After he tasted the food, he thought it tasted very good and there was nothing wrong with it.

"The taste is very satisfying." He put down his knife and fork and said doubtfully, "What is the problem?"

Hearing him say that there was no problem with the food, the other long-term workers breathed a sigh of relief.

"The pub has had this situation twice before, but it was a little better than today's situation." The bartender said, "And after the two previous bad business situations, it returned to normal in a few days."

Werther knew that he was talking about the two cases where the magic card was lost, but they did not know about the card issue.

"Your Highness, will this time be the same as before? The business here will pick up again in a few days." asked the long-term worker.

"It may get better, but I'm not sure." Witt said, "I need to find out what the cause is."

He thought that the first thing to do was to confirm whether the magic hairpin was still where it was last placed, so he planned to use teleportation magic to go to Charlie's room to check. Just as he was about to walk out of the tavern door, he was stopped by the long-term workers.

"Your Highness, where are you going? What should we do now?"

"I'm going to investigate now. You guys should wait here for the guests to arrive."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Werther walked behind the big tree in front and used teleportation magic to change himself into Charlie's room. There was no one here at this time, but he heard the sound of a servant sweeping the floor outside the door.

We need to check it out as soon as possible. It would be terrible if we were discovered, he thought to himself.

Walking to the bed and lying down, he was surprised to see the familiar hairpin stuck in the place where he hid it last time without any sign of being removed.

"The hairpin is clearly there, but why does it have no magic power?" He said to himself, "Doesn't the magic power of the hairpin last forever?"

At this time, he noticed that the hairpin in a dark place like under the bed was no longer glowing.

"It's strange. The sapphire on it glows in the dark. Why doesn't it work now?" He picked up the hairpin and looked at it doubtfully, "Could it have been swapped?"

He stood up, pointed the hairpin at the sunlight shining in from the window, and carefully looked at the gold part and the gem part of the hairpin. The dragon-shaped pattern on the gold part was still lifelike and meticulous in workmanship, and the dragon pattern on the sapphire was as strange as ever.

The most important thing is that he remembered that when he first saw this hairpin, there was a very small scratch on the gold part, and the hairpin in his hand now had the same scratch.

In other words, this card is the original one and has not been swapped.

He gently pinched the hairpin, feeling extremely confused. The most reasonable explanation now is probably that the magic power of the hairpin will not always exist. After many years of existence, its magic power will disappear.

"In this case, card issuance will no longer work, and taverns and hotels will not prosper because of card issuance." He said to himself, "But the food in the tavern is obviously not bad, why don't any customers come?

What? I still need to investigate this clearly."

The sound of his movements attracted the attention of the servants outside the door. The two servants started talking outside the door.

"There seems to be a sound in the master's room."

"It can't be a mouse, right?"

"If it's a rat, if it bites something in the master's room, then we will be punished."

"But we can't enter the master's bedroom. Only the butler can enter. Why don't we call the butler over and let him go in and take a look."

The two servants seemed to have left the door and were going to find the housekeeper.

Seeing this, Werther quickly gathered his strength and used teleportation magic to return to the back of the tavern. He thought that since the hairpin had lost its magic power, other stores in Chalik would also be affected. Thinking of this, he walked to a nearby hotel

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Today, the hotel is still under construction. The worker standing on the ladder is carefully painting the door in the sun. Because the sun in this location is too dazzling, he puts his hat down.

At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps stopping next to the ladder, so he lowered his head and looked down, only to see Werther appearing in front of the gate. He recognized that this was the lord of Dawn Town and Nightfall Town, so he hurriedly stepped down from the ladder and put down

He held the brush in his hand, saluted him, and said: "Your Highness, I didn't expect you to come here today. Please forgive me for being rude to you because I am covered in paint."

"It's okay." Werther smiled, "You did a good job, the painting here is very beautiful."

He admired the half-painted landscape painting on the gate, a few wild deer drinking water by the stream, and a few bushes in the distance.

"Did you come up with this image?"

"Your Highness, thank you for the compliment. In fact, I have only studied painting for a few years and can only paint landscapes." The worker smiled sheepishly, "I made you laugh. But, what are you doing here today?"

"I just came to take a look." Werther looked around, then looked at him and asked, "How is the business here today?"

"A few guests stayed this morning and left after they had enough."

"How many are there?" Werther felt slightly nervous.

