Zhao Rang wanted to ask more about the owner of the Sunset Racecourse, but the guide obviously didn't want to say more. He gestured with his right hand several times to signal them to enter the inn.
As a commoner, it is sinful to talk about nobles, let alone the great nobles in the upper four kingdoms! The guide relied on his status as a guide and his powerful words that no one around him could understand, so he introduced Zhao Rang a little bit. If he talks more, even if Zhao Rang accidentally mentions it when talking to others in the future, it will be a big trouble for him.
What's more, the guide had a vague hunch that Zhao Rang and the others would meet this "green-shirted swordsman" sooner or later, so there was no need for him to say anything.
What makes Zhao Rang feel the most different is that in Dawei, a master who is equal to the swordsman in blue shirt will definitely not open a business if he does not have a family.
Business is a manifestation of philistinism. Businessmen, no matter how big or small, like to calculate and calculate. No matter whether it is a knife or a sword in the hand, it is not conducive to a martial arts heart. For example, Shang Shiyi, who holds the honor of being the "King of Swordsmen in the North", does not use his reputation to make profits for himself and his apprentice Li Yanyun.
Walking into the inn, everyone felt strange.
The lobby of this inn is more like a miscellaneous shop.
A tall girl from the Western Region nodded politely and politely to everyone, saying hello, and then stood quietly aside without saying a word, waiting for Zhao to let them look at the layout of the hall.
Zhao Rang took a quick look and saw that it should be seven or eight battles deep, but they were all arranged so neatly that it was overwhelming.
Facing the front is a huge wine barrel covering an entire wall. I don’t know what kind of wood it is made of. There are three iron rings on the outside. It is slightly rusty red and looks like it has been there for some years.
From far to near, there are leather goods, gems, special foods, and many specialties from the Western Regions that Zhao Rang has never seen and cannot name.
Among the leather goods, there are not only exquisite leather carvings, but also extremely luxurious carved saddles and stirrups. They are placed side by side. Just looking at them can arouse the ambition of these passionate young people to gallop on the grassland!
"A good horse deserves a good saddle! Such a saddle must be placed on a top-quality horse produced by Sunset Racecourse!"
Ximen Dazhuang liked hunting, so naturally he couldn't put it down for horse gear. As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but at the critical moment, the girl from the Western Region who had been standing by him stopped her with her hand.
Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong looked at each other, and both of them saw that this girl was not simple!
Not only did he come last, he also grasped the timing so accurately. Although Ximen Dazhuang just stretched out his hand casually without thinking too much, it is not easy to do this. It seems that the waiters and maids in this inn run by the swordsman are not ordinary waiters and maids.
"Why, you won't be allowed to touch?"
The girl from the Western Region slowly retracted her hand, then bowed to Ximen Da Zhuang, and said in standard Dawei words:
"Dear guest, these saddles were made by the master at the request of the most prestigious leather carver in Shanye Kingdom. Please do not touch them without the master's permission!"
Zhao Rang was secretly shocked when he heard this.
He was not surprised by the content of the girl's words, but he was surprised by the standard of the girl's words.
He speaks in straight words and doesn't even have an accent. Zhao Rang asked himself, his powerful words were not as good as hers. Dawei people from the far north tend to have a strong nasal accent. There are many dialects in the south, and many words sound no different from the Western Region dialect to Zhao Rang, and he can't understand them anyway.
"It turns out you can speak powerful words..."
Ximen Dazhuang whispered.
Thinking back to what I had shouted "a good horse with a good saddle" just now, I felt very embarrassed now. If he had known that this girl could understand and speak, he wouldn't be so excited anyway.
Zhao Rang saw his embarrassment and was worried that if this guy was unhappy, he would try to use money to make some trouble.
This is Ximen Dazhuang's consistent style. If you meet an ordinary business boss, it would be a dream! But the boss here is not only a great nobleman from the Four Kingdoms in the Western Region, but also a swordsman.
Even though he also runs an industry, his different status may mean that he does not attach as much importance to money as ordinary businessmen. If Ximen Dazhuang's behavior was misunderstood as an insult, how could he and others still hang out in the capital of Shanye Kingdom?
So Zhao Rang had no choice but to step forward and politely said to the girl from the Western Region:
"Sorry, we just came here and don't know much about it. I just thought it was for sale here, so I just wanted to take a closer look."
When Ximen Dazhuang heard this, he became confident again:
"Yes, praise and criticism are buyers! If I don't look carefully, how can I buy it?"
Zhao Rang cursed in his heart... He was here to give him the steps, not to support him! With such a big head, why don't you know how to move it?
After sorting out his thoughts, Zhao Rang was about to say something more, but he heard the girl say:
"I'm sorry, dear guest, everything here is the owner's private collection and is not for sale."
This time, Zhao Rang was unable to get off stage.
