A timid, scheming, pretend-foolish, delicate human gong, and a strong, handsome, devoted, gentle immortal shou
Why are the great powers of all the heavens gathering to check in and brawl? Grow crops in the mortal world, get rich, and build a moderately prosperous society.
After graduating from a third-rate university, Qian Buduo kept couch-surfing in his underclassman's dorm until one day the dorm supervisor “escorted” him out. But fate was on his side: on the street, he ran into his old “goddess.” His loose tongue landed him in a village “cut off from the world,” where he began his “life as a country squire.”
He thought owning a hundred mu of fertile land would be a good thing, but he couldn't bring himself to celebrate, because the people working in his vegetable garden weren't human at all. They were all the great gods of the Heavenly Realm. From then on, every day was a game of “scheming”:
To live in a mansion, he buried himself with his own hands;
Three fairies, one drama. Sit on a stone stool with sunflower seeds and watch the show;
Rock, paper, scissors: even immortals love it;
Bored, he played Judge Bao, hearing grievances and deciding cases;
A quick trip around the medical clinic, then it was time for contact lenses and hearing aids;
He became the women's best friend, offering a complete service package of beauty treatments and shopping;
Even the Great Sage Equal to Heaven got shaved. On a moonless, windy night, they watched a movie;
Driving without a license brought retribution: after a whole lot of maneuvering, it was time for some hanky-panky;
He played the fool, but was truly devious. He'd gladly do anything for love...
Later, Qian Buduo discovered that the great powers of all the heavens couldn't do anything at all, so he decided to teach them everything himself, step by step. From laying foundations and digging wells to buying materials and building greenhouses, they would gradually develop a new countryside and set off on the road to prosperity... But the journey was long and arduous...
Little scene:
One day, Qian Buduo could take it no longer. Standing on the second-floor balcony of the God of Food's house, he turned on the loudspeaker and shouted at the gods brawling in the fields and vegetable plots: “Do you still want your performance points?”
The gods: “Yes!”
Qian Buduo: “Do you still want time off?”
The gods: “Yes!”
Qian Buduo: “What's our slogan?”
The gods: “The Heavenly Realm is full of tricks, but the mortal world is great for farming.”
Qian Buduo: “Good! Everyone gets an extra dish of chili oil with dinner!”
The gods: “Your sister...”
In a nutshell: Immortals brawl, mortals scheme. Who knows that every grain in the bowl comes from hard work?
That's why labor is glorious.
Theme: Labor is glorious.
