Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

He picked up more vegetables and added them to the Black Pot's bowl, saying, "You followed my father, so you are like family to me. I won't ask about your origins or whether you are an Evil Spirit. I'll treat you as one of our own."


Black Pot nodded and shook the tail behind his chair.


Chen Tang gestured with his mouth towards the wooden cart and said, "I can't afford to keep it. It eats too much, and my monthly salary isn't enough; you need to think of something."


As he spoke, Chen Shi also began to worry.


The wooden cart had a large appetite; it needed many pounds of Spiritual Beast Meat for a meal, or it could eat Evil Spirits, but in the Western Capital, prices were high. Spiritual Beast Meat was no longer a few Silver per pound, but three Silver per pound. The city had no Evil Spirits.


Maintaining the cart each month was a significant expense.


Chen Shi couldn't believe it and said, "Didn't you embezzle a bit?"


Chapter 266: Family Affairs_2