Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy
Chapter 355 Guest Room
Chapter 355 Guest Room
Fu Xiaoyun's guess was right, there was indeed a similar gathering in Jiacheng.
That's why there are so many monks wandering the streets.
In order to avoid sleeping on the street at night, Fu Xiaoyun decided to find a place to book a room first, and then went to the market.
As expected, almost all the inns in Jiacheng were full.
I looked at several hotels one after another, and when I heard that I wanted to book a room, I was immediately told that there was no room.
"Aren't we going to sleep on the street tonight?"
Fu Zaizai whispered, as if talking to himself.
There are so many people walking around on the street, if they meditate, will they be stepped on?
Fu Zaizai was thinking wildly.
Fu Xiaoyun rubbed his head vigorously twice, "Don't talk nonsense, how could we sleep on the street, we can book a room right away."
Although Fu Xiaoyun said so, but in his heart he felt that it was too much.
Or go to the auction house to find a house?
Anyway, I have rubbed so many times, once I am a stranger and second time I am acquainted.
I don't know where Jiacheng's auction house is.
The director of the auction house, who was far away on the other side of Jiacheng, sneezed loudly at this moment.
"Strange, am I sick? It shouldn't be."
……
Walked along a street to the end.
At the end of the street is the last inn.
With the mentality of trying, Fu Xiaoyun walked in.
After taking a deep breath, Fu Xiaoyun asked the question he had asked many times, "Excuse me, are there any rooms available?"
The shopkeeper was doing his calculations quickly, with the ledger next to his right hand.
Hearing that the movements of his hands paused, the sound of the abacus soon followed.
The shopkeeper was talking while reconciling the account, without raising his head during the period.
"How many people, how many rooms do you want?"
Fu Xiaoyun thought for a while, "Four people need three rooms."
The shopkeeper picked up the brush, dipped ink on the inkstone, raised his eyelids, and took a look at Fu Xiaoyun.
"Only two rooms."
Four people live in three rooms, and the money is too much to burn.
Fu Xiaoyun's expression brightened, and he immediately changed his tune, "Two rooms are fine, I'll take it!"
There are only two rooms, why do you ask, why not just explain it?
The shopkeeper held the brush and ticked the footer, then put down the brush.
Dipping the tip of his tongue with his index finger, he turned the ledger to a new page.
"Two rooms, three spirit stones, no credit accepted."
Fu Xiaoyun found it strange, didn't the inn circulate silver, when did it start charging for spirit stones?
She thought in her heart, didn't pay attention, and asked directly.
The shopkeeper finally raised his head, "My boss ordered me to collect the spirit stones for a few days, and I just need to collect them, and don't care about anything else."
The shopkeeper stretched out his hand in front of Fu Xiaoyun, signaling that she could give the money.
The last thing Fu Xiaoyun lacked was Lingshi, and he readily gave it to him.
The shopkeeper took out a box from under the counter and carefully put the Lingshi inside.
Then he raised his head and shouted, "Xiao Er, lead the guests back to the room, there are two rooms in the northwest corner of the second floor."
Xiaoer replied loudly, "Alright, here we come."
After wiping the unfinished table twice, Xiao Er trotted to Fu Xiaoyun's side.
"Several guest officers come with me, please come inside."
After the shopkeeper finished collecting the money, he lowered his head and began to check the accounts.
The business has been good these days, and the accounts have to be corrected repeatedly.
Fu Xiaoyun followed Xiaoer upstairs.
When walking on the stairs, Fu Xiaoyun thought of the shopkeeper the shopkeeper mentioned.
Is a businessman.
Knowing that you can't receive Lingshi usually, now is the best time.
Since the owner tried every means to collect spirit stones, it is likely that the monks did not run away.
Only monks need spirit stones.
……
(End of this chapter)
Fu Xiaoyun's guess was right, there was indeed a similar gathering in Jiacheng.
That's why there are so many monks wandering the streets.
In order to avoid sleeping on the street at night, Fu Xiaoyun decided to find a place to book a room first, and then went to the market.
As expected, almost all the inns in Jiacheng were full.
I looked at several hotels one after another, and when I heard that I wanted to book a room, I was immediately told that there was no room.
"Aren't we going to sleep on the street tonight?"
Fu Zaizai whispered, as if talking to himself.
There are so many people walking around on the street, if they meditate, will they be stepped on?
Fu Zaizai was thinking wildly.
Fu Xiaoyun rubbed his head vigorously twice, "Don't talk nonsense, how could we sleep on the street, we can book a room right away."
Although Fu Xiaoyun said so, but in his heart he felt that it was too much.
Or go to the auction house to find a house?
Anyway, I have rubbed so many times, once I am a stranger and second time I am acquainted.
I don't know where Jiacheng's auction house is.
The director of the auction house, who was far away on the other side of Jiacheng, sneezed loudly at this moment.
"Strange, am I sick? It shouldn't be."
……
Walked along a street to the end.
At the end of the street is the last inn.
With the mentality of trying, Fu Xiaoyun walked in.
After taking a deep breath, Fu Xiaoyun asked the question he had asked many times, "Excuse me, are there any rooms available?"
The shopkeeper was doing his calculations quickly, with the ledger next to his right hand.
Hearing that the movements of his hands paused, the sound of the abacus soon followed.
The shopkeeper was talking while reconciling the account, without raising his head during the period.
"How many people, how many rooms do you want?"
Fu Xiaoyun thought for a while, "Four people need three rooms."
The shopkeeper picked up the brush, dipped ink on the inkstone, raised his eyelids, and took a look at Fu Xiaoyun.
"Only two rooms."
Four people live in three rooms, and the money is too much to burn.
Fu Xiaoyun's expression brightened, and he immediately changed his tune, "Two rooms are fine, I'll take it!"
There are only two rooms, why do you ask, why not just explain it?
The shopkeeper held the brush and ticked the footer, then put down the brush.
Dipping the tip of his tongue with his index finger, he turned the ledger to a new page.
"Two rooms, three spirit stones, no credit accepted."
Fu Xiaoyun found it strange, didn't the inn circulate silver, when did it start charging for spirit stones?
She thought in her heart, didn't pay attention, and asked directly.
The shopkeeper finally raised his head, "My boss ordered me to collect the spirit stones for a few days, and I just need to collect them, and don't care about anything else."
The shopkeeper stretched out his hand in front of Fu Xiaoyun, signaling that she could give the money.
The last thing Fu Xiaoyun lacked was Lingshi, and he readily gave it to him.
The shopkeeper took out a box from under the counter and carefully put the Lingshi inside.
Then he raised his head and shouted, "Xiao Er, lead the guests back to the room, there are two rooms in the northwest corner of the second floor."
Xiaoer replied loudly, "Alright, here we come."
After wiping the unfinished table twice, Xiao Er trotted to Fu Xiaoyun's side.
"Several guest officers come with me, please come inside."
After the shopkeeper finished collecting the money, he lowered his head and began to check the accounts.
The business has been good these days, and the accounts have to be corrected repeatedly.
Fu Xiaoyun followed Xiaoer upstairs.
When walking on the stairs, Fu Xiaoyun thought of the shopkeeper the shopkeeper mentioned.
Is a businessman.
Knowing that you can't receive Lingshi usually, now is the best time.
Since the owner tried every means to collect spirit stones, it is likely that the monks did not run away.
Only monks need spirit stones.
……
(End of this chapter)
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