Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
His lip twitching, Di Tou let out a nod. Alright, whatever, if Ba MaZhen wanted to toot his own horn, then toot he could!
Chuckling, Ba MaZhen's eyes twinkled as he considered Di Tou's previous reaction before reaching under his makeshift table and opening up a chest. In the end, after several moments he took out a square wooden box that was wrapped nicely in linens before placing it atop the table and opening it, revealing a small metal tin inside. Twisting off the lid, Ba MaZhen said, "Look, this is the finest shaving butter. The same one that the people in the city use, with a little bit of water, it foams up and can cover the entire chin! This tin here is enough for at least half a year!"