I Inherited a Paper Effigy Shop

Chu Ci is determined to revive the flagging paper effigy industry.

Ever since inheriting his family's ancestral paper effigy shop, though, strange things keep happening.

First, a flyer appeared at the entrance:

"Fugitive evil spirits who surrender voluntarily will be pardoned.

Those who refuse to submit and wreak havoc among the living will be sent to the harshest level of hell, with no chance of reincarnation."

After that, Chu Ci often heard someone knocking in the middle of the night, then watched helplessly as they climbed right into his thermos...

To promote the shop, Chu Ci started livestreaming.

Netizen 1: My dad appeared in a dream and specifically asked me to order your paper effigies.

Netizen 2: The mobility scooter I bought for my grandpa last time got a five-star review from him.

Everyone else: ??

Even worse, after he hired a bizarre employee, the customers who came in started acting strange too.

An old man in Qing dynasty official robes, holding an antique machine: "Young man, my telegraph machine is broken and won't send messages. Could you fix it for me..."

A chubby man whose tongue was so long it dragged on the ground: "The new house I bought has a leaking roof. Who made this? I want to file a complaint!"

A long-haired woman with a deathly pale face: "I really want some luosifen. I died on my way to get a bowl. Could you make one for me?"

A child with black holes for eyes: "Big brother, this money won't work. Can you change it into joss paper money for me?"

Chu Ci stared at the banknote marked "Ten Billion," growing more and more irritable. "This is a paper effigy shop, not a repair shop! We don't fix leaking roofs! And this isn't a restaurant! Also, your bill's too big. I can't break it!"

"Have you seen anything strange?" Chu Ci asked, leaning toward his employee.

Qi Yan handed him the last piece of cotton candy, which he'd just bought after a tug-of-war with a three-year-old, and looked at him with fond indulgence. "Want some?"

Chu Ci: ...How do I explain to a thousand-year-old ghost that I'm already a twenty-three-year-old big kid?

Theme: Work hard and manage things with care to build a good life