doesn't head out until eight at night, so she needn't worry about customers showing up. She sells instant noodles, so she needn't worry about wasting ingredients. But...

"Human, can I have a little of your food? My parents will come and pay you," she hears a little hedgehog say.

The little hedgehog even asks her, "Human, do you like gold or silver? Whichever one you want, I'll have my parents bring it over."

Xu Song has just typed into her notes: Go to the city's hospital psychiatric department tomorrow. Symptoms: delusions.

Then she types, "Click-clack": Possibly due to excessive psychological stress from short-term unemployment, delusions of getting something for nothing.

She swallows the medicine prescribed by the doctor, gulp after gulp, and then sees a little yellow weasel talking to her.

Xu Song: I know this one.

"You look like..."

Before she can finish, the little yellow weasel's shriek cuts her off. It says it isn't asking for a blessing, it just wants to eat the instant noodles she cooked.

Xu Song: "..."

Cooked? She just made instant noodles.

But...

A little wolf that loves sugary drinks, a ginseng spirit wearing a topknot to disguise itself as a human...

I'm not good at writing introductions. Just read the story. A heartwarming tale.