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Seeing that Gu Qingyue chose to stay here for one night, the innkeeper suddenly smiled and called everyone to come into the yard quickly. At the same time, he pulled the man back to his side, and said to the guard with a smile Misunderstand.

The guard with the scar on his face snorted, and took the long knife back with a cold face.

Gu Qingyue's driver still felt that something was wrong, frowned, and whispered to Gu Qingyue: "Miss, I think we should pay the money and leave, this inn may not be safe."

Gu Qingyue said: "Uncle Lin, let's go in and have a look first, and leave if we find something wrong."

In fact, Gu Qingyue's thought at the beginning was that it would be better to leave early, after all, the inn in this remote area is not a den of bandits, but a gathering place for swindlers and kidnappers, it is not a good place to stay at all.

But later, when he saw that the innkeeper was only a woman, he couldn't help changing his mind, and besides the strong man with a big face and a thick neck, there was only a man with a slope foot and a blind old man left in the store. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with bandits, at most they just want to make some money.

15 Two taels of silver are nothing to Gu Qingyue. Troubles that can be solved with money while away from home are not troubles. Gu Qingyue thinks that the cost will be more expensive.

The most important thing is that there is still hot water here.

Since leaving Lin'an County, she hasn't taken a hot bath all the way. How could she, who has loved cleanliness since she was a child, bear it.

In the end, the convoy stayed at the inn under Gu Qingyue's choice. The outer yard of the inn was also big enough. A few good horses were taken to the stables to feed grass, and the carriages were placed near the door for the guards to watch over.

A group of people stepped into the inn, and the space inside is not small. There are three floors, the upper two floors are guest rooms, and the lower floor is the dining hall. Even if there are no other guests, think about it. If the business of such a place is good, then It's called hell.

Gu Qingyue asked the shopkeeper to know which room belonged to her, and then walked in with the maid without saying a word, ordered someone to boil a bucket of hot water, and planned to wash up first, the driver winked at the two nearby guards , the latter guarded the position in front of the door with a knife in his hand.

Xu Zhiqiu didn't go upstairs, but sat quietly at the dining table. The female shopkeeper in plain skirt and fur would look at him from time to time. If Xu Zhiqiu looked back, the woman would smile at him again and again. , with a look of deep meaning.

Zhao Liangcai was sitting on the wooden chair next to Xu Zhiqiu. Seeing that the innkeeper was young and beautiful, he resisted not going upstairs, his eyes were fixed on his face, and at the same time he whispered to Xu Zhiqiu: "Master , the innkeeper always smiles at me, does he mean something to me?"

Xu Zhiqiu didn't answer.

Zhao Liangcai whispered to himself again: "Unexpectedly, there is such an intelligent woman in this barren mountain and wild ridge, who can recognize the extraordinaryness of this young master at a glance. It seems that my back will hurt again tonight."

While talking here, the shopkeeper of the inn walked over with strides, and said under Zhao Liangcai's fiery gaze: "Several guests, do you want to order something to eat first? The craftsmanship of this restaurant is outstanding. In the past, the guests who passed by never Never said it was bad."

The coachman said: "My lady hasn't come down yet, so don't worry if you wait any longer."

Zhao Liangcai took out the folding fan that he carried around his waist, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask the boss, can the inn still provide extra meals at night? I have a habit of always being a little hungry in the middle of the night."

The shopkeeper of the inn said: "My small shop is just a small business. The 15 taels is only for two meals. If you want to add a meal in the middle of the night, you have to pay another money."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Liangcai threw away the folding fan and said proudly: "Money is not a problem. I like to eat noodles. I also ask the boss to personally order a bowl of noodles and deliver them to my room at night. It would be even better if they were plain noodles."

The shopkeeper of the inn laughed and said, "Do you want me to eat it for you?"

Zhao Liangcai waved his folding fan and nodded.

The innkeeper said: "It's easy to say, the silver is 20 taels, the young master will just wait at night, and I will feed it to you. The taste will satisfy you."

After that, he smiled and walked away.

Xu Zhiqiu had a smile on his lips, but he never interrupted.

The coachman probably thought that Zhao Liangcai was too prodigal, and shook his head as if looking at Shabi. Twenty taels of silver might not be a big deal to Zhao Liangcai, but to someone like him with no family background, it was nothing. small number.

……

After half an hour, Gu Qingyue and the maid finally went downstairs.

Both of them changed into clean clothes, and their hair was still a little damp. They should have washed up. The maid named Xiao He was a little more energetic at the moment, and her skin was much fairer. Gu Qingyue still took her The veil cannot see the face.

At this time, the innkeeper came over again, still asking about the food.

There was no menu in the inn, and Gu Qingyue didn't know what to eat for a while, so she asked the innkeeper to recommend some dishes.

The shopkeeper of the inn was also not polite, and said: "There are quite a few signature dishes in my small shop, why don't you try the vinegar-roasted white meat first?"

Gu Qingyue was not picky about food, so she said hello.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiu interjected, "What kind of meat is this white meat?"

He couldn't help but not ask, he remembered that there was a white meat in an inn that was not edible.

The innkeeper was taken aback by the question, and then explained: "It's the meat from wild boars. It's just that the place where it's picked is fatter, so it's called white meat. Don't you worry about it, my lord?"

Xu Zhiqiu said: "It's nothing, just asking casually."

The innkeeper smiled, said a few more signature dishes, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Estimated that it would be time for two sticks of incense, the man at Pojiao came over with a plate of fragrant white meat, and the innkeeper followed him and said, "Try it, this is the best vinegar-roasted white meat in our shop. It’s better to come early, if you come again at night, I’m afraid you won’t be able to eat this dish.”

The coachman raised his eyes and said, "Why?"

The man at Pojiao answered, "Why else? There are too many guests at night, and there are too few wild boars around here. There is no way to share the white meat. Naturally, it will be gone later."

While talking, a plate of white meat was placed on the dining table.

After hearing this, Xu Zhiqiu said, "Will anyone come tonight?"

Gu Qingyue followed and said, "A person from the nearby mountains and forests?"

The man at the foot of the slope did not say a word, and the innkeeper said: "Yes, they are all poor ghosts who live in the mountains nearby. They come here not for lodging, but for the food in the store, especially the vinegar-roasted white meat. Come to a plate to satisfy your hunger."

After explaining a few sentences, the two said something objective and slow, and then left.