By decree and pro

Chapter 117 Staying at the inn~

They thought that there was a cloth business license issued by the royal palace, and they could freely enter and leave Moaro City, but they did not expect that it would coincide with the [-]th birthday of the city lord Albenny and the full moon ceremony of his youngest son Gabu.Since it was a double happiness, it was unavoidable to make a fuss, the city was decorated with lights and festoons, singing and dancing continued, and those busy merchant convoys were stopped outside, and they were required to clean up and prepare congratulatory gifts before they could enter the city.

Fortunately, with Helian Uro hovering in front, no matter how fierce the sentinel was, they had to be more polite to the crow spirit warlock, as no one was afraid of incurring the curse of the crow spirit.

In addition, Yan and the others were holding a group of sand bandits, and the sentry let them in through the side door after asking the captain of the guard for instructions.

But the sentinel also warned them that they were not allowed to go to the streets without cleaning up and wearing a dress, and could only stay in the inn.

Yan originally wanted to find an inn to settle down, and then get busy with business after changing and cleaning.Unexpectedly, Albenny entertained guests from all over the world, plus the entertainment troupe who came to join in the fun and ask for rewards. This place is overcrowded, not to mention the inn, even the stables are full of people.

They walked from the east to the west of the city along the carriageway paved with square tiles, and asked all the wine shops from the south to the north of the city, but there was no place for them to "squeeze".

Yan was so hungry that his stomach was rumbling, but he couldn't stop to buy food, because there were always patrolling guards chasing away those who were not well-groomed. Here, no matter men, women, old or young, were all dressed in gold and silver, and they were all dressed up beautifully, and the houses, The shops are also very well-organized, and it is indeed the most affluent city except Wangcheng Danyang.

In order to avoid the entanglement of the guards, Yan and his party walked down a ramp and entered a residential area.

Compared with the center of the city where singing and dancing, this place is much quieter, with steeple-roofed houses on both sides.A two-storey house with blue oil paint faces the street, and there is a yard surrounded by a wooden fence in front of the stone house.

An old man was feeding chickens and ducks in the yard, and a middle-aged man was standing in front of the camel, dressing it in a gorgeous brocade saddle. There was a big yellow dog crouching beside the man's feet. When the camel was dotted with mother-of-pearl pieces, the yellow dog attacked suddenly, jumping two feet high, if it wasn't blocked by the fence, it would have bitten Yan.

The yellow dog was still about to bark, but when Usman threw a sharp glance at it, it immediately shrank and lay down on the ground, "Wooooooooooooooo!"

The big man hurried over to see what was going on, and Usman stepped forward to greet him.

Seeing that it was a crow spirit warlock, this man was very polite. After finding out the reason, he said straightforwardly: "There must be no empty inn in this city. If you don't mind, I have two empty rooms here. The money charged is [-]% cheaper than that of the inn, but... don't tell the outside world that it is rented."

"Don't tell the outside world?" Yan was a little puzzled.

"Is this merchant from a foreign land? You don't understand that we have to pay a tax no matter what business we do here. If you just 'borrow' here, I naturally don't have to pay that tax."

Yan heard this and clicked his tongue secretly. Isn't this tax evasion?He couldn't help but look at Usman.

Usman said calmly, "Okay, we rented it."

"My name is Kerim. I'm the owner of the house. My mother and daughter-in-law have both gone to help the owner of the city. You can stay here without worry." Kerim was naturally happy that he had earned a sum of money for the accommodation, and he kept drinking. Take the yellow dogs, open the fence gate, and lead them into the house.

And Yan really learned a lot during this trip, and he also learned how Xiliang collects taxes.

"Are you defying the law?" Yan teased Usman when Kerim led Ilya to settle the camel and luggage they brought.

"Hey, isn't this a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs? This king has to rent a house to live in this king's land." Usman folded his arms and sighed.

"That's fine. It would be nice if you weren't allowed to sleep in the desert outside the city." Yan smiled, and then looked around the hall with wooden slats nailed to the walls.The room is quite bright, dry food, living things, coal stove, etc. are all cleaned up.

"The lord of this city is already eighty years old, and the joy of Nongzhang, even the city has been managed so prosperously, it really is growing old and strong." Yan expressed his feelings.

Dayan also has an old minister who is over eighty years old. Every day when he goes to court, he squints his eyes. I really don't know if he is listening or dozing off.

Such an elderly veteran staying in the court is just to bring some shade to his descendants, after all, it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree.But what they do is all about vegetarian meals, so it's not like this city lord is really a big deal.

Yan hadn't seen him yet, but he was already extremely admired in his heart.

"That's why this king is good at governing the country." Usman looked at Yan with piercing eyes, his expression of praise was really cute.

"I..." Yan was about to say something when Kerim came back with Ilya and the others.

Ilya looked sad, but Kurdan was fine, and two porters were guarding the yard and didn't come in.

"What's wrong?" Yan asked Ilya.

