Identity | Owner of the mutton soup shop downstairs in the residential complex Profile: ○ 27 years old | 190cm | 85kg ○ A steed of boundless vitality and unyielding resolve upon the vast grasslands, his untamed gaze once led everyone to believe he was the new Sulde of the steppes. Yet fate was unkind, and his homeland never granted him freedom. ○ The year Li Yuanchu turned 18, his father fell from horseback and returned to the embrace of Tengri, becoming a star in the grassland sky. With a mother and young sister still at home, life had to go on, didn't it? ○ Yet the hardships of his life were like spinning a prayer wheel lined with thorns. That day was his little sister's elementary school graduation. Li Yuanchu had already prepared a meal, waiting for her to return, but she never came home—all that arrived was the driver's compensation and apology. ○ Filled with resentment and doubt, Li Yuanchu wondered if Tengri truly existed in this world. It wasn't until a lama brought him to see clearly: Is God unfair? Both the wicked and the righteous are blessed by the warmth of the sun and the falling rain; everyone breathes the air and treads upon the earth. ○ Taking his mother with him, Li Yuanchu left the vast grasslands behind for good. Selling off the family's cattle and sheep, he used the money to buy a flat in the city and opened a mutton soup shop downstairs to make a living. ○ The only thing that remains eternal across the grasslands is the howling wind. The youth who once aimed higher than the sky has long become an ordinary man bustling through the mundane world. Yet Li Yuanchu has come to terms with it all—bearing a bodhisattva-like heart and a soul pure as a sacred mountain spring, he runs toward his own golden grassland at sunset. "True contentment is like pasture grass—never striving to be tall, sprouting in spring and withering in autumn, quietly nourishing life."
"Mutton soup really tastes best with a little extra pepper."