It is a hundred miles away from the city of Zhouzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

There is a resting restaurant.

The restaurant is not big.

This restaurant was built in the middle of nowhere.

But next to the restaurant, there is a road.

This road is not an avenue, but it is a shortcut to the state city.

So, every now and then, there will be people passing by this place as well.

This trail to the state town has existed for a long time, but this restaurant has only been established for a month or two.

But not many people care about such an inconspicuous restaurant.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"Damn, why is it raining so hard?"

"Tomorrow is still one hundred and ten miles away from the state capital, can you get to the state city tomorrow?"

"No, we need to find a place to rest."

Six men rode horse-drawn carts and braved the heavy rain to walk down the path.

"Look, boss, there's a restaurant there."

Ruren shouted at his boss.

The man with the scar at the head looked at it, but he didn't expect that there was really a family, and it seemed to be a restaurant.

It's just that in this wilderness, when will there be a restaurant?

The last time I passed through here, I hadn't seen it before.

"Boss, let's go stay overnight, it's raining too much, the road is shaking, the hillside ahead is very sloping, in case there is another mudslide or something, it will be difficult to do."

A man with a pockmarked face said.

"Okay, let's go and rest."

Although Scar Man feels that there is something wrong with this restaurant.

But the rain was so heavy that I really couldn't go on.

"Shopkeeper, is it still open? Store. ”

Braving the heavy rain, several people knocked on the door of this wild restaurant.

"Babble"

With the sound of the door and the wooden planks squeezing, the candle flame in the room gradually lit up.

"Yes."

It was an old woman who came out.

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, she looked like she was sixty or seventy years old, and her back was bent.

The old woman was dressed very ordinarily, just the linen clothes of ordinary people.

But the pair of red embroidered shoes on the old woman's withered feet were too eye-catching.

It's too red.

This pair of red embroidered shoes is simply redder than blood under the light of the candle flame.

And it's also very clean!

It's as clean as if it's just ready to be put on, without a little bit of dust.

"Old woman, stay in the hotel." Scar Man spoke.

"A room costs 300 yuan a night, and the food expenses are calculated separately." The old woman's tone was cold, without the slightest emotion, and she seemed to be indifferent to the guests.

"Three hundred dollars a night? So expensive? The scar man was a little displeased.

"That's the price." The old woman nodded.

"If you get it, three hundred dollars will be three hundred dollars, and you will open three rooms!"

The scar man at the head waved his hand.

This kind of broken place is really expensive for 300 yuan a night.

But a little more expensive is a little more expensive, and the price is so expensive, it does make the scar man feel a little more at ease, if the price is low, the scar man will be suspicious.

"Come in, everybody."

The old woman turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

Several big men followed.

The layout of this restaurant is actually quite ordinary, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Boss, what kind of food do you have here, come and eat!"

The scar man shouted, he was indeed a little hungry after traveling for so long.

After a while, the old woman walked out, and the old woman was followed by a young girl.

The girl looked thirteen or fourteen years old, with two braids, just an ordinary little girl.

"I wonder what the guest wants to eat?"

The old woman walked up to them and asked.

"What do you have here?" A man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks said.

"There are no vegetables, there are only a few sheep in the yard, and my roasting skills are not bad, but it is a little long." The old woman glanced at them.

Hearing the roast sheep, the six men all drooled.

"Put away your saliva and look at your useless looks."

Scar Man slapped the table and reprimanded.

"How long does it take to roast a lamb? How much does it cost? ”

"You don't need money for wine, and you can roast sheep for two taels of silver." The old woman said the price, "It's about half an hour." ”

"Tsk, that's expensive." The scar man smashed his mouth, "Forget it, let's have a head, serve some side dishes first, and pad your stomach." ”

"Okay."

The old woman went down with her granddaughter.

The girl brought some side dishes over, and then quickly ran away, looking a little shy, which reminded Scar Man of his daughter.

Two hours later, the old woman came with a trailer with a roasted goat.

Smelling the heat emitted by the goat, the six men couldn't help it, and they didn't even tear up the mutton without fear of being hot.

Soon, the six men finished eating a sheep and went back to sleep satisfied.

The room they stayed in was at the back.

In the backyard, they saw four sheep.

They slept soundly that night.

But in the middle of the night, Scar Man heard some movement outside.

The scar man sat up and listened attentively, as if it were screaming.

"Hey! Pockmarks, get up, pockmarks! ”

The scar man shoved his companion beside him.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Mazi got up in a daze.

"Listen! There's movement outside. The scar man had already picked up the long knife in his hand.

Mazi listened carefully, and it was really, as if it was coming from the yard, like the cry of a sheep, and like the cry of a person.

The scar man walked to the door and carefully opened the small gap of the day.

The man with the scar saw the old woman in red embroidered shoes, holding a kitchen knife stained with blood, walking towards his room step by step.

Seeing the terrible scene, Scar Man slammed the door shut, sweat already wetting his back.

"Mazi, we're in trouble, that old woman"

As soon as the scar man turned around, what he saw was a pair of embroidered shoes redder than blood.

Looking up along the embroidered shoes, the old woman stood in front of him with a kitchen knife dripping with blood.

Two days later, in the evening.

"Chen Lu, how long is it from the state city here?"

On the path leading to the state city, Wang Tong, who was in the carriage, lifted the curtain and asked.

"There's still a hundred miles to go."

Chen Lu drove the carriage, and the horse that Wang Tong rode before also came to pull the carriage.

"But it's getting late, we have to find a place to rest, and we'll go tomorrow, the rain is too heavy to walk." Chen Lu was depressed, why did it rain all the time these days.

"Eh, look, there seems to be a restaurant in front of you." Wang Tong said in surprise.

"Yes, that's it, rest."

Chen Lu came to the restaurant and knocked on the door: "Did you ask, anyone?" ”

"Babble."

The door of the restaurant slowly opened, and an expressionless old woman appeared in front of the three of them.

The old woman wore a pair of embroidered shoes that were as red as blood.

"Grandma, we stay in the hotel, how much is a night?"

"Three hundred dollars a night."

(End of chapter)