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Chapter 11 Scaling up

Chapter 11 Scaling up

Li Heng shook his head: "We can't afford it!"

"A-Yao and I sleep on the bed, and you make the floor. It's too cold at night, so don't freeze A-Yao."

"Yes, that's true. Then I won't go back, and I'll just lay the floor here."

No one had a good rest last night, and the three of them quickly fell asleep after settling down.

"Dang!" The alarm clock rang again.

Zhao Ling'er was actually already awake. She had gotten up early for many days in a row and developed a good habit of getting up on time.

She came downstairs, and sure enough, Zhou You had successfully taken over her spicy soup job and was wiping the bowl with great enthusiasm.

"Can you hire a carriage for me?" Zhao Ling'er asked.

"Of course!" Zhou You walked to the front desk and said something to the waiter.

After a while, the carriage came to the door of the inn.

"Take me around the Liyun River area." Zhao Ling'er ordered.

The morning light is faint and the sky is getting brighter.

Looking at the map in his hand, one, two, three, four...there are eleven hotels in total. This morning I will visit all the marked inns in Yunzhou City.

"Shopkeeper, do you have spicy soup?" Zhao Ling'er walked into an inn.

"Yes! Do you want meat or vegetarian food?" A fat waiter greeted me with a smile.

"Oh... let me take a look first." Zhao Ling'er took a look at the pot. There were many more, bigger than the pot she sold. They were professional. Not only did they have spicy soup, but they also had steamed buns and tea eggs.

Pancakes, pies, sugar cakes...

"Let's go, let's go." Zhao Ling'er got on the carriage: "Let's go to the next house."

As soon as Zhao Ling'er got off the carriage, she came back: "Let's go to the next house."

Arrived at the third store.

This place is deserted, probably because no breakfast has been prepared.

"Shopkeeper, do you sell spicy soup here?" Zhao Ling'er walked into the lobby and asked the front desk.

"We don't have spicy soup, but we do have millet porridge, rice porridge, steamed buns and fried dough sticks. Do you want to eat them?"

"Oh, no." Zhao Ling'er waved her hand and came out.

"Do all the inns in this area sell breakfast?" Zhao Ling'er said to herself.

"Little girl, these inns are all old inns that have been open for ten or twenty years. They are in the center of the state and have three meals a day. If you want to find one that doesn't sell breakfast, you have to go to the edge of Yunzhou.

Or go to town."

Well, the coachman is right.

"This area of ​​Liyun River is already very prosperous. The inns here must be very mature. I want to get a share of the pie, but it may be a bit difficult."

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling'er said: "Let's walk outside."

"Hey! Girl, look at this house." The driver stopped the carriage.

This inn is located at the corner of the west and south, and the location is very good. However, the inn itself is not big, only two floors, and the area near the inn is relatively deserted, with not many shops. I have been standing here for a while, and there is not a single pedestrian on the road.

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Zhao Ling'er frowned and just went in to take a look.

"Shopkeeper, do you sell breakfast here?"

"Oh, girl, we don't sell breakfast here, but we have a menu. If you want to eat anything, I'll ask the waiter to make it for you." The shopkeeper smiled and stood up to greet the guests.

"Oh, no need." Zhao Ling'er waved her hands quickly.

"How many rooms do we have here in total? Are they all occupied?"

"We have a total of 12 rooms here, and there are 8 more. Girl, how many do you plan to book?"

"Oh, no, let me ask first. I'm not sure whether I can order it or not! You go ahead and get busy!"

After Zhao Ling'er came out, she waved to the driver: "Let's go and look for it again."

"Hey, was it just that I was lucky last time? Is there only one inn in Yunzhou that doesn't sell breakfast and has a lot of customers?" Zhao Ling'er fell into deep thought.

She took out the map. If she wanted to have a large flow of passengers, it would be either a commercial area, a residential area, or an office area.

Workspace?

"Car driver, where is the Yunzhou Yamen?"

"It's not far from here. Girl, would you like to go and have a look?" the coachman replied.

"Let's go and have a look."

"Yunzhou Prefecture Yamen." Zhao Ling'er looked at the plaque on the Yamen. This Yamen is quite impressive, with two large stone lions guarding the Yamen.

Passing through the hall, there is a large courtyard inside. After walking through the courtyard, there is a row of tall brick buildings behind.

Looking inside, I saw a fat old man wearing an official hat sitting on a high chair. The thin man with some wrinkles standing next to him must be Mrs. Su's father-in-law, Mr. Su.

Since there is someone handling the case here, then the affairs of the entire state are under his control. People come and go here, and the passenger flow will definitely not decrease.

"Car driver, let's go around and see if there's any place suitable for doing business."

When I looked up, I saw a row of shops opposite the government office.

I glanced around and saw a tall three-story inn on the corner.

"Yingbin Building, there must be breakfast here." Zhao Ling'er was a little disappointed.

"Shopkeeper, do you sell spicy soup here?"

"Haha, we only sell lunch and dinner. If you want to drink spicy soup, look elsewhere!" The front desk waved his hand.

"In a store as big as yours, doesn't it sell breakfast?"

"Hahaha, it's not that we don't sell it, it's that the shopkeeper doesn't like that kind of business. Our revenue in one night is more than selling breakfast in a month."

"Oh, that's it." Zhao Ling'er blinked: "Can I meet your shopkeeper?"

"We shopkeepers usually don't see outsiders, only the foreman is there."

Zhao Ling'er took out 10 Wen and quietly handed it to the waiter: "Can you call him for me?"

The waiter shook the money in his hand and said, "Wait a minute!" After saying that, he went upstairs with a bang.

"Little girl, what do you want from me?" A steady voice came along with the clattering sound of going downstairs. The man was about thirty years old, with firm eyes, a serious expression, and an unsmiling look, staring at Zhao Ling'er.

(End of chapter)


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