Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 172
Needless to say, the peach blossom beauty is Pan Qiaoer, the genuine proprietress of Youjian Inn.

Now that she's here, brothers Shen Tu and Yu Lei will definitely follow.

So those local hooligans failed to succeed, so they were caught and chased away by the yamen of Fengdu City. After a while, all the hundreds of people brought by Mr. Huang evaporated, leaving him alone as a bare-handed commander. In front of the inn.

"Master Huang, do you want to fight alone or in groups?"

With a smile on his eyebrows, he pointed at Mr. Huang with a big spoon.

"However, in a heads-up, you pick all of us alone. In a group fight, you are the only one in our group K."

Ning Mei giggled as she spoke, that Young Master Huang's complexion was so colorful that it was almost more exciting than the palette.

"Master Su, what's the matter?"

Brothers Shen Tu and Yu Lei commanded to take away those local hooligans, and then walked up with the knife.

Pan Qiao'er also crossed her arms and looked at Su Xingzhi coldly: "What good thing have you done again?"

Su Xingzhi blinked, with an innocent face: "What! This guy came to the inn to beg for food, I went to make it for him, and it's fine if he doesn't eat it, and even threw our plates and bowls on the ground .”

Pan Qiao'er's expression became ugly when she heard this: "Did you smash all the plates and bowls in my inn?"

Su Xingzhi nodded: "Yes, and he also said that he wants to drive us out of Fengdu City."

Pan Qiao'er sneered: "When my mother was here, Hongmeng was only in its infancy, and she wanted to drive me away? This child is just a dream."

As she spoke, she turned back and asked Su Xingzhidao: "Then did you ask him for compensation?"

"Of course there is."

"How many?"

"500 taels."

When Mr. Huang heard this, he immediately shouted: "You clearly said earlier that it was 200 taels!"

Su Xingzhi shrugged: "How long ago were those prices? You see, you have delayed my business for so long, and you have even brought in tolerance. You always have to pay them an appearance fee, right?"

Ning Mei couldn't straighten her back from laughing: "Mr. Huang, next time you can pay, you should pay earlier, otherwise my boss's lost wages will be very expensive."

But Pan Qiao'er was not satisfied with this figure: "It's only 500 taels? Those plates of mine are antiques from previous dynasties, and they are also funeral objects of the prince! A plate of 500 taels is about the same."

(End of this chapter)