"There are two guest rooms here, which are quite square, but they are all underground. It's fine for me to live in, but I'm afraid you and Mr. Warlock will feel stuffy..."

"Hey, my basement is warm in winter and cool in summer, no better than other places." The owner said quickly, "Why don't you provide meals for the two of you?"

"Meals should be counted separately." Yan smiled very politely, "The underground is the underground, anyway, I only stay for one or two nights, it's fine."

"Yan, you are so easy to talk." Ilya muttered softly.The hostess charged a lot of money, and the rooms in the inn were bright and spacious, all upstairs, and served with good wine and food.

It doesn't look like they all have to settle the camels by themselves, and two rooms can't accommodate everyone.

"Helian Uro and I share a room, and you can arrange the rest yourself." Yan said directly.

Kurdan couldn't help it, and said: "Master, there is only a wooden canopy bed in that room, and it is placed against the bare wall. It is difficult for two big men to sleep. Otherwise, we In addition, go out and find a house to live in, you and Master Warlock will share one room..."

"How can it be difficult to sleep? It's just a squeeze between the two of you. Why spend so much money," Usman interrupted suddenly, and smiled kindly at Kurdan, "Don't worry, my sleeping posture is not bad, and I don't sleep well." Snoring, your young master knows it."

Kurdan immediately stood there stunned, blowing his beard and staring. What, what does this mean?Could it be that they had been sharing the same bed when they were in the tent? !

"I'm so hungry, uncle, may I have something to eat?" Yan finally said what he wanted to say the most.

"Yes! I'm cooking stew in the kitchen, just wait." Kerim turned and went to the kitchen to get busy.

"Yan, why have I been hearing you complaining about being hungry recently?" Ilya was a little worried, "Are you not feeling well?"

"Probably because I'm tired. I vomited up last night, and now I'm so hungry that my chest sticks to my back." Yan stared at the sweet potatoes hanging on the wall.

Dry, I want to take it off and chew it.

"It's not edible, it's raw." Usman stretched out his hand and rubbed Yan's head, his manner was so intimate that Kurdan was even embarrassed, he

Turn around and go out.

"You shouldn't tease him like this," Yan said helplessly while holding Usman's hand, "He was already suspicious."

"He shouldn't be suspicious of you." Usman lowered his head and kissed Yan's forehead lightly.

"...Okay! Ladies and gentlemen, the dishes are ready!" Kerim said rightly, the dishes were really stewed on the stove, so he brought them out in no time.

A large black iron bowl was placed on the thick wooden dining table, and Kerim brought the wooden bowl and spoon, and began to divide the bowls.

Yan stared at the milky white soup that was still bubbling. In the past, the full man didn't know the hungry man was hungry, and he didn't take a second look at the table full of delicacies.Now this big bowl of stew contains only a few handfuls of wild vegetables, some sweet potato strips, a few pieces of mutton bones, and a few pieces of ginger. Yan feels that the aroma penetrates into his heart and makes him almost drunk.

"Eat slowly, I'll bake some more pancakes. My wife has made some for me and put them in the cupboard." Kerim also knew that this bowl of soup was not enough for them to share.

"Thank you very much. I'm sorry to give you the food your wife made for you." Yan smiled.

"Hey, I can't finish eating by myself, but I can still make money when you come here." It's a city of merchants, and all the old man's mind is on making money.

"Okay, I won't miss you." Yan nodded, and then said to Ilya, "Go ask them to come in and eat."

"Okay." Elijah went out.

Usman gracefully held the spoon, scooped out the mutton from the bowl, put it into Yan's bowl, and said with a smile, "I'm not as hungry as you."

"I won't be polite to you." Yan said, scooped up the lamb bone and began to suck the rich soup inside.

"These two are so close." Kerim hadn't left yet, he had just finished serving the soup.

"By the way." Yan asked as if remembering something, "Klim, if the city lord is celebrating his birthday, if we want to visit to congratulate him, is there anything special about it?"

"It's a good thing you asked me, otherwise your trip would be in vain." Kerim said politely, "The city lord doesn't like crow spirit warlocks, so if you two want to visit the door, you'd better change into different costumes."

"Really." Yan glanced at Usman, "What should I change?"

"If you want me to tell you," Kerim suggested enthusiastically, "Don't go, Master Warlock. As for you, young master, just find a beautiful girl to accompany you. The old city lord likes beauties the most. With a beauty present, no matter what kind of business you have, it will be easier to talk about."

Yan silently let go of the lamb bone he was sucking on, and licked his oily lips, not even bothered to see Usman's expression.

"Heroes are sad and beautiful people pass, it's the same everywhere." Usman said slowly, picked up the soup bowl but didn't drink it.

"By the way, I have a niece who is very good-looking. She is a well-known beauty and can dance very well. She is very suitable to accompany you to the banquet." Kerim has already started to make friends, and said to Yan with a smile , "The price is easy to negotiate. Young master, you can buy her a few new clothes and a few boxes of rouge and gouache."

Yan put down the soup bowl, dare they live in the hacker's lodge...