As a Result, I Worked as a Cook for Zhong Kui.

Killing chickens and sheep during the day, The red dust where the knife fell was hot. Catching ghosts and making soup at night, When the fire is burning, the underworld is fragrant. Life is a mat, death is a soup, Same stove, two busy things. Fireworks in the world soothe the hungry, Obsession turns into thinking in the underworld.