Yue Guanchao understood the idea, raised the reins and entered the door. After passing through the dozens of meters long rammed earth door, he entered the inn. There were many sheds on both sides of the door. Up to the corners between the east and west walls, there were four or five rows of straight stables. There were countless tall, short, fat and thin rows of stables. The horse was tethered.
They were chewing grass in the stable, or they were squealing and kicking, choking on woolen grass, and making a lot of noise.
Next to the door is the stable gatekeeper. Inside, there is an old man sitting in front of an old wooden table, lowering his head and writing something. On the wall behind him are numerous wooden plaques and copper keys, which correspond to the horses in the stable. Think of it all. Pedestrians who keep their horses must keep their carriages here.
"Old man~"
Yue Guanchao drove the ox cart and carriage to the stable. The old man didn't say a word when he heard what he said. He picked up the three keys behind him and limped to where they were.
Yue Guanchao observed the surroundings while the old man was busy locking the cattle carriage. The front and rear aisles between these stables were four or five meters wide, enough for four or five rows of horses to enter and exit. Each stable had water troughs, food troughs, and railings connected from beginning to end. There was an old-fashioned brass lock that had not yet been locked. Once the lock was on, the reins were trapped and could no longer break free.
The old man's hands and feet were not convenient, but his movements were still deft. He locked the leash in one go. Then he picked up the brush and rag hanging on his body and cleaned the straw leaves stuck to the horse's body. He smoothed the hair and wiped it with a water cloth. The fluttering horse recovered instantly.
They ran for a day and a night, during which time they only let the cattle and horses eat a few mouthfuls of wild grass on the mountain road. These animals were so strong that they were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. Even the worst dried herbs could still be eaten. Like a wolf.
Seeing that the horse was really working hard, Yue Guanchao raised his hand to the lame old man and said, "Uncle, you have to feed my horse well."
The lame old man was not in a hurry to agree. He snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "Boy, this inn has been open for hundreds of years. As long as you accept the deposit money for the horse, we will have to pay compensation if the horse dies. What the hell?" That's easy to say, but when it comes to eating, we still follow the old rules. They eat the same hay and drink the same cooking water. If you want your horse to eat well, you have to pay extra."
"We didn't say we wouldn't pay. What's the price of this good material?"
The lame old man shook the copper bell next to the stable. Then, the tallest loess loft in the distance opened the window, and inside he roared like a lion from the east of the river: "The usual material is ten copper yuan, and the medium material is sixty copper yuan. Okay." For a silver dollar, I will also provide you with walking, bathing, hooves and toes trimming, and I will serve you comfortably. No price, no marriage, no irritation."
"It's not bad. Staying in a hotel outside costs two oceans."
Yue Guanchao took out the silver dollar and gave it to the lame old man. He took the silver dollar and walked into the woodshed next to the stable with satisfaction. He took out a bag of fodder and threw it into the manger. Inside was large-leaf alfalfa, bullwhip, and chinensis. , and some yellow and black beans, plus chopped and dried wheat seedlings, diced radish, dried apple pieces, and sun-dried meat. Some of them are dry and some are wet. This kind of fodder is not very good. Compared with dry weeds, it is better for cattle and horses. It's already a feast.
When the cows and horses were almost finished eating, they picked up the wooden sign, told the old man a few words of caution, took their valuables, walked through the stable, and formally entered the inn.
This millennium inn is no different from a village. The courtyard surrounded by two acres of land is square and upright, nearly five or six meters higher than the house. The courtyard is full of courtyards with "human" eaves that are characteristic of Shaanxi. It looks like It seems to be a nine-gong field grid, divided into different fields by wide horse paths.
There is also a two-story earth dome with arch holes on all sides at the crossroads of the horse road. Carriages can be driven below and people can watch the wind above. It is evenly distributed among the Tiangema Road!
The tallest loess pavilion is the largest in area, taking up a total of four or five courtyards. It is located in the center of Tiange. The first floor is made of yellow bricks and rammed earth. The second and third floors are the habitable houses. The exterior is covered with thick paint to keep warm and prevent cold. The yellow mud looks ordinary, but it is much higher than the surroundings. At a glance, you can see the posture of the stars looming over the moon.
Looking at the entire inn, you can see that it is full of yellow walls, gray tiles, blue brick square windows, and there is wind and dust everywhere.
The sound just now came from the earth building!
When they crossed the Tianzi Gema Road and arrived in front of the earth building, there was a cracked wooden plaque on the door that read "Treasurer's Building". Yue Guanchao opened the blue cotton curtain and stepped into the threshold. He didn't know whether the fire wall or the floor was burned inside. It's not cold, but it feels like a warm breeze blowing against your face.
Browsing the furnishings, it's just an ordinary inn layout. What you see when you enter the door is the shopkeeper's table, behind which are shelves filled with drinks, and then there are the left and right stairs leading to the second floor. There are square tables and benches around them. The back door can enter the kitchen stove. There was a wooden menu sign hanging on the wall, covered with a layer of dust.
He looked to the side again, and saw several merchants laughing and snoring as they ate fried noodles. The garlic cloves were peeling off nicely, making them all hungry.
"Where's the shopkeeper?"
Just as Yue Guanchao was about to stretch his head to observe, the table suddenly made a startling sound. The "Hedong Lion" finally appeared in his true form. He lowered his head and was doing calculations on the table. The clattering sound echoed throughout the hall.
