Chapter 1373: A small inn on the border
Without waiting for his subordinates to speak, the young man in brocade clothes answered on his own: "I... am passing through your precious land while on business trip. I would like to rest for a few days. Thank you for your help."
Treasure land?
Shi Li twitched his lips, wondering when did the edge of the desert next to the Fuso tribe become a treasure land?
But she would not bother with a fat sheep, so she took out her handkerchief and twirled it around her fingertips twice.
"You all must have come a long way, it must be very hard, come in!"
After saying this enthusiastically, Shi Li looked at Yuan Shang and Ah Heng, who had somehow crawled under the table to wipe the dust, and she couldn't help but express her disdain in a tone.
"You two are still standing there? Hurry up and make some tea and serve the guests!"
After commanding the two of them, Shi Li said to the young man in brocade clothes, "I will go and prepare food for you. What is your name, sir?"
"My last name is Zhou." The young master answered honestly, but a subordinate behind him opened his mouth subconsciously, so he didn't have time to speak.
Shi Li blinked her eyes. "Zhou? That's the imperial surname? It's obvious that the young master is from an extraordinary family. He might be a royal relative from Kyoto... This is a great honor for my small inn."
Pretending to say this casually, Shi Li didn't look at Zhou Lingyu again, turned around and walked lightly towards the kitchen.
All the people were left standing in the hall, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Zhou Lingyu finally realized what he had done wrong and frowned, but then he returned to normal. He winked at his subordinates behind him, and they came in one after another and sat down in scattered groups.
At this time, Zhou Lingyu finally saw Ah Heng.
The two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.
Yuan Shang saw it all clearly from the side, sneered, cracked a few more melon seeds, and talked to Zhou Lingyu with a smile.
"This is Ah Heng, our boss lady just picked him up today. He said he didn't remember anything and insisted on staying. He's so old, there's no way he can eat for free, isn't it, Mr. Zhou?"
These words made Ah Heng's eyes flicker, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Zhou Lingyu also curled her lips in a rare gesture. For the first time, she felt that Yuan Shang's words were pleasant to the ears. She nodded and replied, "Of course."
"Mr. Zhou is indeed a wise man!" Yuan Shang clapped his hands happily, took a step forward and continued, "So our boss lady asked him to do odd jobs here, just tell him what work he needs! But Mr. Zhou, it's not easy for us to open an inn here..."
Zhou Lingyu was still young, and this was his first time going out, so he obviously didn't understand Yuan Shang's hint. But the subordinate behind him understood, took out a silver ingot, and handed it to Yuan Shang.
Yuan Shang immediately smiled, "Okay! Ah Heng, hurry up and pour tea for the distinguished guest, don't be negligent!"
Ah Heng gritted his teeth silently, turned around and took the teapot from the corner.
When he walked back to pour tea for Zhou Lingyu, his figure just blocked Yuan Shang's view.
He lowered his voice and warned Zhou Lingyu, "Don't ruin my business."
"It all depends on our own abilities, uncle." Zhou Lingyu picked up the tea that Ah Heng had personally made and put it to his lips, laughing with a hint of sarcasm.
Yuan Shang stood nearby, seemingly oblivious to what was happening, and continued to crack melon seeds one after another.
In the small kitchen at the back of the inn, Shi Li smelled the tempting aroma of meat as soon as she walked in. Her eyes lit up and she looked at the girl busy in front of the stove.
"Susu, we're making steamed meat buns today!"
The girl in dark blue clothes was so busy that she didn't even turn her head. She just responded with a single word, "Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to eat pure meat buns?"
"I actually want to eat peach blossom pastry..." Shi Li pursed her lips and muttered a little aggrievedly.
Xu Su took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Shi Li, gritted her teeth and said, "Are you sure you want to eat peach blossom cake? Don't let me make peach blossom cake and you want to eat something else."
"I'll just eat the meat buns. The peach blossom pastry you made... isn't tasty." Shi Li lowered her head and spoke even more aggrievedly.
Xu Su's fist hardened, and before she could react, she heard her say -
"By the way, there are guests coming to the inn today, remember to prepare meals for more than a dozen people!"
This sentence successfully made veins pop out on Xu Su's forehead.
"Okay! I'll go take a look! What kind of person can come here to stay and eat?"
Xu Su turned around, picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, and walked out angrily.