Chapter 8: Rest at the Inn

Today's weather is so sunny, everywhere is beautiful, good scenery。。。。。。

The autumn wind rises and the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are yellow and the geese return to the south.

Lan has Xiuxi, chrysanthemum has Fang, and Huai Jiaren can't forget.

The pan-building boat is in the Fen River, and the middle of the river is Yangsubo.

The flute drums are singing and singing, and there is a lot of joy and sorrow.

When is it young and strong, but old and old!

Ai Wen is in a good mood and can't extricate himself, it's both a song and a poem, it turns out that the rumors can't be fully believed, the eldest lady of the family is a talented girl. Think about what your young master has missed.

"Boss, it's not early, there is an inn on the road 5 miles ahead, we should be able to speed up the pace" said the two of them quickened their pace and continued to move forward, Aven wanted to come on horseback, but he hated the bumps on horseback, so he chose to hike, she now thought that it would be good if she could get a bicycle。。。。。

Chasing all the way, I finally arrived at the inn, which was sparsely populated, and the inn was full of resting passers-by at a glance

"Xiao Er's two rooms, saying that Ai Ming threw a silver ingot."

Xiao Er shouted, "Okay, two masters, please upstairs." ”

The child prepared the bath water and the two went downstairs to eat, Ai Wen took the menu and ordered a bowl of porridge to give the menu to Ai Ming, "Order what you like."

Ai Ming took over the menu, because the boss was afraid of spending money so he ordered a porridge, so he ordered a dry cut beef, a bowl of noodles, and ordered a few side dishes for the boss, which looked very delicious, Ai Wen frowned It turns out that this guy is so edible, if I don't make good money, I won't starve to death if I don't make money. As he spoke, he took out the chili sauce to add a lot of style to the noodles.

Ai Wen got up after drinking the porridge and was about to leave, "Boss, is the food here not to your taste?" Evan looked at the feelings, this guy ordered the dish for himself, "I'm full at 7 o'clock in the evening, it's good for health, don't waste it, eat it all." Saying that Ai Ming was embarrassed here, maybe this boss was really good to him.

Ai Wen walked up to the room on the second floor, heard a cramped sound behind him, looked back and saw a man with a written appearance coughing non-stop, the servant next to him was even more nervous and didn't dare to gasp, passing by Ai Wen's side, a smell of medicine came to his nose, looking at this posture doesn't look down on the doctor, forget it, let's get a beauty sleep without causing trouble...

"The Princess of the Other World Comes to Return the Love" Chapter 8 The inn rests is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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