Yun Qiuqin never had a good temper, and now she was even more furious.
"Sir, it seems that the inn is defective."
Naturally, his subordinates now dare not call Hong Zhilian "master", as this would attract too much attention.
The subordinates briefly explained the situation under Hong Zhilian's murderous gaze.
"I'm sorry, dear guests, it's really unfortunate that the inn was suddenly flooded. Fortunately, all the guests are fine."
The inn suddenly flooded, and the innkeeper almost didn't want to cry.
The weather in Liucheng is dry, so it is indeed easier to catch fire.
Precisely because everyone knows this, everyone usually has a strong awareness of fire prevention.
If the water in the kitchen stops running, then no one dares to leave without leaving any sparks.
I don’t know what happened today, but it happened.
Thinking about it, the innkeeper thought it was impossible and was wondering what was going on.
The inn was deserted, and there was no place to stay in the cold weather in the middle of the night.
Other merchants expressed their dissatisfaction with this, cursed and criticized, and asked the innkeeper to give an explanation.
Seeing the angry looks of the guests, the innkeeper endured his heartache and apologized to each of them.
"Master, what should we do now?"
People like Hong Zhilian are naturally not like other people.
A fire has already occurred. If you scold the innkeeper again, the inn will not be able to recover as before.
"Shopkeeper, it's okay. It's just a small fire. I don't know which bastard left some sparks and burned a bundle of dry firewood in the backyard. There is no other big loss."
This means that except for the backyard, the inn has no other losses, and guests can still stay.
Upon hearing this result, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.
This means that he does not need to spend too much money to repair the inn.
"Who is seeking death for not collecting the firewood properly?"
Suddenly, the shopkeeper became angry and slapped the waiter on the back of the head.
There are designated places for firewood in the inn.
If the little spark really fell into the backyard somehow, it would not have caused any kind of disaster.
You know, it's the twelfth lunar month now, that is, the New Year is over, spring has begun, and the weather is cold.
Thinking about this fire, it is really not easy.
"Even villains don't know."
The waiter shrank his head, feeling that he had been wronged.
He didn't leave the sparks, let alone put the firewood, so why should he be the boss?
"Dear guests, ladies and gentlemen, everything is alright. You can go back and rest."
The shopkeeper did not continue to pursue the case, and coaxed these "big men" back first, that was the right way.
When Hong Zhilian heard this, he didn't think anything and wanted to go back and continue to rest.
However, some people were not as "nice" as Hong Zhilian, and expressed their dissatisfaction and demanded compensation from the shopkeeper.
What's more important is that they don't dare to sleep in such an inn.
What if it happens again and they are unable to escape and are burned to death?
Suddenly, in the middle of the night, there was a quarrel at the door of the inn.
Because of the water leak this time, there was a lot of movement. Just when Hong Zhilian was unable to enter the inn, a group of heavily guarded officers and soldiers arrived immediately.
"What the hell is going on!"
As soon as the officers and soldiers arrived, they asked coldly.
Together with the officers and soldiers, the situation was finally brought under control.
At this time, the shopkeeper was dragged down by the customers until he was in a state of disheveled clothes and in a state of embarrassment.