It's a small privately owned inn, and in 2001, the hotel industry was not so strictly regulated, let alone a small town's humble private hotel.

So, eight people stayed in this small hotel without ID cards.

After registering, Ouyang Dong said: "I'll go to the town to buy some medicine, and everyone will recover faster." ”

Zeng Xiaopeng took out a few hundred-yuan tickets from his trouser pocket, handed them to Ouyang Dong, turned his head and said to the pig:

"You also take a few of them to the town to buy a set of clothes for one person, it's cold weather, it's time to add clothes, bring me and Ah Hui a set too." As he spoke, he drew a small stack of bills and handed it to the pig.

Lu Shaohui stayed, and after Ouyang Dong and the few people left the small hotel, Zeng Xiaopeng carefully looked at the furnishings in the small hotel.

The small hotel is located on a small street on the edge of the market town, a three-story building, the first floor is a shop, about 50 square meters, in addition to a passenger registration counter, there are also a few containers sparsely placed, the goods are also uneven, showing a kind of depression.

The owner was a man in his fifties, but it was difficult to tell how old he really was, of medium height, slightly rickety, with a knife-like wrinkled face, pale skin, thin body, and a haggard and lonely face.

Zeng Xiaopeng asked for four double rooms, and the house price was 35 yuan per day, and after bargaining, it was discounted to 30 yuan per room per day.

A smile appeared on the lonely and boring face of the innkeeper, it may be that the business of the inn has been very sluggish, eight guests came at once, and they booked for ten days at a time, and the income of 1,200 yuan was definitely a big business for a small private inn in a small town.

When Zeng Xiaopeng asked if he could pack the food, the old face of the shopkeeper immediately smiled, and he agreed vigorously:

"Bao Bao Bao, I used to open a small restaurant, and my stir-fry skills are passable, so I guarantee that you eat well!"

In the end, it was decided that each person would be 15 yuan per day for accommodation and 25 yuan for three meals, for a total of 40 yuan.

After negotiating the price, Zeng Xiaopeng asked casually: "Are you alone in this store, what about the rest of your family?"

As soon as the shopkeeper who was on the scene heard Zeng Xiaopeng's question, his face was immediately covered with gloom, and he replied: "My son and daughter-in-law have gone to the city to work, and my wife is also working as a nanny for a large family in the town, and I will come back at night." ”

Then he sighed again: "Hey, the burden is heavy, in order to cure the disease, I borrowed more than 6,000 usury at the beginning of the year, and now the interest has risen to 20,000!"

The room is on the third floor, the studio is not big, more than ten square meters, just enough to put two single beds and a small coffee table and two bamboo chairs in front of the window.

It was already dark, and after a group of people went to a humble restaurant in the market town to eat and drink, they went straight back to the small inn.

The room allocation was free to choose, and finally Zeng Xiaopeng and Ouyang Dong lived in one room, Xiaoma and Lu Shaohui lived in one, Qi Zhu and Lei Ren lived in one, and Dazuo and Dinosaur lived in one.

After two days and two nights of running and tiring, everyone was tired, so they fell asleep when they went to bed.

In autumn, the weather is getting cooler, the air in the mountains is refreshing, and the warm sun is swaying, giving people a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Ouyang Dong got up early in the morning, spit out and practiced on the platform on the roof of the building, then sorted out a large plastic bag of herbs, boiled a large pot of soup and medicine, and made more than ten plasters for a while.

Zeng Xiaopeng and the seven of them all slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up.

A large platform on the top floor, the area is equal to the size of the building, which is a unified pattern of building buildings in rural areas, so as to facilitate the drying of harvested crops, wheat, rice, corn, rapeseed, etc., after harvesting, are dried on the large platform on the top floor.

The current season is not the harvest season, so the big platform is empty, and eight people happen to be on this platform to recuperate, bask in the sun, and have fun.

As soon as he stepped onto the platform, Lei Ren grinned and shouted: "Good place, wide vision, fresh air, ah, facing the mountains, spring flowers are blooming!"

The dinosaur raised the bar and said, "Is it good for the autumn flowers to bloom, it's autumn?"

Lei Ren glanced at the dinosaur with contempt, and still said: "It's dead, it's not interesting!"

Breakfast was saved, only the dinosaur picked up a basket of hard-boiled eggs, one bite at a time, and ate eight in one go, all the guests' shares, and the small innkeeper on the side was dumbfounded.

Lunch is four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, cabbage and tofu soup, and white rice and dry rice.

The taste of the stir-fry is not bad, objectively speaking, it is a notch stronger than the craftsmanship of the pony.

After lunch, under Ouyang Dong's supervision, Zeng Xiaopeng and the seven of them each drank a large bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, and each of them had Ouyang Dong's homemade plaster on their faces.

Then, everyone went up to the roof platform to bask in the sun, and the pig asked the owner to move eight bamboo chairs and a small square table, find a pair of pokers, and specially invited Ouyang Dong, plus Dazuo and Lei Ren, the four of them played the arch pig, and the dinosaur sat next to the pig to watch the game.

The bet is that fifty soybeans will be distributed to each person, and whoever loses will do fifty push-ups, with the pony as the referee.

Zeng Xiaopeng and Lu Shaohui were left cold.

The two of them went downstairs and chatted with the owner of the small inn.

From the chat, I learned that the owner of the small inn was surnamed Wang and his name was Wang Decai, but he didn't get rich at all, but lost his fortune and broke his fortune.

Lu Shaohui saw that there were two mahjong dice on the counter, so he picked them up and played with them in his hand.

At this time, two men walked outside the store, the first one was in his forties, and his dress was not inconspicuous, but it was definitely not the dress of a cropper, followed by a young man, and it could be seen at a glance that he was the kind of idle second-rate character in the market town.

As soon as Wang Decai saw the two of them, his body couldn't help but shrink under the counter.

Zeng Xiaopeng and Lu Shaohui both knew that Wang Decai's loan shark had come to the door.