Yu Sheng discussed with Uncle Shi about the construction of the inn.
He had no idea about the construction of these projects, so he had no choice but to seek help from Uncle Shi, the most experienced and oldest man in the town.
"Oh, this really troubles me." Uncle Shi said.
He has only done some small jobs all his life, and he has never done such a large-scale construction project.
"In that case, I'd better go to Yangzhou City to find someone." Yu Sheng said, but after all, he felt more at ease with his own people.
Uncle Shi added a cup of tea for himself, "Xiao Yu'er, do you really want to expand the inn?"
"Is there any holiday left?" Yu Sheng poured a cup for Li Zheng next to him. His tea was good tea, mountain tea picked from the temple.
"In these days and months, disaster may strike at some point. If you build an inn, there won't be any guests by then," Li Zheng said.
Although no one said it, the seeds of panic were sown in their hearts.
The people in the town are just muddle along, living one day at a time.
Of course I can survive the rest of my life, but I can't live without guests.
"No, it's just two suns. Then I can find someone to shoot down one of them."
I am very optimistic about the rest of my life. If I can shoot nine, it is not difficult to shoot one.
Uncle Shi and Li Zheng looked at each other and said, "Well, since you are so optimistic, I will go to the city to help you inquire some other time." Uncle Shi stood up.
As soon as they left, the man who had just saved Yu Sheng came up to him and said, "Immortal, oh, no, shopkeeper, are you looking for a capable person to carry out large-scale construction projects?"
"Yes." Yu Sheng nodded. Seeing the man's hesitation, he asked, "Why, are you good at it?"
The man rubbed his hands and said, "Three generations of my ancestors, including me, four generations in total, used to be responsible for building palaces for the city lord in the city."
Yu Sheng's eyes lit up, but he still asked: "My requirements are not as low as those of the palace."
The man was startled, but he didn't expect Yu Sheng to be so demanding, "What do you want?"
He had just escaped from the Southern Wilderness, and now he urgently needed to find something to do so that he could settle down here for the rest of his life.
Yu Sheng then set up a tea ceremony, dipped his hands in the tea, and talked on the table.
"It must be close to mountains and rivers, and it must conform to the mountain's shape. It must not ruin the bamboo forest scenery. It must take every scene step by step to hide the inn in the bamboo forest."
Yu Sheng finally said, "How about it? Can you do it?"
The man stared at the traces left by Yu Sheng's tea and pondered for a moment, "It's not a problem, it's just that it will cost a lot of money. I'm afraid..."
Yu Sheng stopped him and said, "Money is not an issue."
Since money was not an issue, the man agreed to make a sketch first and then let Yu Sheng decide.
The man resigned, and Yu Sheng stood up and poured the dirty cup of tea under the front steps when he noticed a shadow blocking the setting sun that shone on him.
"Excuse me, please, you're blocking me from the sun." The old beggar sitting on the steps looked back and dropped the straw stick in his mouth in shock.
"My God, are there such fat people in the world?" the old beggar said, but he didn't realize for a moment that he was not a human being.
When Yu Sheng looked up, he was startled. He saw that this man was not very tall, but he was ridiculously fat and almost square.
He carried a bamboo stick on his shoulder, picked up a package, and held an emerald green bamboo flute in his left hand.
The person who came was wearing a long robe, made of unknown fur. It was shabby and worn, but it covered the body tightly. The lower half of the body was wearing a pair of particularly fat trousers, which were tight and tight.
He wore a much larger hat on his head, which was held down so low that he couldn't see his face clearly.
While Yu Sheng was looking at it curiously, the visitor pushed up the bamboo hat with a bamboo flute, revealing a familiar and kind face of Yu Sheng.
The old beggar was frightened and said, "Monster, monster, monster!" He jumped up from the steps and ran away.
When Yu Sheng turned around, the old beggar had already arrived at the east end of the town.
Yu Sheng ignored him, turned around and said eagerly to Lai Xiong, "Panda, Kung Fu Panda?"
"Who?" Lai Xiong turned around and saw the same bear, only to realize that he was talking about himself.
He was unhappy and corrected Yu Sheng seriously, "Brother, please pay attention to your words. You can call me bear, but can you not bring that cat?"
"Sure," Yu Sheng nodded happily, "Can I touch you?"
