New Times Inn

Any little butterfly in the world can whip up a terrible storm.

For Di Cong, his butterfly is not so simple.

After all, even for a moment, people can't imagine that just a visit to the inn can turn a murderous, ruthless person into a person who shines brightly...

Buddha's even a little scary.

As a person who is inexplicably Buddha, in the next few days, he will find countless times in an instant that the actions he thinks are certain to be inexplicably failed.

These are for later.

Feng Qing later saw that the young man left inexplicably, and felt a little pity, thinking that if he knew earlier that he would not scare him like this, it would be better to be kind to him.

She was afraid that the young man would not be able to think about it. After going out, she really told others about it, so she spent a lot of money, quietly removed the TV from the TV, and hid it in another place.

This incident also taught Feng Qing a lesson. In the future, she must be more cautious and not take things for granted.

Life is still such an ordinary life. For the small town where Feng Qing lives, it seems that there will never be anything particularly thrilling. Feng Qing has already got used to.

The days before her transmigration were not necessarily so thrilling. For her, it was just a different place to live.

But recently, an unusual atmosphere appeared in the town, which caught Feng Qing's attention.

Suddenly the streets began to be cleaned every morning, and from time to time there would be yamen people, and people were often seen saying something to passersby on the street.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing thought, "This battle is a little unusual."

"It's because of that incident." Da Dafa, who often eats melon seeds with Feng Qing, said, "It's just that a high-ranking official is coming to our side."

"A high official? Come to us?" Feng Qing spat out the skin of the melon seeds, "How big is an official?"

"I don't know how big the official is, anyway, it's a very big official." Da Dada said, "Inexplicably, he will go to Jiangnan, and then he will come to us, if you want me to tell you. Anywhere is better than coming here, why did he think of coming here?"

"No."

Give them eye drops.

Feng Qing didn't care about it at first, until that day, the yamen small arrester who often advertised here came to their street, and then Feng Qing heard what he said what is.

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While the small arrester was talking outside, Feng Qing took a sip of noodles in the room.

She thought that their street could be considered the CBD of this town? Then their development prospects for this town are worrying.

Let the officials from the capital see that our small place is actually very prosperous."

Feng Qing calmly lowered her head and went to eat noodles after hearing a few words.

Chu Changzui quietly leaned into Feng Qing's ear and said, "The shopkeeper, what are you shouting outside?"

"Ah, this." Feng Qing turned to look at Chu Changzui.

She suddenly realized that an adult like herself who has gone through countless inspections by leaders and is very skilled in dealing with it must have a better tolerance in this regard than a minor like Xiaobai of too many.

In the beginning, they also visited Hengdian every few times to check. Basically, they came to be critical.

After all, they also have KPIs, and generally they have to pick out some faults when they are not sick.

Feng Qing looked at Xiaobai's bitter face, took his shoulders, patted his little head and said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a routine check, as long as you don't give People usually don't bother us with eye drops for no reason. You are a little brat, and you have a lot to worry about."

He just felt that the presence of that high official at this moment was a little strange.

—A second-rank official, Shi He Shaofu.

It's a matter of course for such an official to go to a place like Yangzhou, but he traveled all the way to such a remote area in the south of the Yangtze River. feel strange.

Hua Chaodu left some time ago, Chu Changzui thought about whether to check with the shopkeeper and ask what the guy wanted to do.

Instead of answering his question, the shopkeeper touched his head and told him not to worry, although Chu Changzui was confused, he was slowly being complied by Feng Qing. Mao Guishun calmed down.

Forget it, since the shopkeeper said it's not a big deal, it must not be a big deal, don't worry.

The catcher was still shouting on the street, "...In order to increase everyone's enthusiasm, the yamen will select the best merchant at the end of this month."

Huh?

Feng Qing was touching Xiaobai with his head down.

When she heard this, she raised her head with a jingle.

Best Merchant?

"The person who is selected as the best merchant will get a bonus and a word inscribed by the county magistrate."

Feng Qing put another melon seed in her mouth.

It's interesting.

For the first time she began to listen carefully.

"The Best Merchant is a big honor for everyone, I hope everyone will fight for it." The little catcher shouted heart-rendingly.

"Best merchant." Feng Qing thought to himself.

It was only when she mentioned such a thing that she became a little interested.

Although she is not short of money, as the saying goes, a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier.

Feng Qing is now a shopkeeper. If she doesn't have such ambition, she must be too weak.

