"He didn't do anything to me, not to mention he was generous. If he drives away all the guests who don't like it, we will all have to drink from the northwest wind in a short time. How can I support you by then?" Man Miao looked at it. She was so angry that she reached out and pinched her little face, and said with a smile, "I'm not even angry, why are you angry? I'll probably make a lot of money tomorrow, please rub it for me, I'll still be standing tomorrow. "
I'm used to getting up early in the morning, so I wake up when the time comes. It's hard to fall asleep again, so it's better to get up and exercise.
There are no very high mountains in Mocheng, but the mountain behind the inn is relatively high. If you climb up and down every morning, you can pick some flowers, wild fruits, etc., which is just for exercise.
After leaving the courtyard, they met Yu Han and Jiang Shang. They saw her dressed in riding attire and looked at her curiously, "You want to go riding?"
In this society, apart from Hufu riding clothes for easy movement, other clothes are very troublesome. They have three layers inside and three layers outside. She waved the basket in her hand and said, "I'm going to do some exercise, stretch my hands and feet, and pick some flowers and put them back." Inn room.”
"These are things that women like. The merchants are all men. They put some flowers in the room and no one looked at them." Yu Han frowned and said. He saw some tweed in the room. He didn't care at the time. Now that he thought about it, she went to pick it every day. , it is also very hard, this mountain is not too short for women.
Ancient businessmen were unsentimental. In fact, modern businessmen are also the same. They only pursue profits and do not consider anything else.
"Flowers represent the attitude towards life. Flowers often appear in a home, which means that the home always has hope for the future." This has always been her view. No matter where the room is, she will put some flowers and Plants, “Having flowers and plants at home makes you lively and can easily make you feel better.
Most of the guests in my inn are merchants. Maybe they won't pay attention to this. When the guests sleep, they can sleep in the fragrance of flowers. This is also a good memory I hope to leave them. When they think of staying in my hotel When I go to an inn, I think, oh, it’s that inn with the fragrance of flowers.”
Jiang Shang looked at her talking enthusiastically and did not want to dampen her enthusiasm. He nodded and said gently, "This is a special idea. I like the flowers in the room."
Her idea was affirmed, and Mei Miao was in a good mood, "I'll take my leave now. I'll pick more today and put fresh ones in your room."
"Do you want to pick the whole inn every day?" Jiang Shang looked at the bamboo basket in her hand. If it was full, he would have to travel all over the mountain to pick it.
Men are so childish in these trivial matters. She rolled her eyes helplessly, "How is it possible? Flowers can be kept for several days if soaked in water and added with a little sugar. I pick a little every day. If it really is a basket a day, it must not change. Becoming a flower girl?"
Saying this, he blessed his body and walked towards the road up the mountain.
Mocheng people often come to this mountain for outings and medicinal herbs. They slowly walk along a mountain road. Some people also financed the construction of a pavilion at a scenic spot halfway up the mountain for tourists to rest.
Every time she comes to this pavilion, Manmei sits down and rests for a while. There are already half a basket of flowers picked in the basket. She only picks the flowers she likes. If they grow in the mountains, they are naturally not expensive varieties, but she likes the toughness of wild flowers. Indomitable vitality, every time I see it I appreciate this ability to take root and sprout everywhere.
This time, the two guests at the inn rarely appreciated her thoughts. Thinking that they were as full of fighting spirit and vitality as wild flowers, they somehow gained strong fighting spirit.
What about the female supporting characters? I have already left the main plot. How your male and female protagonists fall in love and kill each other has nothing to do with me. I just want to live my own life.
If you win a big prize and travel through time, even if you don't open a golden finger or something, you can't force yourself to live in a different world.
After thinking about it, she felt very good, so she picked up the basket and continued walking up the mountain. When she came down the mountain, the basket was almost full of flowers.
Walking back to the inn, she arranged the flowers, matched them according to color and pattern, and walked to the guest room carrying the basket.
As an inn proprietress, she required herself to register each guest's information in detail. She sorted the guests' names by their initials, and wrote down each guest's origin, goods sold, preferences, etc.
Since we are doing long-term business, we must grasp the regular customers. Every regular customer is a stranger, so we cannot be careless.
It's just that the writing brush was too difficult to use, so she had to make a few pencils by herself, which were cut from some qualified charcoal. The problem was that in ancient times, the paper that could withstand pencil writing was expensive and better.
Paper is extremely expensive, but fortunately the paper is not too small. Cut it into a notebook size. When writing, write smaller and it will last a long time.
Now that pencils are available, there is really no way to create an eraser. If a liberal arts student is asked to figure out how to make eraser, a difficult chemical process, I'm afraid he will have to wait until he travels back in time to become a science student in his next life.
In my impression, steamed buns can barely be used as an eraser. I remember reading in the past that foreign painters used bread crumbs to erase sketch marks on paintings. If there was no bread, they would just use steamed buns. However, this was really a waste of steamed buns.
Waste of food will be punished by God, so try not to write it wrong as much as possible.
She watched Yu Han and Jiang Shang go out with her own eyes. Since the guests are not here, the guest rooms cannot be opened casually. This is different from modern times. The waiters can clean the rooms while the guests are not around. In ancient inns, the guests belong to the guests after they stay.
Unless a guest calls, you can't enter the house casually, and you won't be able to tell if something is missing.
She left the flowers as promised and went to put them in other rooms first.
The dandy returned to the room at some point. He opened the door and leaned on the door without a trace, "Little lady, why don't you come to my room to change the flowers? All the flowers in my room have withered."
She screamed so hard that he was covered in goosebumps. Thinking that he was a guest after all, he told Yanliu Fenghe that if he called for help in the room later, he should rush into the room with the waiter regardless of everything to save him. If that didn't work,
Just go find people from the government and gangs, you can't let them be rude to you.
After finishing the explanation, he touched the sharp silver hairpin with the character "longevity" on his head, carried the basket up, and said, "I'll change it for the guest right now."
Surprisingly, when she entered the room, the dude didn't come over to do anything. He continued to lean against the door and watch her skillfully change the water and flowers, and arrange the flowers into shapes.
"I bought it no matter how much it cost, and put it all on display for me." After taking a look at the flowers in her basket, the Dandy said simply.
Before she could refuse, a piece of silver appeared in front of her.
You can't have trouble with anyone, and you can't have trouble with money. She thought that fortunately she was wise and had saved Jiang Shang and Yu Han's flowers early. She accepted the money with a smile, "I'll go get some more vases right now."
Counting the flowers in the basket, she asked the waiter to bring two buckets of well water, went to the kitchen to get a small bottle of sugar, and then asked Yanliu Fenghe to bring five empty vases, and washed them in a bucket of water.
Dry.
First, I looked at the furnishings in the inn room, and placed the vases on suitable spaces one by one. I carefully poured half a bottle of water, put some sugar into the water, selected the flowers and inserted them according to the vase and placement.
, pose properly.
It has already taken half an hour to finish all this.
