The room decoration is very simple, even simpler than that of Songshan Inn. In addition to a bed, it is a table and four stools.
Soon the waiter brought hot tea.
After looking around the room, Aling sat down at the table, "I didn't expect that this inn has a female innkeeper."
Song Qiu poured her a cup of hot tea and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the female shopkeeper? Our inn is still owned by the female proprietor!"
Aling took the tea and said, "I'm not saying that the female shopkeeper is bad, but based on my experience of traveling around the world for more than ten years, I think this inn is weird."
eccentric?
Except for the weird name of the inn, which looks like a black shop, and the female shopkeeper, who is wearing white clothes and wearing heavy makeup, twisting her waist and swaying her butt when walking, like a prostitute, Song Qiu hasn't noticed anything else yet.
There is something weird somewhere.
But these two points, speaking of themselves, are really strange.
Song Qiu's mind instantly thought of the various costume dramas he had watched in his previous life, including scenes of traveling around the world, making money and killing people in black shops.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Then let's be careful."
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The female shopkeeper went downstairs and went straight to the backyard.
The backyard is not big. There is a kitchen at the front, a well at the back, and several rooms on both sides. The back door is where the carriages and horses are parked. When you turn the door, you can see the door of the inn outside.
The kitchen is not busy at the moment. The fire is on the stove and the water is boiling in the pot.
A dark-skinned man sat in front of the stove, holding an ax in his hand, chopping a piece of firewood.
The female shopkeeper walked in with her buttocks swaying, a strange expression of excitement on her face.
"Come on! There are big guys here today!"
When the man heard this, he stopped moving and put down the firewood, but still held the ax in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the female shopkeeper.
The female shopkeeper squatted down next to each other and continued: "There are five people in the group, and among them are two little girls with tender skin and tender flesh! There are three horses in a car. Judging from the posture, there should be some money on the body!"
The man then asked, "Do you see clearly?"
The female shopkeeper had a coquettish look on her face and swiped the handkerchief on the man's face, "Are you still worried about my eyes? Those three grown men looked tall and strong, but I guess they only had that kind of face.
Men with scars need to be more troublesome, we black and white evil spirits are not just for free, how can we handle this?"
The man's expression remained unchanged, "It's not that I don't trust your eyesight. The one who ran away two days ago was not caught. A case broke out in Ye Zhen, and people from the government are here. Now is not a good time to make a move. Otherwise, this deal
Never mind?"
The female shopkeeper glanced at him and said, "We have been open for a long time, but this is the first time we have encountered such a good product. Three horses are worth dozens of taels of silver, and the three men are strong and muscular. It is rare to have two."
Even if you sell this little girl with tender skin and tender flesh, you can get a very good price for her beauty! Are you really willing not to do this business? "
I really can't bear it.
The expression on the man's face changed. After a moment, he decided, "No matter what your mother asks for! Let's do it after you do it!"
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Since I thought there was something wrong with this inn, and the cat couldn't see anything in the room, I naturally wanted to go down and take a closer look.
After a while, a few people went downstairs to order food for dinner in the lobby.
It's just getting dark outside, but it's not completely dark yet. They are the only guests in the inn today. There are six or seven tables, so you can sit anywhere you want.
Except for the female shopkeeper and the waiter, not many people were seen.
The waiter was born thin and small, not much taller than Aling, and his smile was a little festive, "Our shop today has big meat buns, porridge and side dishes, as well as noodles and braised pork. What do you want to eat, sir?"
The decoration of the inn is simple, and the dishes are also quite simple. You can either eat rice porridge and big meat buns, or noodles and braised pork. There are not many choices.
Song Qiu frowned. It was also a deserted place with a radius of ten miles. As long as there were many resting spots, passers-by could choose other places.
But at least there is still meat to eat, so it’s okay.
So I ordered big meat buns and porridge and side dishes. In the evening, I had something light.
The meat buns and porridge are both ready-made, so you don’t need to make them fresh. The waiter will bring them to you soon after you order them.
A large plate of meat buns, several plates of side dishes, and a pottery bowl of porridge were put on the bowls and chopsticks and served by oneself.
When I was away from home, I didn't pay much attention to it, and there were no separate tables among the people. Song Qiu and Aling sat on one side, and the other three people each sat on another side.
The pottery basin was in Ma Liang's hand, so he stood up and served porridge to everyone, starting from Song and Qiu, one by one.
Song Qiu took the bowl of porridge and took a sip. It was warm, not hot and not cold, so it tasted just right.
He raised his hand and picked up another meat bun and held it in his hand. He held the bun in one hand and used chopsticks in the other to pick up side dishes.
Seeing her move her chopsticks, Du Chuanfu and the other three began to pick up the meat buns and eat them.
Song Qiu picked up two pieces of side dishes and ate them, then opened his mouth and took a bite of the meat bun.
The buns are big, and with her appetite, one is enough to eat. Not to mention, the meat inside is quite large. She can bite into the meat in just one bite. She doesn’t know how much each one costs. If it costs three pennies a piece, then
This amount of meat is definitely a loss!
Song Qiu was thinking while chewing. Suddenly, he stopped chewing.
In her previous life, her family owned a restaurant when she was a child. When she grew up, she inherited her father's business and worked in her own restaurant without looking for another job.
She likes to cook. If I don't want to brag, when it comes to cooking, she can't cut vegetables or meat with her eyes closed, and she can't add too much or less seasonings with her eyes closed.
Therefore, no one is more familiar with similar ingredients than her.
Especially the most cooked pork.
She remembered that when she first started holding a large spoon, her father asked her to try a dish. She had to cook just one boiled pork slice dozens of times before she was given the nod.
Not to mention other dishes.
Of course, the dishes she tried could not be thrown away and wasted, so during those days, she ate pork until she vomited, and she also ate beef until she vomited, so that she did not eat meat for nearly a year.
As for pork, even if you don't tell her and let her eat it blindfolded, she will eat it.
This meat filling was definitely not pork, she was sure.
If pork is not used as filling for big meat buns, what other meat can be used as filling?
This doesn't look like beef, let alone mutton.
It doesn't taste like venison.
Song Qiu chewed the taste for a while again. After watching too many heavy-flavored movies, a bold idea suddenly came to his mind. Suddenly, he felt sick in his throat.
His eyes then glanced at the three people of Du Chuanfu, including Ah Ling, who had huge appetites and ate large portions of meat buns and clear porridge.
"Ugh!" She suddenly pulled off the handkerchief, spit out the meat buns in her mouth, and wrapped them in the handkerchief.
Then he slapped it on the table and said, "It's from the shopkeeper!"
The four people who were enjoying their meal were frightened by her actions, and they all stopped eating.
"Sister Aqiu, what's wrong?" Aling asked, scanning around with her eyes.
She just said that there was something strange about this inn, and Sister Aqiu must have discovered something fishy!
Aling had a vigilant look on his face, as if Song Qiu would give a shout and be ready to kill everyone at any time.