Cao Zhe and I finished moving the goods, said goodbye to the caravan and went back. After waiting in the room for a long time, Teng Boli still didn't come. It was about nine o'clock in the evening, well, from now on it should be changed to the time of Yin City, and at the beginning of the day, a few of us lay down in bed and prepared to rest.

When I first arrived, Cao Zhe and I were still very excited, and we couldn't sleep for a while, so we started chatting nonsense again. We both wished we could be assigned to a caravan so that we could walk around the underworld and experience all kinds of adventures.

"Humph!" Long Xiaoyan snorted coldly again at this time, interrupting our conjecture, "I don't know if I live or die!" ”

I frowned and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Long Xiaoyan didn't answer, turned over and said impatiently: "Stop arguing!" I'm going to sleep! You'll find out tomorrow! ”

"Trick up!" Cao Zhe was also very unhappy with Long Xiaoyan's attitude.

However, on the first day of arrival, everyone is new, so there is no need to quarrel over this kind of thing. Then, the two of us also began to close our eyes and recuperate, and before we knew it, we fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was still dark outside the window. But I raised my hand and looked at the time, oh, it's already Chenzheng!

Cao Zhe next to me was still asleep, but Long Xiaoyan was nowhere to be seen. There was a faint gust of strong wind and low cheers outside the door, I got out of bed and walked to the door to take a look, sure enough, it was Long Xiaoyan practicing a set of boxing techniques. He was selected through a martial arts competition, and his fist and foot kung fu will naturally not be bad.

Long Xiaoyan's forehead was covered with sweat, and the back of his shirt was also wet, obviously he had been practicing boxing for a while. Thinking that I and Cao Zhe were still sleeping just now, but people got up early to practice, I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Although this Long Xiaoyan is a little arrogant, he is very self-disciplined, and he may be a talent.

I watched Long Xiaoyan finish this set of punches, and waited for him to finish his strength before asking, "What kind of punch are yours?" ”

Long Xiaoyan's attitude was a little better than yesterday, he glanced at me, wiped his sweat again, and then replied: "Our Fire Dragon Gang's secret dragon fist!" ”

"Well, the dragon and the tiger leap, the tiger and the tiger are in the wind, this set of punches is very powerful!"

"You don't need to pat yourself on the back!"

"Heh, why should I slap your ass?" I smiled, this Long Xiaoyan's style of speaking is probably so impulsive, if you don't know him, it's easy to misunderstand.

Long Xiaoyan was choked by my words, but he still didn't explain and walked back to the room to drink water. When he walked past me, I asked again: "Actually, what I am curious to ask is that you seem to be very familiar with this Zuoqiu City, and why do you want to join the city guards?" Do you have an acquaintance in the City Guard? ”

Long Xiaoyan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly turned pale. However, he quickly returned to normal, and only whispered, "Don't meddle! ”

Cao Zhe finally woke up, but was woken up by the guy who came over and called us to breakfast. It seems that although there is no day and night change in this yin city, the people in this city still habitually follow the time of the yang world.

After breakfast, Teng Boli finally appeared. He brought three others with him when he came, and immediately announced our allocation.

Long Xiaoyan did not join the city guard as he wished, but was assigned to the caravan, and was immediately taken away by a team leader. But on the contrary, Cao Zhe, who wanted to go to the caravan, was assigned to the city guard, and also followed a city guard to report to their captain. I didn't have any "surprises" and was assigned to work as a chef in a restaurant in the lower city. As soon as the three of them met, they separated.

I was picked up by a nurse from the hotel, named Wei Dahu, who was five big and three thick, with a face full of flesh and a look of no anger and self-authority. But when I tried to talk to him, I found out that he was actually quite a warm person.

Wei Dahu is the doorman of the ghost troupe in Xiling Cemetery, and it has been eight years since he came in, and he can leave Zuoqiu City in two years. I asked him if he wanted to leave then.

Wei Dahu's eyes widened, and he said, "Why don't you leave?" I still have my wife and children on it, what's the point of staying here? ”

I wondered, "You have a wife and children, so what are you going to do here?" ”

"Alas!" Wei Dahu suddenly sighed and said stupidly: "I also have no choice!" I owe our class master a big favor, I have to pay it back! ”

"Then what should you do if your wife and children stay on it?"

"I have no choice but to lie to them that I ran away! In addition, Master Wei promised to help me take care of my family, and I can go back to see it every year, and I have been boiling it for eight years! ”

Alas! It is estimated that this Wei Dahu didn't even dare to tell his wife about his real occupation, just like me before, juggling between people and ghosts, not only taking into account the feelings of his family, but also relying on Yin cultivation to make money to support his family. I don't know how he persevered?

I chatted with Wei Dahu for a while about his family, and then talked about the situation in the hotel. I asked him, "Does the hotel still need a nursing home?" Do you often have ghosts to make trouble? ”

"Haha! Not often, it's every day! Wei Dahu laughed.