He thought for a while and said, "I'm not sure either. I've been here cleaning the door since seven in the morning. It's been more than three hours now and about a dozen guests have left here."

"What?" Werther was instantly petrified, "There are so many, they should be all the guests staying here, right?"

"Probably. Haha, what a coincidence, so many guests left the hotel on the same day."

Werther could not help but feel his heart beat faster. Could this mean that the hotel's business had begun to plummet?

"It's so strange that they all left!" Werther asked nervously, "Will there be any new guests coming in after that?"

"There have been no new guests staying at the hotel so far today," the worker said. "However, there are very few people who come to stay at the hotel in the morning, and most of them come in the evening and late at night."

After hearing this, Werther realized that it was indeed the case. There were very few people coming to stay in the hotel during the day. But within just two hours, almost all the guests left. This was very similar to the situation in the tavern.

"There will be no more guests coming from now on..." Werther whispered, his eyes full of loss and worry.

The worker looked at him curiously and comforted him: "How come no one comes again? Your Highness, there are many people staying in this hotel all the time. Maybe there will be more people after six o'clock."

"But it's hard to say. I can only observe it for a while."

Just then, a carriage stopped in front of the hotel, and two women got out of it.

Among them, the well-dressed woman said to the plainly dressed woman: "Is this the hotel you are talking about? It looks very simple, can it really be habitable? We finally came to Yeshi Town to visit, how could we stay in such a place?

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The plainly dressed woman said: "Of course you can live in it. It may look a little shabby on the outside, but it's very good inside. And if you want to stay in a higher-end hotel, then I can't afford it."

"In that case, let's live here. I hope I can be satisfied with living here."

Two women holding hands

We started and walked in together.

When Witte saw this, he thought, it seems that the magic of issuing cards has indeed failed, but it is not that bad. There are still customers who are willing to move in. The current situation is that these shops have returned to normal levels without the help of magic.

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In this case, he could no longer rely on the magic of issuing cards, but had to run these shops carefully. Thinking of this, Werther was glad that he had already started building a hotel.

"Your Highness, don't worry now." The worker next to him smiled, "There are still guests coming."

"Yes." Werther smiled and nodded, "As long as the hotel is well run, the hotel will continue to do well. You can continue painting, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Yes, Your Highness." The worker climbed up the ladder and continued painting on the door.

Werther walked back to the tavern, looked around for a while, and found that there were customers in other shops on this street, but only the tavern was still empty.

But it was only after ten o'clock, neither breakfast time nor lunch time. It was normal for no guests to come at this time. He thought, it would be better to wait and see if there were any guests later.

He walked into the tavern, drank juice and ate waffles with wild vegetables.

"This waffle is delicious." He praised, "Adding the special wild vegetables from Dawn Town to the food can improve the taste a lot. But why can't such delicious food attract customers? Is it really true?

Is that the reason for all those weird-tasting juices and cider today?”

The long-term worker next to him kept sighing: "When these foods were first sold, the guests were full of praise for them, but after a while, the guests no longer seemed to think how fresh it was. They would rather eat at the restaurant at the end of the street.

They don’t want to come to us for food from the tavern.”

The bartender passed by and sighed: "Not to mention the food you made, even the wine and juice I made were criticized."

"But the newly prepared wine and juice you sold today really don't taste good."

"Some customers still think it tastes good."

"Since some people think it tastes good and some people think it doesn't taste good, why don't you make it clear to the guests from the beginning. Or you are too confident."

"It's useless to say anything now. Guests seem to think the other drinks here are average."

Werther thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because the tavern at the end of the street tastes better than here."

"Maybe," they said.

Werther waited here until half past eleven, when he could no longer eat. Looking at the street outside, people were either anxiously walking or taking a leisurely stroll. Occasionally, a few pedestrians looked into the pub, but they soon continued

Walking forward, there seemed to be no thought of dining or drinking.

Now that the hotel has returned to normal, the tavern has also returned to normal. Werther thought to himself that this situation only shows that this tavern is indeed unable to attract customers.

"How could this happen?" A long-term worker sat on a chair and sighed, "Obviously the business was very good before, but why suddenly no one wants to come today?"

With a calm face, Witte put his hand on the long worker's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, I will investigate clearly, but it will take some more time."

"Your Highness, what are you going to do now?" the chief engineer raised his head and asked.

"I'm going to check the situation in front of other taverns. You guys wait here to see if any customers come in." Werther stood up and walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!