Chapter 59: Blocking the Door (Page 1/1)

Seeing that the man went out alone, Jiang Chuan did not follow.

Someone is injured and definitely needs to buy medicine. Fearing that their identities would be exposed, they did not dare to go to the store in person, so they could only send someone to buy medicine.

This is the most plausible explanation.

The town is not big, in fact, it is just this street. The pharmacy was at the other end of the street, and the man didn't take long to return, carrying a bag in his hand.

After the man went in, no one came out.

Jiang Chuan was indeed very hungry and finished eating the wine and food on the table.

When he called the shopkeeper to come over to meet the banknotes, the shopkeeper's expression was a little surprised, obviously thinking that the large amount of food in front of him was a bit inconsistent with his identity, after all, he wanted a table full of meals.

Jiang Chuan concluded that the people in Tsing Yi would not travel overnight, so he did not plan to stay here overnight.

He needed to find a place to sleep for the night, and although the weather was getting warmer now, even if he slept in the wild for a night, if he was lucky enough not to encounter the harassment of wild beasts, it was not a big deal.

However, Jiang Chuan didn't intend to be an assassin or killer who lurked all night, he was here to save people.

I asked the shopkeeper, and there was only one inn in town.

Throw down a silver ingot, and use the rest of the money as a tip, and ask the shopkeeper to go to the inn opposite to ask if there is a vacant room.

The shopkeeper soon came back, saying that the inn was only the cheapest Chase shop left for those feet to sleep on.

Jiang Chuan frowned, although he was not particular about life, he was not willing to squeeze the Chase shop with a bunch of big-footed men in order to save people.

The shopkeeper observed the words and looked at the looks, and recommended Jiang Chuan to rest upstairs for a night at the right time, looking humble but with some philistine shrewdness.

Jiang Chuan hesitated for a moment, then agreed, and the shopkeeper looked very happy.

The space on the third floor was larger than he had imagined, and it looked like there were at least twenty or thirty rooms.

The shopkeeper took him up to the third floor and handed him to an old bustard with a white wall on his face.

When the old bustard saw Jiang Chuan, his expression was a little surprised, but he quickly regained his professional enthusiasm and greeted Jiang Chuan in a very familiar tone, as if he had seen a frequent visitor.

Although Jiang Chuan was prepared in his heart, he still felt very uncomfortable, waved his hand, and frowned: "Give me a room facing the street."

The old bustard took a piece of silver thrown by Jiang Chuan, smiled, nodded and agreed, and led the way in front of the courtesy.

She could see that this boy was obviously not the kind of master who came to have fun, so she didn't say much. In their line of work, observing words and emotions is the basic quality.

Besides, the young man in front of him doesn't look fierce, but his gestures are a little intimidating.

The room was quite elegant, Jiang Chuan took a quick look, pushed open the window just in time to see the door of the inn opposite, and nodded to show that he was quite satisfied.

The old bustard breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that this feared son was still good at talking, and when he was about to retreat after saying two sentences, the young man spoke again:

"Find a girl."

The old bustard paused for a moment, obviously thinking that he had heard it wrong, this boy's taste obviously would not be the grade of a small town brothel.

However, she quickly came back to her senses, and she was used to eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and perhaps wanted to taste the taste of mountain flowers and wild grasses. There was nothing new under the sun, and she hadn't seen anything like that before.

"Don't worry, the slave family has brought you our top red girl, Sister Feng, to serve you and ensure that you are satisfied." The old bustard's face bloomed with a bright smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze. Of course, if the powder on the face falls down with a shake.

Hearing Sister Feng's words, Jiang Chuan's heart suddenly appeared with the face of a genius who had been seen once in five hundred years, and his body trembled for no reason.

Fortunately, this Sister Feng is not Sister Bi Feng, and she did not let Jiang Chuan run away.

Sister Feng is still a little beautiful, except that the powder on her face is a little thick.

Looking at the young and heroic son in front of her, she was secretly happy in her heart, and with a shy smile on her face that she thought was the most decent, she twisted her waist and walked towards Jiang Chuan.

In this business, in addition to observing words and feelings, you must also understand the tone of different classes of guests, which is also a basic quality, but it is an advanced skill.

"Childe, the slave family is polite. I don't know what kind of music Childe wants to hear. Sister Feng asked shyly, taking the path of everyone's ladies.

Jiang Chuan just glanced at her, took out a silver ingot from his arms and put it on the table, "Close the door." ”

Sister Feng was a little surprised, she didn't expect this son to be so anxious, with a knowing smile on her face, she twisted her waist and closed the door.

Without waiting for her to come over again, Jiang Chuan pointed to the location of the window and said, "Sit there, look at the inn opposite, if there is a team of merchants driving three carts out, let me know." ”

After saying that, Jiang Chuan went to bed, and soon a slight snoring sounded.

Sister Feng froze in place, obviously not expecting the young and mighty son to make such a strange request.

Looking at the ingot of silver on the table, Sister Feng glanced at Jiang Chuan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and quietly moved a small round stool and sat by the window and looked at the other side.

I slept soundly all night, and I didn't even have a dream.

Jiang Chuan got up, stretched his waist, and looked at the prostitute in front of him with a haggard face, yawning for a long time, and a lot of big bags on her face and arms.

There was still resentment and grievance in her eyes.

"No one is out?"

"None of the people Childe said were out."

Jiang Chuan nodded, took out another ingot of silver and put it on the table, "Get me some early, it should be lighter." The rest is just the hard work of feeding the mosquitoes all night. ”

For the sake of money, all the grievances and grievances in Sister Feng's eyes disappeared immediately, and she skillfully reached out and touched it, the silver had already fallen into her sleeve, and she turned around and went out to arrange wine and food.

After breakfast, Jiang Chuan suddenly felt refreshed, and Shi Shiran walked out of the restaurant.

As soon as he went out, he saw Ji Biao.

"Childe, everyone has brought it." Ji Biao pointed to a group of people dressed as merchants and pushing several carts not far from the street.

Jiang Chuan nodded, satisfied with their speed, and pointed to the inn opposite, indicating that the target was inside.

Ji Biao understood, turned around and beckoned to the crowd in the distance, and pointed to the opposite side.

A group of people pushed the cart into the inn.

The shopkeeper who greeted customers at the door looked at the group of dusty merchants in front of him, and was a little surprised, could it be that this group of people had been on the road all night?

"The shopkeeper wants a separate courtyard, there are many of us." Ji Biao stepped forward to negotiate.

The shopkeeper's expression was very embarrassed: "Guest officer, I'm really sorry, there are guests in the courtyard now." ”

"Look, those guests are eating breakfast there." The shopkeeper pointed to the group of people sitting in the lobby and eating with their heads down.

Ji Biao looked at it, suddenly laughed, walked over and stood next to those people and said loudly: "Several, let the courtyard out, we want to live." ”

His voice was so loud that all the guests who were eating in the lobby looked over.

The eating movements of those people in Tsing Yi also stopped, and their faces showed anger, and their hands touched their waists.

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