"What?" The visitor instantly lost his composure, turned sideways and held the bamboo stick in front of him, looking at Yu Sheng warily, "There are differences between humans and animals, brother, please respect yourself."
"Don't get me wrong. We didn't meet each other by chance before, but now we finally see him alive. I just feel it."
Yu Sheng is now like a weird uncle who tempts little lolita to eat sweets.
"Alive? Have you seen dead ones before?" The panda became even more wary.
"No, it's alive too, but it's too noble to be touched." Yu Sheng walked towards the panda cautiously.
At the same time, I didn't forget to ask the system in my mind, "System, do you have a camera function? Take a picture for me. We are also the ones who care for pandas."
"No." The system said coldly.
"It doesn't even have a camera function, what kind of system do you think it is?" Yu Sheng was greatly disappointed.
"I am the inn system, not the camera system!" the system shouted in Yu Sheng's mind.
"I almost forgot that you are an inn system." Yu Sheng suddenly realized, "You might as well be useful as a camera system."
"Your uncle", the system is going crazy, wishing that humanity would destroy Yu Sheng.
However, the system is born to provide services to the master and cannot violate the three laws of Nalosi.
For the rest of his life, he ignored him and concentrated on the panda. When he was about to succeed, the panda dodged him.
"Brother, please respect yourself, I am a bear, be careful if I scratch you." Seeing Yu Sheng's constant entanglement, the panda could only threaten.
Yu Sheng stopped in dismay, "Haven't you been expelled from the bear clan and no longer a bear?"
"If I'm not a bear, am I still a cat?"
The panda said proudly: "Whether I am a bear or not, those bear demons have no say. They are jealous, nakedly jealous of my race's supreme appearance."
Just as Yu Sheng was about to ask again, he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that the old beggar was running back again non-stop.
He stood behind Yu Sheng, "I'm stupid too, is there any safer place in Yangzhou than behind you?" the old beggar said without breath.
The panda held up his hand and said, "Brother, your legs are very strong."
The old beggar took back his body, put his head out and said, "I tell you, this is the son of King Donghuang. You are not allowed to make trouble here."
"The son of King Donghuang?" Panda was startled. He came from Demon City in the north, where he heard that King Donghuang's son was in Yangzhou.
He went south this time not only to eat, but also to meet the son of King Donghuang.
The panda immediately became enthusiastic when he thought of this.
He lifted a ring of flesh around his waist, took a step forward and offered his hand to Yu Sheng, "It turns out to be the young master of Donghuang. I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful. My name is A Gun, just call me Gun Gun."
"If you want to touch it, feel free to touch it." Gungun patted his belly and greeted cheerfully.
"No, no need." Yu Sheng refused. Isn't this the Gungun he knew and the one he promised to be able to bend his eyebrows and serve the powerful?
Or do all pandas like to hug their laps?
Ah Gun also felt that he was too enthusiastic. He pointed to the inn signboard and said, "Is this the young master's inn?"
"Yes, do you want to work or stay in a hotel?" Yu Sheng came to his senses and entertained the guests skillfully.
"Stay in the hotel, but let's get something to eat first. I'm in a hurry and I'm going to be hungry." Ah Gun patted his stomach.
"What are you going to eat, a bowl of milk?" Yu Sheng asked smoothly.
"What is that? It sounds delicious?" Ah Gun heard this for the first time, "Have some."
"Sorry, the inn doesn't have it."
"Hey, without you..." Ah Gun was about to say, but thinking of the noble status of the opposite party, he changed his tone, "How about a plate of bamboo shoots and stir-fried bacon?"
"Here is."
"Another plate of bamboo tube rice, braised bamboo shoots, and some other specialty dishes." Ah Gun said, picking up the meat on his waist and carefully stepping across the threshold.
"Yes, you wait."
Yu Sheng remembered that after asking him to sit down, he just turned around and heard a crisp click. Looking back, Ah Gun chewed the green bamboo flute in his hand.
"What's wrong?" Ah Gun asked in confusion when he saw Yu Sheng and the old beggar looking at him.
"Would you like some, too?" Ah Gun handed the bamboo flute to Yu Sheng, "This thing is convenient, it looks like a normal meal, and it can satisfy you when you're hungry, but it doesn't taste very good."