If you don't use the official inns, there will only be private guesthouses.
Everyone had previously thought that it was difficult to open a guest house in the village, and even if there was one, it would be empty.
But upon stepping into Tongfu Guest House, the noisy sound immediately reached everyone's ears.
There were two backpackers, an old man and a young man, eating in this inn, and there were three middle-aged men gambling around the table. Together with the waiter and others, the inn did not look deserted.
When everyone entered the guest house one after another, the guest house was even a little more crowded.
The two grooms who had accompanied Zhang Debiao had already taken a seat and booked a room, where they urged the waiter to serve the food.
When Zhang Xuezhou and others arrived at the guest house, the waiter had already started serving food.
There is no a la carte service in the hotel, you basically eat what is available.
Taro, sunflower and wolf meat hunted by hunters are the main dishes, as well as millet and rice.
This kind of food is not bad compared to the county magistrate's mansion. Although the taste is a little inferior, everyone didn't care so much when they were hungry and ate in large quantities.
Zhang Xuezhou was gnawing on taro at various times.
For a person who has drifted with the crowd for several years, the taste of food no longer poses a problem to Zhang Xuezhou.
Even in reality, Zhang Xuezhou is not picky about taste.
While Zhang Xuezhou was completing his body's nutritional needs with an expressionless face, something suddenly moved in his heart.
He looked at the taro that was like mud and chewed it carefully.
"I didn't expect that my mouth was numb after eating a taro girl!"
Before Zhang Xuezhou could fully distinguish it, he only heard a groom mutter, which made him speechless.
If the taste is correct, then he also ate a taro girl.
But compared to the groom's numb mouth, his symptoms were much milder, just a slight discomfort.
Perhaps it was because the taro nuggets in his bowl were smaller, or perhaps the anti-poison spell he had taken at the beginning had some effects, which resulted in Zhang Xuezhou's symptoms not being as obvious as others.
After swallowing Bigu Powder and relying on the Bigu Technique to survive for seven days, he didn't seem to eat too fast.
When everyone finished eating and drinking and went upstairs to the bedroom, he was still eating slowly.
"No one can stay up late!"
As an energetic person, it was difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to fall asleep even though it was dark.
He and Dong Zhongshu were in the same room, and they were talking about Dong Zhongshu again.
"You've been sleeping for seven days, so don't bother me." Dong Zhongshu said helplessly, "I'm really sleepy now!"
"You don't need to work. What's the difference between sitting in the carriage and falling asleep?" Zhang Xuezhou said: "Get up and recite sutras. I like to hear you recite sutras!"
"Please let me go!"
Dong Zhongshu muttered, holding his coat and covering his ears.
He doesn't think about the Confucian scriptures now, he just wants to sleep for a while.
"There is great righteousness in heaven and earth..."
Zhang Xuezhou's noisy voice came, and Dong Zhongshu felt that he should not have taught this guy about reading in the first place.
As long as Zhang Xuezhou doesn't know these contents, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to talk about it.
"I promised to go to bed at exactly 1 hour, but now I'm lying down before even 1 hour!"
The sound of small complaints came, and Dong Zhongshu's sleepy mind woke up as if cold water was poured on it.
Dong Zhongshu does have the habit of falling asleep at midnight. No matter whether he is tired or comfortable, this is almost his unshakable routine.
It is difficult for him to act contrary to his daily routine.
Zhang Xuezhou's babbling made Dong Zhongshu pinch his fingers with both hands. Amid the muttering, Dong Zhongshu exhaled a sigh of relief, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you still blowing out smoke?"
Zhang Xuezhou's surprised voice came, and Dong Zhongshu waved his hand to signal Zhang Xuezhou to be quiet.
"They added something to the food," Dong Zhongshu whispered, "We are afraid that we have entered a den of thieves!"
"This is a den of thieves. I think the people here are very enthusiastic," Zhang Xuezhou said.
"Enthusiasm and being a thief are two different things," Dong Zhongshu said, "adding things to the food must be malicious!"
"What's added?"
"It is recorded in Liezi that 'Bian Que drank two people's poisonous wine and was stunned to death for three days. He cut open his chest and searched his heart, and then put it away.' We are afraid that he has eaten something similar to this poisonous wine," Dong Zhongshu replied.
