Cannon Fodder Battle Chapter 1610: You Jianghu people (5)

Just when the old shopkeeper was about to nod with a frowning face, Tong Xinlan stopped her and said, "Father, don't worry."

"Why? Xin'er." The shopkeeper looked at Tong Xinlan suspiciously.

Tong Xinlan has already thought about how to save money, and how to punish these Jianghu people in the future, so she said to her father and the curious waiter, "Father, our inn seems to be opened in an area where Jianghu people are often active. I am afraid that things will happen in the future, no matter how many wooden stools and tables we make, we will not be able to stop those Jianghu people from causing trouble in our inn, but how can we have so much money to make tables and chairs every time.”

"Xin'er is right, but if we don't prepare enough tables and chairs, it will be too shabby." The shopkeeper looked at the lobby with only four tables, and it seemed really spacious.

"Father, within a radius of ten kilometers, there is only our inn. There are no shops in front of the village or back. When those people from the rivers and lakes come to us, at least there is a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and they can still eat delicious food. , They won’t stop coming in because our store looks shabby, and they won’t remember our kindness and not cause trouble in our store because of our good service, right?”

There is indeed a downside to opening an inn in the wilderness, that is, there is less traffic, but the advantage is still obvious, that is, there is no one to compete with yourself.

Those Jianghu people who love to smash stores, why bother with them? Whether love comes or not, is it possible that Tong Xinlan still wants them to be gods?

This is the first time that the father who is honest in business has heard Tong Xinlan's argument that he doesn't take customers seriously. When he opened the tea shed before, he just thought about preparing the tea and getting the guests' attention. They are also very happy to praise.

Although as an ancient man, Dad didn't think that customers are gods, but subconsciously, Dad still prefers to please customers.

But after thinking about it for a while, the old shopkeeper, it seems that what his son said is the same reason.

"Then, are these four tables?"

"Yes."

"Don't buy all the stools?"

"You don't need to buy them all, just let it be." Tong Xinlan looked at the remaining four tables, not even a complete set of benches, she didn't panic at all.

Although the old shopkeeper said he had no idea, he really didn't have much money in his hand, and he was really afraid that the tables and chairs would be smashed after he bought them.

"Then let's do it."

Since the shopkeeper said so, the waiter didn't say anything.

Tong Xinlan then checked with the old shopkeeper about the daily necessities in the kitchen.

Fortunately, the fights of these Jianghu people are all in the lobby, and they will not cause trouble in the back kitchen and guest rooms. Except for the lobby, there is almost no loss in other places.

Of course, today's lunch is a gorgeous fare evasion for those Jianghu people.

Not long after, it was night.

It's strange to say that the surrounding area is indeed a wilderness, but when you arrive at the restaurant, there will definitely be people from the rivers and lakes coming to eat...

Tong Xinlan felt that she had to find some time to look around more. In the past, Chen Xin was too well protected by her father, and she really knew too little about things outside the inn.

These Jianghu people have a bad habit. Everyone has a personality. If you come to eat by yourself, you definitely don't like to share a table with others.

So, soon, the remaining four tables in the inn were all occupied.

Although there are not enough four benches for each Eight Immortals table, the guests only sit on one stool, and no one counts the number of stools at the beginning.

But after a while, another swordsman with a big knife came.

Before the swordsman entered the shop, he shouted, "Boss, here is half a catty of beef, and a pot of Erguotou."

After shouting, the swordsman stepped over the threshold with two legs, only to find that there were only four tables in the lobby.

"Boss, why are there only four tables?" The swordsman was obviously not the one who was willing to share tables with others, so he immediately asked with a stern face and a little unhappy.

Thinking about it, these guests must think that you, the one who runs the shop, should make the inn better.

Facing the anger of the swordsman, the old man seemed a little scared. Just as he was thinking about how to answer, Tong Xinlan wiped the counter, raised her head and replied unhurriedly, "This knight, we originally had more than four cards in our inn." For the dining table, look at the pile of rotten wood in the right corner of the lobby, hey, a group of knights fought at noon, so we smashed it up, hey."

Following Tong Xinlan's finger, the swordsman saw a pile of rotten wood in the corner, and he could still see the shadows of tables and stools before. Thinking about it this way, he felt that there were only four tables now. I stopped clamoring, and honestly went to share a table with others.

The swordsmen wanted to share a table, but the mysterious Jiang Hu man wearing a bamboo hat who was eating at a table put his sword on the table, "This table is not welcome to share a table."

The people from the rivers and lakes at the other three tables seem to think that this person refuses to share the table. If they accept the table sharing, they will look like they are easy to bully. manner.

"The lack of table preparation is the boss's problem. Why did you ask me to share the table with you?"

"You wait until I finish eating, there will be a table, then you can eat again."

In fact, people who walk in the rivers and lakes know how to look at people's eyes, clothes, and food, but the swordsmen who come in now, these old rivers and lakes can tell at a glance that they are no-nosed little people, and they naturally don't speak politely to others.

Seeing that these people looked like they were about to fight again, the shopkeeper looked at Tong Xinlan nervously, and said on the verge of tears, "Son, they won't fight again, right? That said, we should set up a few more tables."

"Father, this has nothing to do with us at all. Even if you ask Maomao to build tables and chairs in the city, he probably hasn't arrived in the city yet. It will take at least a week to build six sets of tables and chairs, right? , are we not open for business during this period of time?"

"If these knights of the rivers and lakes want to fight, they can fight with any excuse."

The old man shook his head with a mournful face, "Then what should we do? I can see now that this inn has bad feng shui. Originally, I thought that there is an inn that can save money well. I will give it to you in the future." See a doctor."

"Since your condition is getting better, otherwise, let's sell this inn. Let's go back and continue to open tea sheds in the previous place. Although we don't make much money, we can still live." The shopkeeper retreated. Said.

Tong Xinlan believed that she could protect her father's safety, so she said, "Father, the place where our family opened a tea shed used to be known to make money by opening a tea shed. Once we leave, I'm afraid it will be occupied by other people and continue to open it." The tea shed has gone, how can I wait until you go back and reopen it."

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