When Shen Ye and Xie Lan entered the house, they immediately saw dinner laid out on the table.
Beef hot pot over burning charcoal.
Stir-fried pork intestines and scrambled eggs with chives.
There were also hot-and-sour shredded potatoes and braised pork belly with quail eggs.
"Care for a drink?"
Seventh Uncle opened a bottle of baijiu, filled three cups, then took out his phone to take a photo with Xie Lan.
"I never thought I'd get to share a meal with an award-winning actor. What an honor."
After taking the photo, Seventh Uncle smiled until his eyes were mere slits and began retouching it.
Xie Lan hurriedly said:
"Not at all. You're a big shot in the void. The honor should be mine."
"The void is the void, and here is here. They're different," Seventh Uncle said with a smile.
"I couldn't eat your food without bringing something. I brought you a little gift. I hope you like it."
Xie Lan placed a toad ornament holding copper coins in its mouth on the table.
"Fortune Arrives from Eight Directions?" Seventh Uncle asked.
"Seventh Uncle, that's solid gold," Shen Ye said beside him.
Seventh Uncle's smile grew even more delighted.
He took the toad ornament and turned it over a few times in his hands. A layer of brilliant, majestic white light immediately rose around him.
The white light lasted only an instant before sinking entirely into Seventh Uncle's body.
"Gold is the most proper of offerings. It can help me recover faster. That was thoughtful of you."
"If you like it, I'll make more offerings in the future," Xie Lan said.
"Then thank you. Oh, give me an autograph too. Let me find that T-shirt." Seventh Uncle got up and brought over the shirt.
Xie Lan carefully signed his name.