What else could he say? I can only greet the girl's owner silently in my heart, that is, the great nobleman, the great swordsman... "You are amazing, you are noble! You have so much stuff, but you still don't want to sell it!"
Zhao Rang touched the soft top and immediately lost his mood. In addition, the guide had already negotiated with the guy responsible for arranging the room for them and was waiting to pay for the key. Zhao Rang wanted to quickly choose a room and leave here, especially far away from this girl from the Western Regions...
I don't know why, although she is beautiful and has a good figure, there is always a strange feeling when such standard and powerful words come out of her mouth. Just like a puppet in the hand of a puppeteer, the body and face are all made, and only the voice is dubbed by ventriloquism. Coupled with her neither angry nor happy expression, Zhao Rang felt even more unnatural. At first, he was willing to look at her a few more times, but now he was not in the mood at all.
"Master, you have already taken a look at the house here. Is it suitable?"
The guide pointed to the Western Regions characters on the booklet and translated them bit by bit for Zhao Rang.
He arranged a room for each of the three men, but let Yuan Kexin and Ye Sanniang live together.
Zhao Rang couldn't make up his mind about such a matter... If the three of them could talk about anything, and they were surrounded by women he couldn't afford to offend, he decided to ask clearly.
"How do you two want to live?"
Zhao Rang held the room book and walked to Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin and asked.
But these two women were so immersed in jewelry, and their eyes were full of jewels, how could they care about Zhao Rang?
As a last resort, Zhao Rang could only ask again.
This time Ye Sanniang waved her hand impatiently and said:
"You can stay wherever you like, don't bother us looking at the jewelry!"
Zhao Rang curled his lips and returned the room book to the guide:
"That's it. How much is the total?"
The guide stretched out three fingers and opened his mouth. Before he could speak, Zhao Rang turned to Ximen Dazhuang and said:
"Quick, three hundred taels!"
He couldn't wait to get into the house.
I even thought about how to spend tonight.
After entering the house, wash your face and hands carefully, and then call for a tub full of hot water. If you jump in, it will overflow. When your mouth feels dry after soaking in it, drink the local specialty wine. Of course, the older the wine, the better. After you have drunk for sixty-seven minutes and become more drunk, you can stroll along the long street, check out the lively places, look for some unique food, and finally come back to have a good night's sleep.
"That...master!"
Zhao Rang's spirit was suddenly pulled back by the guide.
"What's wrong?"
The guide said slowly:
"The room fee is not three hundred taels, but three thousand taels!"
Ximen Dazhuang looked indifferent and wanted to pay, but Zhao Rang held him down.
"Tell me again, how much?"
The guide stretched out three more fingers and said:
"Three thousand taels!"
Zhao Rang laughed angrily.
I thought this guide was an honest person before, but now he started bullying people! After rolling up his sleeves and shirt, Zhao Rang was ready to "convince people with virtue" and reason with him, but he was pulled back by Yuan Mingkong again.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yuan Mingkong pursed his lips and motioned to Zhao Rang to look at the water sign behind the counter.
But the words written on them were all Western characters, and Zhao Rang couldn't understand them.
However, he knew that Yuan Mingkong would not hold him back for no reason, so he waited patiently for his explanation.
“The price written on it is the same as what the guide said!”
Zhao Rang couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
Even he felt that this inn was too expensive, and he didn't believe that anyone could still stay in it or continue to operate it! Maybe it was the great swordsman or noble who came here to play with himself, without even thinking that the enemy would come to stay!
"But it says that as long as the guests stay here, they will be Haidiya's friends."
Yuan Mingkong changed the subject and continued.
"You can drink his wine as much as you want, and you can also go to the sunset racecourse! Before you leave, you will also get a pleasant gem!"
As soon as the last two words were spoken, Yuan Kexin and Ye Sanniang were like two flags facing the wind, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong, and said in a non-negotiable tone:
"Stay here!"
Yuan Mingkong was still waiting for Zhao Rang's intention.
But Zhao Rang had already turned his eyes away.
"Can't you live here? I'll pay for it!"
Only Ximen Dazhuang felt that they were all taking too much time... To live or not to live, there were only three words in total. The room fee of three thousand taels, even if it was one thousand taels per word, he felt it was nothing. Because of this wasting time, his Ximen family has already earned more than this amount of money.
"Stop! Listen to you two!"
Zhao Rang had no hope, so Yuan Mingkong had to make his own decision.
He took out the flying money letter from Ximen Dazhuang brother in Chagan Toluogai's semicolon from his pocket and asked:
"Your house prices are so high, you have to charge a lot of money, right? Not many people can touch the cash."
The waiter in the room replied respectfully and politely:
"Dear guest, if it is Fei Qian from Tongbao Bank, you can use it directly!"
Tongbao Bank's influence in the Western Regions has once again been proven. This 50,000 taels of silver was believed to be enough for them to eat, drink and live in the "Qingshan Guest" for ten days.
