Synopsis of the novel Hamburger Bodhisattva (350 characters):
Chen Xiaoman was just an ordinary food delivery rider, until one stormy night. Wearing his yellow delivery uniform, he tumbled into a dilapidated temple. A bolt of lightning struck, the reflective strips flashed with golden light, and the whole village fell to its knees, shouting, “The Bodhisattva has appeared!”
The more he tried to explain, the more they believed.
Even more absurdly, the real Bodhisattva Guanyin came to see him. She hadn’t come to punish him, but to discuss a partnership. “I’ve missed my KPIs for two quarters in a row,” she said, pulling out a 27-page contract. “Six types of insurance and two housing funds, plus karma insurance. You help me boost incense offerings, and I’ll help you dodge heavenly tribulations.”
From then on, Chen Xiaoman was forced to lead a double life: delivering food by day and playing the “Hamburger Bodhisattva” by night. He used his delivery-rider skills to help villagers find cats, fix roofs, and settle neighborhood disputes, and his merit points skyrocketed. His short videos unexpectedly went viral. The United Front Work Department summoned him for a meeting, Heaven held its quarterly performance review, and the God of Wealth showed up to audit the books with a demon-revealing mirror app...
When a terminally ill girl closed her eyes in front of him, when the person he truly loved discovered he was a fraud, and when the inspection team from the Three Realms arrived to expose everything, this ordinary man, who knew only how to ride an electric scooter and crack terrible jokes, stood in the middle of the Hall of Miraculous Mists and addressed three thousand immortals:
“I’m not a Bodhisattva. I’m just a food delivery rider. When someone needs help, I’m there.”
All beings suffer, but nothing hurts like a late-delivery penalty. Amen.
Tags: Urban Fantasy, Light Comedy, Mistaken Identity, Working-Class Hero’s Rise, Laughs Through Tears
One-line pitch: A delivery rider is forced to become a god, only to discover Heaven is more cutthroat than Meituan, and even the immortals have to issue invoices.