"Then the cost for them to poison us is too high!"
Zhang Xuezhou was surprised.
He had seen a lot of crooked things with Wuchao, but there was no poisonous wine that could knock someone out for three days.
Thinking of the high price of those low-class things in Wuchao, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the hotel had spent a lot of money to deal with them.
If the other party's luck is a little worse, he will lose so much that he won't even have his pants left.
"Did they know that we brought a lot of belongings before we even entered the village?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
As a salt merchant family, Zhao Liang's fleet is naturally not short of money. The money in the carriage is not even a hundred but also fifty.
If the money is used to buy pork, this will be enough for the team members to eat more than 5,000 kilograms of meat. Even if they eat ten kilograms a day, they will have to eat it for nearly two years.
For ordinary people, this is undoubtedly a huge wealth.
If he knew that the fleet carried so much wealth, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was normal for someone to trick him.
But it was their first time to come to this village, and it was also their first time for the people in the village to meet them. It was a bit abrupt to directly invest heavily in dealing with them.
"Don't say anything. Let's see who is causing the trouble later," Dong Zhongshu said.
Zhang Xuezhou had three thousand questions in his mind, and Dong Zhongshu was not much better.
But he was still in Bashu territory at this time, and Dong Zhongshu heard Wen Weng mention some rumors about Bashu.
This reminded him of something, and his face suddenly darkened.
He waved his magic weapon and the small oil lamp in the room went out immediately.
After asking Zhang Xuezhou to lie down, Dong Zhongshu continued to use his perception while closing his eyes, and also listened to all the sounds that could be heard to make judgments.
"Wonderful, wonderful, originally I just wanted to attack the grandfather and grandson, but I didn't expect that a large group of gangsters came today!"
He exhausted all his body's senses before he heard any strange sound, but Zhang Xuezhou imitated the sound in his mouth.
"Have they all been put down?"
"They've been poisoned by narcotic cigarettes. If they're going to fall at the end of the day, there's no way it'll be delayed until the end of the day!"
"Go and report to the king as soon as possible, and say that this trip is a good one!"
"When the king finishes picking out those chewy Lianjiazi, it will be our turn!"
"What I'm saying is that this time I want to cut the thighs into pieces and make bacon for the winter!"
"I feel like my arms are chewy and won't go bad easily if I bury them in the cellar!"
"We will more or less distribute some to others. After all, it is too difficult to attract people to come to our village!"
"Let's greet people first!"
…
The voice in Zhang Xuezhou's mouth was obviously not made by one person, but involved several people.
Dong Zhongshu made a final judgment, then shook his head. When his finger magic power showed up, his ears suddenly became more than twice as big.
A faint sound also entered his ears.
"It's those three gambling guys!"
Dong Zhongshu didn't hear clearly the content of the conversation between the three people, but he could identify the speaker.
"You can hear so clearly without using magic?"
Dong Zhongshu raised his Zhaofeng ears after casting the spell, and felt that Zhang Xuezhou's perception was too keen.
If you use magic to hear the voices talking downstairs, this ability is not surprising, but you can hear clearly with your own perception. Dong Zhongshu has to say that Zhang Xuezhou is extremely talented and has the potential to break into doors and listen to the wind to identify positions.
Previously, he was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he did not use magic to investigate.
After Zhang Xuezhou opened his mouth and concluded that the people downstairs were just minions, Dong Zhongshu cast a spell to confirm.
"He is born with water body, and his senses are keen... Wait, this guy is also eating with us, and he seems not to be affected by the poison of narcotics at all. Doesn't this mean he is born with the ability to ward off poison?"
When Dong Zhongshu shook his fengfeng ears to confirm the participants, he felt that Zhang Xuezhou's qualifications were too good.
This is a person who has excelled in many cultivation techniques without practicing any practice, which can be said to be enviable and mixed with jealousy.
He drummed to attract the wind, and it wasn't until the sound of stampeding sounded downstairs that Dong Zhongshu's eyes took on a solemn color.
The people staying in the wing rooms were pushed away gently, and then several people poured in.
"There are two fallen in this room, you four come and carry them quickly!"
The voice of the order came. Not only did Zhang Xuezhou squint his eyes to see the person clearly, but Dong Zhongshu also saw the villagers who had greeted them enthusiastically before coming to carry the person.
