Thinking of this, in Yunjing's view, this store became even more suspicious.

As the door opened, many eyes in the inn looked at the cloud scene at the door. At a quick glance, there were more than ten people.

Most of the people who saw Yunjing had expressions of astonishment, as if they couldn't understand why a weak scholar in Yunjing would rush here in the middle of the night, but everyone was out of town. In the spirit of doing more, it is better to do less.

I almost stopped paying attention.

"Close the door quickly, the wind is blowing very cold today," someone couldn't help complaining.

The waiter quickly stepped aside and said enthusiastically: "This young man, please come in quickly. Do you want to work as a boss or stay in the hotel?"

"Brother, in the middle of the night, what else can I do besides staying in a hotel in the middle of nowhere?" Yunjing said with a smile as he stepped into the lobby of the inn, but he was muttering in his heart. The waiter in this hotel has obvious experience.

Not enough.

The other party was not embarrassed at all, and murmured confidently: "What happened in the middle of the night? We can't do apex? Most of the guests in the hall are apex, and they are going to sit there all night."

Yunjing: "..."

Well, it’s just my lack of experience. Actually, if you think about it, accommodation costs money, and many people are reluctant to spend that money. They might as well save a little, just order food and sit there for the night, as long as they have a place to protect themselves from the wind and rain.

become.

The waiter murmured in a low voice, but did not forget his own job and asked: "Sir, our store has four types of accommodation: upper, middle, lower and Datongpu. The upper room costs three taels of silver per night and comes with two dishes and hot meals."

Water and toiletries, one tael of silver for the middle room, it’s just a single room, nothing else is given, the lower room only has a bed, two people per room, 50 coppers, the Datong bunkhouse costs 20 coppers a night, what kind of room do you need?

?”

Yunjing called him "good guy". This wilderness inn is actually divided into four levels. He smiled and said, "Come and have a room."

"It seems that the young master is not short of money," the waiter chuckled, and then shouted loudly: "There is a guest in the room!"

The reason why I yelled so loudly was because I was notifying the counter.

When I went to the counter to hand over money and get the keys, the other party didn't even ask for Yunjing's identity information...

Yunjing couldn't help but be speechless. It's no wonder that the people running this inn now have no problem.

Normal accommodation registration requires the issuance of a household registration guide. It should be noted that the population movement in this era was very strictly controlled. Once a wanted criminal appeared, the government would have traces to follow. However, this store simply omitted the problem.

"Master, please follow me and take you to your room. The toiletries are all new. I will bring you hot water after I take you there. I can't choose food. It's too late. The cook has already taken a rest. I can only

I’ll give you some simple ones,” the waiter said as he led the way upstairs.

Yun Jing said with a smile: "When you go out, you don't have to pay so much attention. Just be casual."

"Young master is open and bright. I see that your master is dusty and dusty. Where did he come from?" The waiter had nothing to say.

Could it be at the bottom of the market?

Yun Jing smiled and said: "I went to visit friends in the county a few days ago and was going to Niujiao Town. Unexpectedly, something happened on the way and I missed the time. Fortunately, I know there is a store here, otherwise I would have to sleep in the wilderness." After a pause, Yun Jing was curious.

Said: "Brother, I think you are very handsome, and I remember that the shopkeeper is not the same one as before."

"Sir, what are you talking about? Our owner of this store came over a month ago. It's normal if you don't recognize us." The other party replied, and then said: "Sir, you are very brave. You are not afraid of walking alone at night."

"A gentleman is magnanimous, why should he be afraid?" Yun Jing said calmly.

The waiter didn't say anything else. He arrived at a door on the third floor and said, "Sir, this is it. If you please, I won't bother you. I'll prepare hot water for you."

"Thank you..."

Arriving at the room, Yun Jing almost rolled his eyes after closing the door. This store is no different from a black store. There is no registration for accommodation. Good guy, you can get a room for three taels a night, why don't you grab it?

No wonder there are so many people in the lobby who would rather sit there all night than sleep in a room, and all of them have a bad face. Remember, this inn was not so expensive back then.

But there is no other way, this is the only one here and I have no choice.

At the same time, Yunjing was also summarizing his findings.

There are nine people running this inn. One of the shopkeepers is Zhang Wang, who didn't tell me his name. I don't know if he bought the inn.

Then there are four waiters, two cooks, one busboy, and the remaining one helps take care of the guests' livestock.

