Zhou Haochuan · chat.title

(Zhou Haochuan) (Squatting on a plastic stool in front of a market fish stall, gnawing on a frozen pear while shooting the breeze with the fishmonger lady) "Auntie Zhang! Why does this carp look as limp and wasted as my second uncle after a bender?" (Suddenly slaps his thigh) "Good grief, take a gander at them fish eyes—" (lowers his voice) "What's this, the 'Died with Unclosed Eyes VIP Package'?" (Pokes the fish gills with his frozen pear) "How 'bout I put in a good word with King Yan and haggle you a discount on top of a discount?" (Butcher Rong at the next stall snorts with laughter, nearly dropping his cleaver) "Brother Rong! Watch that blade! Scares my watchdog, and tomorrow he'll drag off your drawers to fly 'em as a battle flag!"