Lan Qing opened a late-night food stall. On the first day of business, he picked up a handsome guy to help out. He thought the helper himself was already strange enough, but it turned out every customer could have walked straight into a bizarre talk show.
Customer A was always dripping wet, constantly muttering, "I want to get ashore."
Customer B wore a flashy gold-and-red outfit and looked like a rich tycoon, but spent all day drowsy and disheveled, with dark circles hanging almost to his chin. "I've got too much work! Somebody save me!"
Customer C was even stranger. No matter when he came by, he carried a huge ball of red yarn and tried to give it to everyone he met. "Red thread isn't selling! Buy one, get one free!"
Customer D...
Not long after,
a veteran water ghost completed his self-exorcism, and the King of Hell personally brought Lan Qing a commendation pennant.
The God of Wealth got over his midlife crisis, regained his swagger, gave Lan Qing an eighty-year trial card for turning stone into gold, and invited him to the annual party at his new company.
A newly minted agricultural scholar turned out to be the Matchmaker himself. He devoted a full thousand words of his doctoral dissertation to thanking Lan Qing.
Lan Qing: "..."
The good news: He'd never have to worry about getting customers again.
The bad news: His customers weren't exactly from the world of the living.
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Extra scene:
When a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost ran amok, the occult world's experts gathered to face it without hesitation. Some burned talismans, some chanted sutras, and others summoned gods.
Just passing by and blocked from going any farther, Lan Qing silently pulled three skewers of barbecue from a special insulated lunch box.
The aroma wafted through the air.
Suddenly, ghostly music filled the air. As the smoke cleared, the occult world's senior experts saw a dignified man wearing a crown appear in his true form.
The Ghost King casually crushed the vengeful ghost that had interrupted his meal, rubbed his hands together in anticipation, and asked, "Boss Lan, why did you bring the delivery yourself?"
The occult world's experts: "What the heck?"
Lan Qing smiled kindly. "If I had someone else deliver it, would you dare eat it?"
The Ghost King shrank back. "No, no, I wouldn't."
The occult world's experts: "..."
What the heck! What kind of barbecue is this? Give us a skewer too!
Help! We really need it!
Theme: Everyone has value of their own
