Chapter four hundred and forty-ninth inn Tibetan bandits
The shopkeeper showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He glanced towards the back hall from the corner of his eye and shouted to the waiter: "Go and change a pot of hot tea for the guest. Use the tea leaves well. Don't neglect the distinguished guest."
The waiter left in response, but there was nothing unusual about it.
The shopkeeper took a cloth and walked up to wipe the table. He accidentally spilled the tea cup on the table. Fortunately, only a little tea came out, but it didn't get on Bai Ling.
"I'm getting older now, and I'm no longer accurate at work. Don't take it off, girl." The shopkeeper apologized, bent down to wipe away the water stains, and quickly wrote a word on the table with one hand.
"It doesn't matter, I was just sitting there bored and wanted to talk to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper who was tired came to work." After Bai Ling saw the words, he nodded almost incomprehensibly, but had no intention of getting up.
The shopkeeper did not dare to delay for a long time. After quickly wiping the table clean, he sighed: "There are not many households in our small town, so business is naturally not easy to do. In the past, we could still count on merchants from out of town to come.
We settled down, but for some reason the nearby town took away many customers, and my business here was not good."
"So that's it, doesn't the shopkeeper think of a way to get the business back? After all, it's open for business, and it always goes like this for ten and a half months without a single customer. This inn won't last long, right?
Bai Ling seemed to have not seen the word, chatting with the shopkeeper.
When the waiter brought hot tea, the shopkeeper returned to the counter.
But after fiddling with the abacus for a long time, no page in the ledger was turned.
Even the shopkeeper's fiddling with the abacus has no rules. He just does it as he pleases, maybe because he wants to do something to pass the time.
Dinner was served at Bai Liu's house. When Bai Ling returned to her room, she glanced at the counter and saw the shopkeeper winking at her, but he didn't dare to go too far.
"Have someone check out what's wrong with this restaurant. The shopkeeper should also investigate." After Bai Ling returned to the room, he ordered the secret guard.
Bai Ling could only accept the shopkeeper's kindness.
If she left at this time, Bai Liu wouldn't be able to rest well, and she might even stay up all night because of worry, which would affect her health.
"My slave, please stay in this room tonight." Haitang had always slept in a room alone, but now she proposed to stay.
"I have to work hard for you tonight. Go and guard my parents. I will put some ingredients in the room, just don't worry." After wiping his hands, Bai Ling urged: "My mother is a sleepyhead, don't be alarmed."
My mother."
Although Haitang was still uneasy, she knew Bai Ling's character and could not regret her decision, so she stopped wasting her breath.
Tonight was destined to be uneventful, and Haitang wished she could separate herself so that half of herself could be left to protect her master.
After all, they were traveling for several days, so everyone went to bed early. Only the bodyguards rested in batches, and divided the people into two groups to guard people and belongings respectively.
The backyard of the inn.
The shopkeeper was standing in the main room with his waist bent over. There was a man with a sinister face sitting on the main seat. There were also several men with gangster postures sitting in the room. At a glance, it was obvious that someone was occupying the magpie's nest.
"Trash, you can't even take medicine. Those people in your family don't have to eat in the past few days, so that you can wake up." The man in charge snorted coldly.
"I beg you, the boss, to have mercy. My father and mother are already old, and my wife is still pregnant with a child. They are not hungry!" The shopkeeper looked pale and knelt on the ground, kowtowing. "Young man, please go and find a way. I beg you.
Master, please give me another chance!"
A thief stood up and kicked the shopkeeper on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground.
"Bah! Are you afraid that you can't hear anything from the front? I'm counting on you, and all the fat sheep have run away. Go to the dungeon quickly, and if you keep chirping again, chop those two old things into pieces and feed them to the dogs! Your wife
Although I have a big belly, it’s not bad for me to eat meat!” Thief said with a lustful look on his face.
The shopkeeper trembled with fright and hurriedly said: "Young man, go to the dungeon, go right now!"
The house has been occupied, and even if the shopkeeper wants to protect his family, he does not dare to confront these thieves, otherwise there is really no way to survive.
As for the fate of Bai Ling and others, the shopkeeper didn't dare to think about it, because after the previous waves of customers were robbed, everyone disappeared, and the shopkeeper had no idea where they were going.
I have already been reminded that Bai Ling chose not to leave. No matter what kind of fate they have, it is their own fate.
Not long after, two waiters came to the front to relieve the shift. One went to the kitchen to cook side dishes and brought out two pots of wine.
"It's very cold at night, so the shopkeeper asked us to make some food for you guys. I'm afraid of delaying everyone's business, so I prepared two pots of wine, which is enough for each person, and it won't be intoxicating." The waiter said with a smile on his face.
After the food and wine were placed on the table, he called to his companions: "I left some food, so I'll bring it over. Can we have two cups of it too?"
"Okay, hurry up, it will get cold if you grind it any more." The waiter sitting at the counter yawned.
The few escorts who were responsible for keeping vigil in the hall didn't think the night was very difficult at first. After all, it was only half the night.
But the smell of the food and the hot wine inevitably made me want to take a few sips.
"Put it down, don't break the rules." Seeing that his companion wanted to drink, the older escort hurriedly shouted.
"It's very cold at night. Our buddies have a good capacity for drinking. It's okay to take a sip, right?" the escort retorted.
"The rules are the rules. I have specifically told you to be alert tonight, and you are not allowed to drink when it's cold. Have you forgotten?" The older escort pushed the food and drinks aside and lowered his voice to several people: "How old are you?
It's light, but keep in mind that your life is tied to your head, that's enough."
The few people who had been interested in it all stopped, except for the escort who wanted to drink, who was rather disapproving of it.
The waiter came back soon and started drinking with his accomplices without even looking at the escort. The two of them would brag from time to time and smack their lips while eating, which made people greedy.
"The lamp is full of kerosene, go and refill it." A waiter drank a little too much and leaned on the counter, saying, "Brother, please take a moment and call me if you need anything."
"With your drinking capacity, I really can't drink with you. It's not fun." Throwing a peanut into his mouth, the waiter took a small pot of lamp oil from under the counter and went to refill the oil lamp to be lit at night.
kerosene.
After completing the circle, the waiter suddenly shouted: "The kitchen is leaking! The kitchen is leaking!"
The older bodyguard stood up quickly and ordered the other people: "Leave two of them here to continue guarding. The others go and inform their own people. The fire in the province will burn and they will not be able to escape."
The building of the inn is mainly made of wood. Once the fire is too big, I can't imagine what the consequences will be.
The escorts immediately made their own arrangements. It happened that one of the two people left behind was the escort who wanted to drink.
"What are you doing? Didn't Uncle Zeng say you can't drink this wine?" When his companion discovered it, he drank lowly.
"Uncle Zeng is getting older, and he is always arrogant, as if we in this industry keep our heads on our belts all day long. How many times have we followed escorts, and how many times have we ever encountered trouble? It's not those ones.
Rich people cherish their lives for fear of something unexpected happening." The young escort didn't care much and handed the jug to his companion: "Drink a little, it's been a long time, usually a jug can't be sold for two taels of silver!"
When the companion heard this, he hesitated for a moment. He finally couldn't stand the aroma of the wine, so he took two big sips and refused to drink any more. He also stopped his companion from continuing to drink, so as not to be lectured by his superiors. (To be continued)