Did they all go to the toilet?

"Little two, little two." I immediately raised my voice.

"It's coming, it's coming...... What does Childe command? The shopkeeper walked in with a smile on his face.

"Where are these masters?" I asked.

"Huh?" The shopkeeper widened his eyes and glanced around the side room, "They're all gone?" When did you leave? ”

"I'm asking you." I frowned.

"No, I've been waiting in the hallway, and I haven't seen anyone come out." The shopkeeper's face was full of surprise.

In order to provide the most attentive service, each private room of Yihe House has a special person in charge of serving, and in order to take care of the privacy of the guests, the juniors usually stay far away and only shout loudly before entering.

"Didn't see anyone coming out?" I looked at the carved screen on the side of the box.

Could it be that they jumped out of the window and left?

Something is not right.

If they leave voluntarily because of some urgency, they should always leave a word for me to know; If they were coerced to leave, or even killed and removed...... Who in the world can do this without leaving a trace?

You must know that among these people, there are world-shattering masters like Aurora Sword Yunsheng.

Maybe in the martial arts, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, many people have the ability to defeat Yun Sheng, but it is almost impossible to defeat Yun Sheng quietly.

Of course, things don't have to be related to martial arts.

Then it's harder to guess.

I examined the inside of the box in detail, but found no valuable clues.

"Little two." I shouted again.

"Childe, you say." Xiao Er has been standing at the door.

"They didn't check out?" I said.

"Nope." Little Erdao.

"How much." I asked.

"One thousand three hundred taels." Little Erdao.

"Scared, I just ate a few dishes, so expensive?" I glanced at the dishes on the table.

"Let me see." Xiao Er took out a piece of solitaire from his waist and looked at it, "A jar of glow-in-the-dark wine, worth seven hundred taels, the popular singer sings, Yajin is five hundred taels - this singer left after singing, and you didn't come at that time." ”

"That's one thousand two." I thought, "So these dishes are a hundred taels?" ”

"No, because Gong Li handled the VIP waist card of our Yiheju, these dishes are all delivered." Xiao Er explained, "The remaining one hundred taels is the cost of handling the waist card. ”

"He'll enjoy it." I smiled wryly.

"Childe, don't think that 1,300 taels is very expensive, in fact, it is a lot of money." Xiao Er was on the side.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"The box where we live together has a box fee, and the cost of a big box like this is 1,000 taels." Xiao Er talked eloquently, "But as a VIP in this restaurant, you enjoy special treatment - as long as you spend more than 1,000 taels, you can be exempted from the room fee - so, the original cost of this meal was 2,550 taels, because of the VIP waist card, now it is only 1,300 taels, you say, is this a big profit?" ”

"What about you?" I suddenly wondered, "How much do you get paid a year?" ”

"A small salary, one hundred and fifty taels a year." Xiao Er did not hesitate and answered honestly.

"It's not bad for hungry soldiers to live together." I laughed.

The annual salary of 150 taels is no more than the case for many small shopkeepers, and some poorer states and counties do not even reach this amount.

"The wages are just a small head." Xiao Eryi said with a smile, "Just relying on the rewards of the masters, when you are lucky, you can earn a few hundred taels more every year." ”

"A few hundred taels? I'm afraid it's more than that, right? "I took out two silver tickets and handed them to him, one for one thousand taels and one for five hundred taels.

"The little one will go get you change right away." Xiao Er took the silver ticket.

"No, I'll go." I pushed open the window and slid out gently.

"Huh? Childe, you still have a VIP waist card that you haven't ......," Xiao Er shouted into the window.

I heard it, but didn't care.

This place should not come again.

Jumping directly from the second floor, the span was tight, and he was already sitting firmly on the saddle of the black wind.

"Let's go to Aquila Castle to see what is going on." I patted Black Wind on the neck.

Quack, quack.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves jumped on the bluestone street.

After two incense sticks, I saw the legendary tunnel through the mountain - the original simple and rough rock cave entrance was blocked by an intricately carved archway, and suddenly the grandeur came up.

Boy!

An endless dragon of carriages, horses, and men winds its way down the avenue, and at the other end it sinks into the dark maws of the cave.

When I saw this, I was immediately worried.

How long does this line last?

"Master, are you in a hurry to cross the tunnel?" A man in ordinary dress next to him leaned over and asked.

"So what?" I looked at this man, and he didn't seem to know martial arts.

"Behold, if you divide this long line into three sections, thirty dollars in the back section, one hundred dollars in the middle section, and five hundred dollars in the first section." The man gestured with his hand and said.

It's actually a scalper who queues up for people!

"Is there anything that will pass right away?" I asked.

"Yes." The man craned his neck and said after visiting. "But this kind of good seat, you have to add a little fee......"

"What's the cost?" I said disapprerovingly, "Those people who line up can earn dozens of dollars at most at a time, and your profits are already sky-high." ”

"Master, you are also an understanding person." The man smiled, "That's five hundred." ”

"Nor did my money fall from the sky." I put my hands on the pergola and looked into the distance.

"Three hundred, leave immediately, the team will be lined up if it's too late." The man gritted his teeth.

"Lead the way." I threw him a grain of silver.

Sometimes, haggling is fun, and more importantly, you can't be wronged.

Under the leadership of the man, I walked all the way from the long queue through the tunnel, and on the way I saw many people who had no companions (few people traveled alone these days}, let alone luggage, and were alone in the queue, and they should be professional queuers.

Walking to a place about two or three feet away from the toll post, the man stopped.

"That's it, master, please get off the horse." The man said, and patted a dozing yellow-faced middle-aged man in the team again: "The guests are here." ”

"Uh-oh." The yellow-faced middle-aged man pecked at the rice and nodded his head.

He and I quickly switched seats.

Of course, this inevitably attracts some strange eyes.

Once I was on my feet, I glanced behind me and looked at the long queue of people, and I couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

"It's your share." I heard the conversation between the man and the yellow-faced middle-aged man, "Is it still rowed?" ”

"Platoon, why not platoon?" Yellow-faced middle-aged road.

"It's still rowed, then it has to be minus one."

"Less is less ......"

The two talked, and gradually walked away.

Don't look at such a small thing as queuing for people, there seem to be a lot of rules in it.

I waited for about a stick of incense before I walked to the toll post.

"Ten dollars for a man, twenty dollars for a horse." The soldier guarding the card shouted.