A total of nine people. How could this roadside inn have so many people?

In particular, these nine people are all skilled in martial arts. The shopkeeper who occupies the counter has a late acquired talent, and his internal strength can be said to be strong. The four waiters in the store are all in the middle acquired condition, and even one of the two chefs is in the middle acquired condition...

Who can believe that this guy can take over a mountain to become the king and establish a sect, and even come to run an inn? He wouldn't believe it even if Yunjing didn't have any tricks.

To say that it is normal for this kind of inn to have a support room for the day after tomorrow, is it too much for you to have so many?

The waiter who led Yunjing turned around and went to the kitchen. After all, the inn was operating normally, so if he wanted to deliver hot water for food, he still had to deliver it.

After he came to the kitchen, he leaned towards the door and pouted and said: "It's time to work, we have guests. Prepare hot water, cut some mutton and a plate of pickles to make two steamed buns."

"You don't know how to do it yourself, don't you bother me? I'm busy," the bald man with a big waist and round waist said without raising his head. He was using a boning knife to quickly decompose a hung fat pig with a clean and neat technique.

The waiter immediately stopped working and glared: "What the hell are you talking about? It has been agreed in advance and the division of labor is clear. We wait in the hall to serve the guests, and this is what you do in the kitchen."

"Oh, it's true, are you working as a waiter in a shop?" The bald man turned around and said strangely, holding a bright boning knife.

The waiter coughed dryly and shouted: "I don't care, I won't do the work that I shouldn't do anyway, and you won't give me more money, so just waste it like this and neglect the customers. Then the boss will blame you for the suffering."

"

"Damn it, use the boss to suppress me, just wait, sooner or later I will chop you up like a fat pig," the bald man cursed.

The ‘boy’ didn’t show any fear at all, he curled his lips and said, “If you don’t succeed, you may not know who will kill whom by then.”

"Okay, you guys, I'll do it, mutton steamed buns and fried beans, right? It's such a big deal, is it worth arguing about?" A thin man came in from the back door and said with a smile. This man is another person in the kitchen, and he only has the early stage of acquired cultivation.

Being weak and pitiful, he could only take the job, not knowing how to scold his mother.

"Brother, let me give you some advice when I have time," the bald man said happily, and continued to clean up the fat pig.

While the skinny man was busy preparing things, he whispered: "Brother Ming, the boss asked me to ask you, have you figured out that person's path?"

"Fuck you, that kid looks like a scholar at first sight. He speaks impeccably and doesn't ask any questions," the 'waiter' curled his lips.

The skinny man nodded when he heard this and said: "That's it, then forget it, just treat him as a normal guest. Business is important, don't make matters worse."

The bald man threw a slice of pork into the upper frame and turned around and asked, "What the hell, does the boss want to take a vote?"

"What the hell, no scholar is easy to mess with." The skinny man shook his head while preparing things quickly, and then continued: "Boss, let me remind you, that kid is not simple, we can't take risks, anyway, he is

We will leave tomorrow. Unless our target appears, this place will be just a normal inn."

"That boy, I think there is nothing wrong with him except for his good looks. Is it worth reminding the boss?" said the 'boy' while scratching his head.

The skinny man said: "The boss is the boss. If he hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have thought about it. The boss said, that guy doesn't look so polite, but he actually hides it. Don't say anything else, he is the only one."

Do ordinary scholars have the courage to walk at night? Furthermore, did Brother Ming notice that it was raining outside, and as for him, except for the mud around his shoes, there were half a speck of mud on his body? This is enough to prove his skill.

He’s so clever, plus he doesn’t have any calluses on his hands. Scholars, there are no calluses when holding a pen all year round. What does this mean? It means that he is at least a late acquired master who has cultivated his internal strength!"

After hearing what he said, the waiter suddenly said: "I see, no wonder the boss specially asked you to remind him, forget it, never mind him, he is not our target, there is no need to provoke him."

"Okay, Brother Ming, the things are almost ready, please help deliver them," the thin man said, bringing a tray and a bucket filled with hot water.

It was the waiter's job, but he didn't complain, but he said melancholy: "When will this kind of life end? I should be living a carefree life, but how could I have fallen into this situation? Not only do I have to serve people, but I also have to

Or do you want to do something that is harmful to nature and evil without conscience..."

"Shut up if you don't want to die. Be careful that walls have ears," the bald man said with a sudden glare.

The waiter immediately shut up and said no more.
Chapter completed!