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After sending off the last regular customer, I quickly tidied up the barbecue stall and headed straight next door.
The Spicy Hot Pot restaurant next door was run by Old Li, a non-material cultural heritage passed down from my grandfather. Despite his greasy apron and wrinkled face, he had been my grandfather's most trusted right-hand man in his youth. To me, Old Li was both a mentor and a grandfather figure, the person I trusted the most.
As I pushed open the door, a wave of spicy aroma hit me. Old Li was holding a wine jug, squinting his eyes as if he had been waiting for me. After I finished recounting my strange encounter from that night, Old Li raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"Hey, you finally noticed? Looks like my daily insistence on your training has paid off a bit!"
You old rascal! You really know what's going on!
Old Li reached over and pulled the Copper Scraper from my waist. "This is your grandfather's treasure. Back in the day…"
"Stop! Hold it right there! I know all about my grandfather's glorious deeds! Just tell me directly—this Copper Scraper, it glowed! What does that mean?"
"You know your grandfather's title when he was alive, right?" Old Li carefully wiped the Copper Scraper. "He was known as Shijie Zhenjun! The barbecue secret recipe he passed down to you is no ordinary thing; it can absorb demonic energy, and this Copper Scraper can convert that energy for your use."
I was bewildered. "Wait, are you saying that every skewer I grill will absorb demonic energy if consumed by a demon?"
"Exactly." Old Li placed the Copper Scraper back into my hands. "You couldn't feel it before because you were too inexperienced!"
He picked up a piece of food from the table and took a bite, juice dripping down his chin. I felt a mix of emotions; something about this felt wrong.
I had no grievances with demons and didn't want to exploit them or take their energy away.
"Kid, I know what you're thinking!" Old Li pointed at me with his sauce-covered finger. "Your grandfather left you this secret recipe and this Copper Scraper because no one is more suited for it than you! This isn't a burden; it's an opportunity!"
"Come on! I'm a born loser who got kicked out of my family—what good is this opportunity to me? Besides, I don't want to gain power by hurting demons; they haven't done anything to me..."
"You little brat..." Old Li slapped the back of my head hard enough to make me wince in pain. "Who told you that power always means harm? Power can also be used for protection."
Before I could process Old Li's words, the next evening, Su Yan came again.
"Another twenty skewers, please," Su Yan said with a smile as she looked at me. "Boss, do you have any secret recipe for these grilled skewers? They’re quite addictive."
Ha, this woman is truly a thousand-year-old fox spirit; she’s trying to pry my secrets out of me!
I chuckled, "Of course, there’s a family secret recipe. But since it’s a 'secret,' how could I just tell you?"
Just as we were playfully bantering back and forth, a group of ruffians stumbled over. The leader's eyes lit up when he spotted Su Yan, and he shamelessly sized her up from head to toe.
"Hey, this little girl looks good. How about you play with us?"
Su Yan's expression instantly turned cold. She elegantly picked up a metal skewer, her gaze icy.
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