After the catcher finished speaking, Feng Qing looked around subconsciously.

The words "Best Merchant" are the most exciting for those around you.

As expected, Feng Qing found that many people who were not interested in the surrounding area also looked up after hearing these four words, and it seemed that they finally raised their interest.

"The shopkeeper, are you also interested in this?" Chu Changzui asked curiously.

He felt that after the word was mentioned, the shopkeeper's eyes suddenly brightened and his body sat up straight.

"I... actually have a little interest."

Feng Qing was eager to try.

Although she is a middle school 2, she is also a very active middle 2. She is a person who would play hard to earn little red flowers when she was a primary school student.

In short, some seemingly childish things sometimes arouse Feng Qing's competitiveness.

Feng Qing already has a picture in his mind at this moment, and outlines the picture of their nameless inn getting the best merchant in a month.

She will take the money and invite all the guests in the inn to eat and drink for free...

I have to buy new clothes for everyone in the inn.

In the end, if she still has some money, she will give it to the little beggars on the road.

"And to be the best merchant, there is also the highest honor." At this moment, the voice of the hunter outside also mentioned the highest.

"The shopkeeper who has obtained the best merchant can follow the county magistrate and pass on his experience to the shopkeepers in the town!"

The catcher shouted to the crowd, "At that time, we will build a high platform, ask the shopkeeper to climb to the top, and then let all the shopkeepers come to learn! "

…

The sound in the room suddenly disappeared.

Chu Changzui, who just heard the shopkeeper say that all this doesn't matter, suddenly found that the shopkeeper's hands that should have been very calm were trembling for some reason.

"The shopkeeper?" He raised his head blankly and asked, "The shopkeeper, what happened to you?"

The shopkeeper seems to have not heard what he said, his hands are still shaking.

Her expression was sluggish, her face was pale, and cold sweat kept oozing out of her forehead.

"Master, the shopkeeper." Chu Changzui looked at Feng Qing, and there was an inexplicable cry in his voice.

"Don't scare me!"

"Xiao Bai, you, how likely is it that our inn will win the best merchant?" Feng Qing suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.

"Are we an inn!" Chu Changzui looked at the shopkeeper's hand, and said terribly, "You don't have to worry about the shopkeeper! We have a good chance of getting it!"

He was afraid that if he said a little too late, Feng Qing would be drawn, so he tried his best to guarantee the shopkeeper's ticket.

"The service of our inn has always been the top on this street! The room is warm in winter and cool in summer, hot water is always available, and tea and melon seeds are free to eat. Ours!"

"Ah, yes." Feng Qing said with a pale face, "That's it."

"And our inn has the largest site! Nearby guests will come to us when they stay!" Chu Chang drunk. After all, all the people around here know that there is no trouble in the shopkeeper's inn?

"That means..." Feng Qing asked while trembling.

"This best business, is our hotel?"

"Yes!" Chu Changzui looked at Feng Qing seriously.

He didn't expect the shopkeeper to value this best merchant so much, which was somewhat unexpected.

Just ask Hua Chao to write a letter.

Does the shopkeeper value the reputation of the inn so much? Chu Changzui was slightly moved in his heart.

I didn't expect that the shopkeeper who looked so indifferent actually had such a deep love hidden in his heart.

He was thinking about it when he saw Li Qi walking out with a plate of fried melon seeds.

Because Feng Qing really doesn't care about money, her business mode is completely local tyrant business model. This kind of melon seeds has always been unlimited, and you can eat as much as you want.

Her behavior like this caused several restaurants around her to start giving free side dishes, and the owners of those restaurants all over the street scolded her every day.

Li Qi still wanted to distribute the melon seeds to the guests as usual, and the guests would stuff them hard if they didn’t want to eat them, and just as he was carrying the melon seeds out, Feng Qing’s scream came from behind him .

"Li Qi, come back!"

"Yes." Li Qi was stunned for a moment, but he still walked back, and then saw the shopkeeper snatching the melon seeds from his hand, and said, "What is this? Is it time? How can this kind of thing be given away for free? Do you know the suffering of the world? Do you know what a business philosophy is?"

"...Ah?" Li Qi was stunned.

The best merchant, Anonymous Inn can't get it.

To give a speech in front of the shopkeepers in the whole town, and a meeting?

What's the joke? For a social fear, doing such a thing might as well kill her.

So at that moment, Feng Qing thought like this.

I can't do it well.

I must yellow this best merchant.