The landlady's expression did not change: "You two are staying in the same room tonight, do you want to sleep on the same bed?"
This question is asked!
Obviously Manshu had said before that she had a fiancé.
"Madam boss, aren't you kidding me?
How can we share a bed?"
"We have already agreed that I will sleep on the bed and he, a boy, will sleep on the floor."
"However, I have to trouble the landlady to prepare two more quilts, otherwise he will catch a cold and my trip to the mountain will be delayed tomorrow."
"OK."
The landlady readily agreed.
"This ginger tea of yours will be too cold to drink later, so please drink it while it's hot."
The lady boss saw the two people going upstairs and reminded them.
Manshu responded and said he understood.
She and Xun Chuyi returned to the room, looked around, and found no surveillance cameras, so they relaxed.
Xun Chuyi still didn't dare to be careless. Just because they didn't find it didn't mean there really wasn't one.
So, he typed a line of text on his mobile phone and showed it to Manshu.
——There are ingredients added to the ginger tea.
Manshu raised his eyebrows. Although he had guessed a little, but it was really confirmed, he still felt that the landlady was brave.
However, for ordinary people, no one would be able to detect the ingredients in ginger tea.
After all, the taste of ginger is too strong.
The boss lady may have used this trick to deal with many people, but she must not have known that she also encountered a tough opponent this time.
Xun Chuyi was the best at refining medicine. What medicine could he not smell when it came under his nose?
Even if you hid it in the ginger tea and almost deceived people, Xun Chuyi finally discovered it.
"It's filled with datura pollen."
Xun Chuyi dipped his hand into some ginger tea, licked it with his tongue and tasted it.
Manshu yelled, this proprietress opened a dark shop, and she kept mandala flowers. In ancient times, these were the ingredients of Mongolian sweat medicine.
"Then shall we drink this ginger tea?"
Manshu asked Xun Chuyi.
Xun Chu picked up one of the bowls and drank it all without giving Man Shu a chance to object.
Manshu stared at him.
Xun Chuyi then typed on his mobile phone to explain: "It doesn't matter, you don't know. I have been soaking in medicinal materials since I was a child. This datura pollen has no effect on me at all."
"Not to you either."
When Manshu wanted to say something else, Xun Chuyi typed another line.
Manshu didn't understand its meaning.
Logically speaking, she should be afraid of datura pollen. Why did Xun Chuyi say it had no effect on her?
"Don't forget, you have the blood of a witch."
The bloodline of an ancient witch could originally use witchcraft to save people, but the amount of datura pollen was very small, so it really had no effect on her.
So Manshu also drank the ginger tea.
The landlady was no longer in the lobby at this time.
She returned to her room and entered the secret passage through a mirror.
In the secret passage, there is a room with many computers monitoring each room.
The scene of Manshu and the others drinking ginger tea naturally fell into the eyes of the landlady.
"The people above also said that this little girl is cunning, where is her cunning?
Didn’t you drink the ginger tea I gave you?"
“When do we act?
Send people into the mountains?"
Sitting next to the proprietress was a man, about thirty or forty years old, with muscular muscles and looking very strong and reliable.
"What's the panic?
The batch of goods just entered the mountain today, so we have to wait no matter what."
"Besides, I was informed by the boss before that I would have to pick up the goods at five o'clock."
The man wrapped his arms around the boss's wife's waist, and his other hand was restless.