The place where the two of them live is an inn called Meilin Xiaoqi. The reason they live here is because of this name.

There are some guesthouses and a hotel accommodation industry everywhere, and this name is particularly attractive to them.

But after moving in, I found out that this shop has nothing to do with Merlin or inn, it is just a mid-range guesthouse. But when I stay, I just stay. There is nothing to be pretentious about. Isn’t it just sleeping? Isn’t it sleeping everywhere?

But after lying down for a while after dinner, someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, he turned out to be a pretty young woman.

Yang Geyong opened the door, his appearance was a bit fierce. The woman was obviously a little afraid of him, so she murmured and asked if she wanted a massage service?

Yang Geyong looked confused. He couldn't figure out when the hotel would have such a business? Ye Yuze naturally understood what the woman did, but his eyes turned and nodded.

"Yes, but you have to call someone over again and ask her to bring mahjong."

This time the woman changed her face was confused and looked at her not knowing what was wrong. Ye Yuze pointed at the phone: "Don't Moji, call and call people quickly. If it's too late, the fee will be reduced by half."

The woman hesitated for a while and called the phone out. Soon, another woman walked in with a mahjong look in confusion.

Ye Yuze and the others set up a business room with a table outside. So the four of them set up a battlefield and started fighting.

Originally, neither Ye Yuze nor Yang Geyong would know about Sichuan mahjong. There would be no two young ladies who would teach them with all their hearts, so they naturally learned it quickly.

When the window lit up outside, the two young ladies remembered the purpose of this trip. What did Qiqiai Ai want to say?

Ye Yuze pointed to the money on the table: "It's a lot. The tuition fee we taught this night is enough for your service fee."

The two young ladies looked at the money, then looked at Ye Yuze. Then they picked up the money and thanked him happily and left.

Before leaving, he left the mahjong to Ye Yuze and the others, saying that it was a souvenir, but the bamboo was not worth it anyway.

After the two left, they were sleepy, so they simply slept for a while. It was noon and went out to find food. After leaving the hotel, a sign with a couple's lung tablets appeared in front of them.

When they saw that there were dumplings and spicy rabbit heads in the store, they ordered dumplings. As for the rabbit heads, the two of them looked at them for a long time and couldn't figure out where to get some meat off? So they gave up.

The two of them were a little dumbfounded when the dumplings came up. There were only five or six dumplings in the bowl. The dumplings were very beautiful. The skin was thin and the filling was big. The thin skin could see what was wrapped inside? But I don’t know if the boss was planning to feed the chickens or people.

Yang Geyong has already gained experience with this matter and shouted directly to the boss: "According to this amount, ten pieces are in one basin, and two basins are there."

The boss scratched his ears a few times in a daze, thinking that he had heard it wrong. Yang Geyong said it again, and then he nodded with certainty. He entered the kitchen with a blank expression.

The couple's lung tablets finally came up. Not to mention that the bowl of rice is small, but the portion of the dish is not small and served a large plate.

The two of them ate a few chopsticks in succession and looked at each other. Yang Geyong asked the boss again: "What we have to wait for is the couple's lung tablets. Why are there all cow hearts, cow tongues, and cow skins? But there are no lung tablets?"

The boss couldn't bear it anymore: "Does there be a wife cake in Zhejiang? I can't cover my wife, it's made by my wife."

Yang Geyong scratched his head: "Liar, someone else's wife can be called a wife cake, but you are not made by Niu Lung?"

The boss stared for a long time, and suddenly he sat on the stool. He didn't want to talk anymore. At this time, the boss's wife was carrying two basins. When she saw the boss, she asked him what was wrong?

The boss turned his head and looked elsewhere, but he didn't say anything anyway.

In fact, Ye Yuze also wanted to know the answer. He originally thought that just like the face lungs in northern Xinjiang, cut the bandits into slices and stir-fry or mix them. Who would have thought that this thing had nothing to do with the lungs?

But to be honest, the taste is pretty good, and the two of them ate them all in a while. Then they cleaned the dumplings and settled the accounts and left.

The boss waited for the two of them to walk out of the shop and quickly stood up to their table. He wanted to know if the dumplings were finished?

As a result, I found that there was really nothing left, so I stopped getting angry. It turned out that they were not asking for trouble, but they could really eat it?

The boss’s wife found him standing there in a daze, so she asked him what was going on? The boss told him the reason.

The boss lady cursed unhappily: "You guy, how can he, a foreigner, know the name of our Chengdu? You just need to tell him a little? Are you angry?"

The boss scratched his head: "I'm stupid, am I stupid because of anger?"

The two of them walked out of the restaurant and walked on the street. The air here was very good, fresh and moist. There was no dust on their shoes after walking on the street for a long time, which was unimaginable in northern Xinjiang.

I happened to pass by a teahouse and walked in. The boss didn't say anything. He grabbed a handful of tea and threw it into the pot, then poured it into the water and brought it to the two of them, and then brought two more bowls.

Northern Xinjiang also has the habit of drinking tea, but they drink tea bricks. Sichuan produces tea, so the tea here is not worth the money. But the taste is really good.

It might be the meal time, and there were only two of them in the teahouse. After a while, two middle-aged women came in. The two of them chattered about family matters.

Because there were several Sichuan people in the company, Ye Yuze really understood what they said, and the two of them also asked for tea. But after drinking for a while, they asked Ye Yuze and the others if they played mahjong?

Yang Geyong had just learned a lot and nodded quickly. The four of them played from over 10 o'clock until they finished at five o'clock in the afternoon. The two women went to cook.

I was lucky today. Although I was playing for a penny, the two of them won more than three dollars together. No wonder the two women were so gloomy when they left.

They decided to use the money to eat, and each of them had another pot of dumplings.

It was still the shop at noon, and Yang Geyong shouted: "Give me a plate of heart, tongue, cowhide with cowhide, and then two pots of dumplings."

When the boss saw that they wanted to explain why there were no lungs in the lung tablets, he was suddenly angry by the name of Yang Geyong.

He decided not to say anything and suffocate them to death. After Ye Yuze and the others left, the boss's wife saw the boss's angrily again. After knowing the reason, she cursed: "Why are you angry with two foreign hammers? Ha!"

The boss thought it was true. Anyway, he had made money from them. He looked at the money on the counter and his eyes lit up. They should have given three or five yuan, but they actually gave three or six yuan, these two!

The two went to Du Fu's Thatched Cottage, and Du Fu and Ye Yuze still admired him very much. He was the only one who could be called a poet in history.
Chapter completed!