"Every day?" I couldn't help but be speechless. Although I have been to the Lower City once, the difference in security has inadvertently lowered my psychological expectations.

"Every day!" Wei Dahu emphasized, "Sometimes I come a few times a day, oops, this restaurant business is really difficult to do now!" ”

"Then why does the Teng family continue to open?"

"Because it's so profitable!"

"How much can I earn?"

"I can't inquire about this!" Wei Dahu shook his head, but guessed again: "However, I estimate that it is no problem to earn one or two thousand yin yuan a day!" ”

"So profitable?" I was surprised. One or two thousand yin yuan is equivalent to one or two hundred thousand yuan, and opening a store in the yin city is not like a ghost market in the yang and has to hide, and it is not worrying about the source of customers, it can be opened every day. In this kind of rough calculation, in a year, the turnover of this hotel can be as high as tens of millions! It's almost more than ten times the annual income of Yuanbaolou!

"No wonder the Teng family is so wealthy, and they make money by opening a restaurant in Yincheng casually!" I thought to myself.

Moreover, opening a hotel is definitely not the Teng family's biggest industry in Zuoqiu City, the caravan is. From small to big, the power of the Teng family is quite hidden, and he also knows how to forbear and avoid concessions, it seems that Teng Dewang belongs to the kind of smart people who make a fortune quietly.

Chatting and chatting, I followed Wei Dahu to Zuoshi. Last time I came with Zhao Laodao, we mainly visited the food market, and this time I was finally "lucky" to visit those high-end commercial areas.

The hotel I am about to work for is indeed a big hotel, but the name is "Longevity Hotel". The restaurant that runs the dead man's business underground is actually called the Longevity Hotel, which is really very funny!

The longevity hotel has two floors above and below, and there are three entrances inside and outside. A small two-story building in front is where guests eat, the first floor is the hall, and the second floor is the private room. In the middle is the kitchen and warehouse, and in the back is the staff dormitory, and there is a small square garden in the middle of each entrance, and there are some exotic flowers and plants that can only be found in the underground world.

The whole hotel is antique, but the decoration is very simple, mainly supported by the murals on the walls and ceilings and the carvings on the beams and columns. Because the main body of the entire hotel is almost entirely made of natural stones, even wood is rare, let alone metal and glass.

The passage in this yin city is narrow, and it is difficult to bring in reinforced concrete and large machinery from the outside, and it is estimated that most of the building materials are made of local materials. There is nothing lacking under the earth, not only stones. Therefore, the walls were built with stones, the stalagmites were used as beams, and the roof was paved with an unknown thatch-like plant, which was simple and practical.

The other buildings in the city are basically in this style, and there are even many shops that make a hole in a large stone or stone wall to become a stone house. There are also some houses that are not of such a high grade, so they can only dig up some clay and pile them into earthen walls to build an earthen house.

At the door of the Changshou Hotel, there are two big men standing on the left and right, dressed exactly like Wei Dahu, who are also nursing homes. When they saw Wei Dahu, they shouted: "Boss! ”

Wei Dahu nodded, and he responded, obviously he was in charge of these nursing homes. However, the shopkeeper who does not stand at the door of the hotel to solicit business, but stands two fierce thugs, this kind of arrangement is unimaginable in the yang world.

Contrary to the rude image of the door, as soon as I entered the door, I heard a "ding-ding-dong" sound of the lute, which was very pleasant. I looked closely, and it was actually a female ghost playing the pipa in the middle of the hotel lobby!

Alas, it's a pity that it was not a young and beautiful female ghost, but an old woman who couldn't be older. The ghost's appearance will generally only remain the same as it would have been at the time of his or her death, and will not continue to grow old. But the old ghost was full of silver hair, and the wrinkles on his face were stacked one after another, as if he had lived hundreds of years when he died.

She was short, hunched over, curled up on a Taishi chair, holding a pipa, and still playing selflessly. One of the people next to him said, "Yo! Sure enough, a newcomer is coming! ”

I turned my head to look, and it was a fellow, and it was a ghost guy, dressed like a runner, and holding a large plate of ghost food in his hand.

When the ghost guy saw me looking at him, he smiled and said, "Granny Qin's pipa is really accurate, she said early in the morning that there is a happy event and she wants to add something new, and then people will come!" ”

"Just you talk a lot! Hurry up and get to work! Wei Dahu reprimanded. The ghost boy was not afraid of him, but stuck out his tongue, and hurried to serve the food with a plate.

Wei Dahu still led me inside. I walked all the way to the kitchen and finally met the owner of the restaurant, and Wei Dahu called him "the shopkeeper". The shopkeeper is a big fat man, although it is not as good as a big bowl, but the tonnage is enough.

But he listened to Wei Dahu's words from Teng Boli, looked at me again, seemed a little unhappy, frowned and shouted, "What are you doing with the chef again?" What we lack now is a nursing home! ”