Chapter 393: The painting style is wrong

The guide developed a deep sympathy for the little woman.

He led the little woman to the inn where the road was best.

All the way to the inn, there are almost no steps, only a few gentle slopes.

The little woman sensed the guide's kindness and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The guide straightened his back, "Coming to our island is the right choice for you, and we will definitely make you have the most comfortable vacation." ”

The little woman smiled faintly, "I hope so." ”

When the guide heard this, he turned his head and looked at the little woman a few times, but did not see anything out of the ordinary.

The two walked forward in silence, and when they came across a fork in the road, the guide reminded the little woman in a loud voice.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I arrived at a very characteristic house.

This is a very famous colorful inn on Qixia Island, the entire inn is made of stone, and the exterior walls are painted with paint.

Each building is only three stories high, and can only accommodate three guests, and there is a certain distance between the buildings to ensure that they do not disturb each other.

The guide led the little woman to the counter, "Guest." ”

Even though the little woman's eyes were tied with cloth bands, the person in charge of the reception still greeted her with a smile, "Hello, what kind of room do you like?"

It was the voice of a young woman.

Little woman: "I don't know, please introduce me." ”

The receptionist patiently explained, "Our rooms vary according to the color of the exterior walls, for example, the blue room is filled with the smell of the sea......

She gave a full introduction to the tea time, and when she was done, she looked at the little woman expectantly.

The little woman frowned and thought for a moment, "What was the first type of room you just introduced?"

The expression on the receptionist's face did not change at all, and he still smiled and said, "It's a blue room, and it smells of the sea." ”

Little woman: "I don't like the sea, it's salty." ”

The guide couldn't stand it anymore.

You don't like it, what do you mention?

He shook his head and turned to leave.

The guide fee will be paid by the inn, it doesn't matter if he leaves first, he has cooperated for so long, and he is not afraid of the inn defaulting.

Receptionist: "What do you like?"

Little woman: "It should be faintly floral, not too strong." ”

The receptionist listened patiently and finally recommended a room to the little woman.

The little woman nodded, satisfied.

She turned to leave.

The receptionist hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "You should slow down." ”

The little woman didn't walk slowly, and there were no obstacles along the way that required her to slow down.

The receptionist recommended a pink building filled with romantic floral scents.

The little woman's nose moved, but she didn't say much.

She settled down in her room on the first floor.

The receptionist took the little woman by the hand and walked around the house, explaining what everything was and where to put it.

The little woman turned around and sat down on the big bed, "It's soft." ”

The receptionist was happy, "It's good that you're satisfied." ”

The ant secretly left the little woman's clothes and began to circle the house alone.

The rest of the ants left the room and roamed around the island.

Tu Shanling saw the situation of Qixia Island clearly from the perspective of ants.

The style of Qixia Island is fundamentally different from Hanlan Island, where Tu Shanling is located.

Qixia Island can be said to be a hundred schools of thought, as long as they can attract guests, each family can make the inn whatever they want.

The style of Hanlan Island is unified, and it is quiet and elegant.

Tu Shanling's divine consciousness was divided into several strands, and they did not affect each other.

There was a sense of consciousness still in the inn.

The little woman lay on the bed for a while, her nose moved, and she sat up, reaching out and fumbling for the bell in the room.

She felt the rope near the bedside table and tugged hard.

The bell hanging outside the small building rang.

The waiter who was patrolling the courtyard heard the bell, quickly confirmed the room, and hurried to the small building.

Knock knock.

The little woman reached out and groped around, felt the branches, and then got up and walked to the door.

She pulled the door open.

"Hello guest, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The little woman gave way to open the door and turned to go inside.

She pointed to the bed, "You smell it, there's a musty smell on the bed." ”

The island is damp, and if you don't take the bedding out to dry it often, it is easy to get a musty smell.

But the waiter was sure that the bedding of his inn had been drying at both ends for three days.

There can be no musty smell on the quilt, and if there is a smell, it must be the smell of sunshine.

That's that confident!

However, because the guest mentioned it, he still got closer and sniffed it, and it was true that he didn't smell musty.

He said good-naturedly: "I have helped you smell it, it is true that there is no musty smell, did you smell it wrong?"

The little woman's brow furrowed, "Are you saying I'm blind and my nose is not working?"

The waiter's face froze, but his voice remained gentle, "No." Please smell it again, maybe it may not be the same. ”

The little woman sat on the bed with her arms crossed, her gesture of resistance was very obvious.

It took a long time, and the steward of the inn came.

The inn has a rule that after the bell rings, the questions raised by the guests must be dealt with, and after they are handled, they need to go over and report them.

The first is to provide reference experience for others, and the second is also the basis for evaluation.

At the same time, it is stipulated that if the waiter who did not come to report after the time limit was exceeded, the steward would conclude that the waiter who had handled the matter in the past had not handled the matter well, and he would personally take the action.

The steward came in.

The waiter's face froze and he stepped aside.

He's going to be disciplined again.

Steward: "Hello guest, do you have anything you are not satisfied with?"

The little woman pointed to the futon, "It smells musty." ”

The steward leaned in and sniffed it, but didn't smell anything strange.

He immediately decided, "I'm sorry, this is our dereliction of duty, I'll help you change rooms immediately." ”

The waiter stole a glance at the little woman from an unseen angle.

The little woman didn't notice anything.

The steward himself led the little woman to another pink building, "I hope this place will satisfy you." ”

This small building is different from other small buildings in that the entire building is used by the guests and has a hot spring pool.

Steward: "Do you need someone to take care of you?"

The little woman shook her head, "I'll ring the bell if I need to." ”

Steward: "You are always welcome to rattle. ”

He withdrew with that.

Tu Shanling was amazed.

It is no wonder that Ao'an has less land and less output, but it is still rich.

With such a service attitude, people who have come to play once will definitely want to come and play a second time.

At this point, Qingqiu can't compare to others.

Tyubi's is never about service, it's about ...... Face!

The beautiful young lady stood at the door and beckoned, "Little brother, stay at my inn." ”

The little brother's legs went to the inn on his own.

Hey?

This style of painting doesn't seem right.

Tu Shanling, who had been aware of it for decades, suddenly found that it seemed that Qingqiu's way of soliciting business was very problematic.