His Majesty the First Emperor and I Set up a Street Stall

Zhu Hao, who was about to graduate from college, was traveling alone to Lishan Mountain. In order to save a few dollars, he secretly climbed up the mountain path at the back. Suddenly, a thunderbolt from the clear sky frightened the boy and he fell into a puddle on the side of the path. "Ouch! Let me go! Who are you? These clothes are from ancient times! Why are they still ragged and lazy? Hey! Why is there still smoke on your head?" "I am Ying Zheng! You, melon, are still not polite when you see me!" (Shaanxi dialect) …